JP513, you coming to Berlin this week or what bro?

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  • Mr. Cool Ice
    Confirmed User
    • Aug 2006
    • 1289

    #1

    JP513, you coming to Berlin this week or what bro?

    Ich warte Sie!
    NUR COOL UND GEIL
  • JP513
    Confirmed User
    • Feb 2007
    • 1914

    #2
    Depends on how the whores are over there. Show me proof they are good and I will be there.
    I don't always drink beer, but when I do, I wish I was drinking wine instead.

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    • Mr. Cool Ice
      Confirmed User
      • Aug 2006
      • 1289

      #3
      Originally posted by JP513
      Depends on how the whores are over there. Show me proof they are good and I will be there.
      You know I only roll with the best whores in the world man, don't be like that.
      NUR COOL UND GEIL

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      • JP513
        Confirmed User
        • Feb 2007
        • 1914

        #4
        Show us what ya got playa!
        I don't always drink beer, but when I do, I wish I was drinking wine instead.

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        • JP513
          Confirmed User
          • Feb 2007
          • 1914

          #5
          All right, all right . . . yeah I'm coming. I just booked my ticket.

          I'm coming in on Lufthansa #172 from Frankfurt. Lands at 845am. Pick me up at the airport. After a quick nap we can go roll out looking for hood rats and maybe I can knock one up just like you did.
          I don't always drink beer, but when I do, I wish I was drinking wine instead.

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          • tony299
            lurker
            • Aug 2002
            • 57021

            #6
            The Metro Lyrics

            I'm alone
            sitting with my empty glass
            my four walls
            follow me through my past
            I was on a Paris train
            I emerged in London rain
            and you were waiting there
            swimming through apologies

            I remember searching for the perfect words
            I was hoping you might change your mind
            I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
            riding on the Metro

            You wore white
            smiling as you took my hand
            so removed
            we spoke of wintertime in France
            minutes passed with shallow words
            years have passed and still the hurt
            I can see you now
            smiling as I pulled away

            I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand
            "I'll love you always" filled my eyes
            I remember a night we walked along the Seine
            riding on the Metro

            I remember a feeling coming over me
            the soldier turned, then looked away
            I remember hating you for loving me
            riding on the Metro

            I'm alone
            sitting with my BROKEN glass
            my four walls
            follow me through my past
            I was on a Paris train
            I emerged in London rain
            and you were waiting there
            swimming through apologies(sorry)

            I remember searching for the perfect words
            I was hoping you might change your mind
            I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
            riding on the Metro

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            • JP513
              Confirmed User
              • Feb 2007
              • 1914

              #7
              oooookaaaay.
              I don't always drink beer, but when I do, I wish I was drinking wine instead.

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