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I met with more doctors and more priests and nuns in catholic school than most cancer patiens doe before they die. ive been evaluated by countless thelogians and religious scholoars, not to mention catholc college professors whom I challenged at an early age. I was nearly kicked out of catholic school in grade 4 for refusing to bow and stand when the priest entered the room. my mom laughed at it. :glugglug |
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Ah, so religion fucked up your life too. We have another thing in common. I was raised in a very strict religious environment. Those with TV's were expected to bring them to the church and smash them. Those with records (other than gospel of course) were expected to bring the records to church to burn them. At church camp, boys were expected to swim seperately from the girls, and to wear full jeans and a shirt. Girls were expected to swim in full dresses. Weird shit, man. I saw people rolling on the floors like they were having seizures. I saw them running around the aisle, supposedly under the power of "the holy spirit". I saw numerous lives crushed by the people that made others feel so guilty and worthless because of the TINIEST "sins". I hate religion. |
"Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down." :glugglug |
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pyretta_blaze used to be a chat name of mine, hehe. |
she don't lie.......she don't lie....but I do
Fun Loving criminals also should have something of the Black Label Society imho a very underrated band |
mmm bop
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there is no afterlife, better live it up while you can
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Why don't we all strap bombs to our chests and ride our bikes to the next G-7 picnic?
http://www.propagandhi.com/ |
what exactly are the great historical accomplishments of "your" race that make you proud to be white? Capitalism? Slavery? Genocide? Sitcoms? Guns? War? Pollution? Addiction? NAFTA? Thigh-Master? This is your fucking white-history, my "friend".
http://www.propagandhi.com/ |
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awesome quote. all i wanted was a pepsi , just one pepsi |
I hate everything about you
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Nice! Bedtime for Bonzo! :1orglaugh |
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what a role model. he should have been hung before he died of old age |
"I want so much to believe" - tr
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It's a small world after all.
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yeah, take a bow
you deserved yeah, eat shit you earned it life would be so much better if you did not exist and god bless you fucking queen what pawns we have become in this bland little play: sugar.coated,sour. sugar coated sour by the dillinger escape plan hope you like tech metal :GFYBand |
Bedtime for Bonzo (1951)
Directed by Frederick De Cordova Writing credits Ted Berkman (story) Raphael Blau (story) (more) Genre: Comedy / Romance (more) Plot Outline: Professor Peter Boyd tries to teach human morals to a chimpanzee. Cast overview, first billed only: Ronald Reagan http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0043325/ |
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"I Fucked Your Wife"
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"go back to sleep"
- APC "Pet" gotta love those anti-bush songs :thumbsup |
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note: I'm not saying we haven't done some fucked up shit, a lot of slaves were bought in Africa... and a lot were kidnapped. Still, the fact remains Africans were selling their own people. |
"Lying in my plastic bed,
Thinking how thinking how things wern?t so cool me. My baby likes to shoot pool, I like lying naked in my bedroom, tying off that dinosaur tonight, It used to be so cool. Now I?ve got that needle, I can shake, but I can?t bleed. Take it away, but I want more and more. One day I?m gonna loose the war." california love nigga :glugglug |
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Fine, fine, here's another one for ya... "Fuck your god, your lord, your christ" |
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Don't believe the hype
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"I would go out tonight, but I haven't got a stitch to wear."
Story of my frikken' life. |
I wanna fuck you in the ass
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Muskrat Susie, Muskrat Sam
Do the jitterbug in Muskrat land. Yup, that just about sums everything up in life |
The little bitch,
she went and she told A LIE! Now she will never tell another. A LIE! The little bitch, she went and she told A LIE! NEVER FUCKING LIE TO ME! |
Shot her down because she made me sore
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more |
fucked up aids from fucked up sex,fake ass titties on a fucked up chest
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People who ain't got nothing, got nothing to loose.
Bob Dylan |
Disillusioned lately, I've been really wantin babies
so I could see a part of me that wasn't always shady pac Get off the final blaze While puffing on a Newport pac Crystal enhanced, brain implants, and mind control methods MJ-12 is not majestic And the focal point of our problems on this planet are not domestic canbus |
More then one line......but worth it
Ooo Whatcha gonna do now Whatcha gonna do when they rhythm comes kicken you Tryin to make me bleed in to My resent so definite evident Breath life a disease gonna get you Off of me Thoughts of you rotting me Animosity grows into me Boy you lost when you made me the enemy Blood in my eyes Blood in my eyes I don't like to think I don't like to think about you No Whatcha gonna do Who your gonna do it to Cause it's makin me feel Yeah it's makin me feel (my real) Somethin I killed off Given off enough a lick about you To another like me punk Gonna get yourself knocked down Blood in my eyes Blood in my eyes Nightmares running through my mind Walked the path it warped my brain Never left me quiet insane All the memories of my pain Looking down as I remain So Empty Inside Me So Empty Hey You Look into my face Can't you see my grip Yeah feelin just about to kick it My innocence feeding your arrogance I guess you gave no thoughts to your madness Who you trying to fool now Who you trying to get to limit the insanity anew now Animosity Grows into me Waiting for anything I'm making you the enemy Walked the path it warped my brain Never left me quiet insane All the memories of my pain Looking down as I remain So Empty Inside Me So Empty Rage in my veins I can not remain Thinkin how you let me down Oh end my pain I can not remain Why don't you just let me drown Ooo Whatcha gonna do now Whatcha gonna do when they rhythm comes kicken you Now your makin me bleed in to Nightmares runnin through my mind Breath like a disease gonna get you off of me Thoughts of you rotting me Boy you lost when you made me the enemy Ooo like I never new Just trusted you Every single time I think of you Rape my mind to make me blind Thought that I?d forget it boy I'll hit you with he blind side No stoppin it Watch me droppin it Off of me Another nightmare rocking it Animosity grows into me Boy you lost now I made you the enemy Walked the path it warped my brain Never left me quite insane All the memories of my pain looking down as I remain So Empty Inside Me So Empty |
one more sacred lover that I shot dead.....I saw red
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pull out the 9, pop in the clip...and let one slip....into these crazy fools
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I have a secret place inside my mind where I keep hidden inspiration that you will not find
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'got money for wars, but can't feed the poor' Pac
'now everybody walkin round patriotic how we gon' fight to keep freedom when we ain't got it?' Dead Prez |
"US forces give the nod
It's a setback for your country" Midnight Oil :glugglug |
'because the white house is the rock house
uncle sam the pusha man'-dead prez 'Don't let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic' 'We probably in Hell already, our dumb asses not knowin Everybody kissin ass to go to heaven ain't goin' ' |
Too many puppies are being shot in the dark
too many puppies are trained not to bark at the sight of blood that must be spilled so that we may maintain our oil fields |
Early in the morning and the freeway's deserted, like its all mine
Tring to set a new driving speed record, but I can't drive a straight line Flash of light, split the night I'm tossin bottles as I swerve to the right I slam my face into the back of a big rig At least you'll never get me, you fucking pigs! Designate someone other than me, Im so drunk I can hardly see |
More than one liners.. but hey..
"When the sleigh is heavy And the timber wolves are getting bold You look at your companions And test the water of their friendship With your toe They significantly edge Closer to the gold Each man has his price Bob And yours was pretty low" "Muslim or Christians Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it up" |
Utilising drugs to pay for secret wars around the world
Drugs are now your global policy now you police the globe |
"I just can't find the time to write my mind the way I want it to read"
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"I got 99 problems and a bitch aint one!"
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"My name is Sue...How do you do? Now your gonna Die!"
"A Boy named Sue" sung by the late Johnny Cash (song is a story about a male singer who was named "Sue" by a deadbeat dad. After being abused by his peers over his name for years, tracks down his POS father in a bar and kills him) |
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