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Hey floyd, which one of those Arcturus' albums would you recommend? I heard La Masquerade Infernale a couple of years back; just there was what I came away with. Caina - I, Mountain Tool - Aenima Metallica - Ride the Lightning Teen Cthulhu - Ride the Blade Type O Negative - Slow, Deep & Hard VNV Nation -Empires Lacuna Coil - Comalies Nine Inch Nails - The Downward Spiral The Cure - Disintegration December's Cold Winter - Decaying Recollections

Android Lust - The Dividing The Birthday Massacre - Nothing & Nowhere Isis - Mosquito Control Harry Catscabs Inade - Aldebaran Agalloch - Stone, Wind & Pillor Cradle of Filth - From the Cradle to Enslave Virgin Black - Trance Zoe Keating - One Cello X 16: Natoma Ladytron - Velocifero Mastodon - Call of the Mastodon

Let me get in on this. Yesterday Combichrist - Today We Are All Demons Averse Sefira - Advent Parallax Gojira - The Way of All Flesh Fractured - Only Human Remains Slipknot - All Hope is Gone Diabolical Masquerade - Death's Design

devil's on speed dial M. R. Ney ?

Henceforth I proclaim, for all across the internet to know, the MikeSC child's name: Phony McRing-Ring

She's gtd's girl. Of course she don't know how to cook. Thanks for the cerveza but I don't drink alcohol; never have never will. But hey, I'm sure Journey will get down on that + I'll find out how many fluid ounces of hecho-en-mexico brewness it takes for the tiger's stride to get wobbley. For the next pick... All things necessary, and then some, to climb Mount Everest That's right, the equipment, beasts of burden, gear, food supplies, Sherpas, etc and the mountain itself. However, I want to send this pick to Agent. Not to offend, but I think it be cool if I can draft crap for others besides BZ and KoaB. Only AoO has the say on this, so happy climbing to who ends up with it, him or Brooklyn Zoo.

It'll have the name of Richard Parker in hopes that I, too, can gain some Life of Pi type insight. It can also run about during late night Journey concert time! For that boy KoaB, he'll get this: The UFC Octagon. step yo game up, son.

Which will coincide just in time for your next hard on.

FUCK YEAH! DON'T STOP BELIEVING! When they're not rockin' out the jams they're gonna be building stuff. As for Brooklyn Zoo, sorry but my island must be rid of this happenstance: All the party balloons that have and that will ever exist in the universe.

It snowed last wednesday in Houston and people were so fucking excited. The stuff was enough to white top off vehicles, mailboxes, roofs, etc. but footheel height was about what it piled up to. So you guys living in places with the deep snow, how's that work out for ya?

Not with that dingleberry-conducted stride.

excluding the eggnog (never had it) and the snow (never experienced a significant amount), this right here you happy holidays sons ov bitches. ▼ Christianity once topped my christmas hate list but I made peace with that a long time ago. What preparations go into this and what's the finished product like?

I'd give the headbang to Carcass. That opening track is one of my favorite metal songs.

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Sorry to hear about your loss, sir. Death can be a very emotional tragedy to deal with. HOWEVER, I for one would like to see the above threat of physical violence thrust onto one bob barron. AND I am willing to contribute to your personal account the sum of 15 americano's should this actually happen.

This is my first year in it. Once I got into the groove (boy you gotta prove your love to me) it isn't so bad. I'm a little below the halfway point (22,066 words); this thing is cake compared to the 3day novel.

This hall of fame cannot be as the actual physical existence of real nigga is not. Real niggas only live in imaginations.

I think it would be better if it were a draft for simpsons episodes.

Fuck a 50,000 word novel and fuck this election day fuckshit.

TSM really is about the rasslin'

How tight do you think are Chilly Willy's girly black pants?

Of Edwins and bumps:

Handbanana: "Tonight... you." [i'd be butthurt after that statement.]

Yes sir. The flea market is the Mexican Outfitters of mi raza. Where else can you obtain car parts, used toys, knock-off outfits and forged documents for the everday Mexican wants and needs?

I'm certain these rooster walkers ain't Mexican, as we carry them tucked under an arm on our way to the local cock fighting establishment.