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Bliss

#25
February 07, 2008, 06:02:35 PM
...that gloryholes told stories about her.

He was so dirty...
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Only I will remain.
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Garreth

#26
February 07, 2008, 08:28:12 PM
He needed hydrochloric acid to wash his hands.

She was so dreamy..
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Question Mark

#27
February 07, 2008, 08:50:33 PM
...only narcoleptic men were attracted to her.

She was so curvy...

Cjac

#28
February 07, 2008, 10:27:24 PM
NASCAR drivers used her for practice.

He was so built that...
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Caustic

#29
February 07, 2008, 11:44:20 PM
... his even his dick had muscles.

They were so into each other...
Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember but the story. -Tim O'Brien

Zaer Darkwail

#30
February 08, 2008, 01:41:33 AM
....that only truck could sepparate them.

She was so pretty he had to.....

Lirliel

#31
February 08, 2008, 01:57:39 AM
.. Where sunglasses to prevent Blindness

He was so buff..
"Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits."

"A minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection."

Cjac

#32
February 08, 2008, 02:06:38 AM
He shined like a new penny.

She was so voluptuous that she...
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Captain Maltese

#33
February 08, 2008, 02:11:12 AM
...had to be tethered down.


He was so hot...

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Zaer Darkwail

#34
February 08, 2008, 03:12:45 AM
...that she could boil eggs.

She was so open minded......

Caustic

#35
February 08, 2008, 03:14:20 AM
... that her personality escaped, never to be seen again.

She was so lonely...
Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember but the story. -Tim O'Brien

Cjac

#36
February 08, 2008, 03:22:28 AM
That she heard and echo even when she didn't speak.

She was so vapid that...
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery, none but ourselves can free our mind. -Bob Marley
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Bliss

#37
February 08, 2008, 07:34:56 AM
...she inspired a new lighter-than-air travel.

He was so knowledgeable...
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
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Caustic

#38
February 08, 2008, 07:42:14 AM
... that he sneezed algorithms and snored essays.

He was so snobby...
Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember but the story. -Tim O'Brien

Captain Maltese

#39
February 19, 2008, 06:53:59 AM
...that he had a servant exclusively for putting his tophat on and off.


She was so moist...

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Kalen

#40
February 19, 2008, 07:20:43 AM
... that she needed to get out of the rain.

He was so oblivious...
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Bliss

#41
February 19, 2008, 08:22:16 AM
...you could poke him in the eye with his own fingers.

She was so stubborn...
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
<3 <3 <3

Caustic

#42
February 19, 2008, 12:59:13 PM
... that she managed to leash-train her cat.

He was so hungry...
Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember but the story. -Tim O'Brien

Bliss

#43
February 19, 2008, 01:03:15 PM
...that the whole world was consumed, and then his attention turned to the sun.

She was so distraught...
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
<3 <3 <3

Caustic

#44
February 19, 2008, 01:20:26 PM
... she death would not quell her weeping.

They were so lost...
Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember but the story. -Tim O'Brien

Bliss

#45
February 19, 2008, 01:47:11 PM
...even the distance between them was confounding.

He was so misunderstood...
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
<3 <3 <3

Kalen

#46
February 19, 2008, 01:55:29 PM
... that even he could not understand what he was saying.

She was so desireable...
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Caustic

#47
February 19, 2008, 03:51:18 PM
... that she was jealous of her own lover.

It was so hot...
Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember but the story. -Tim O'Brien

Question Mark

#48
February 19, 2008, 11:30:00 PM
...that the sun packed up and went on vacation.

She was so experienced...

Kalen

#49
February 20, 2008, 06:20:24 AM
... that Mae West blushed in her presence.

He was so stupid...
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