fuk thiose cats are big boys
do thye both play skyrim:?

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BROSTEP


100% cotton sheets and matching duvet cover plus pillows
500tpi

Summer White Theme

At least he keeps his bum hole clean

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"Once it has penetrated, a paralyzing saliva subdues the prey and the snail feeds at leisure, often beginning with the softest parts such as the gonads and gut."

The dog of mongo balls aka Ghost faced killa aka Captain wobbly Bob

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Clicky for mixes

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Another kitty lurks

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"Once it has penetrated, a paralyzing saliva subdues the prey and the snail feeds at leisure, often beginning with the softest parts such as the gonads and gut."

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Oh look I has signature
Don't bother following me on twitter or befriending me on facebook unless of course you want to. kthxbai
Like our page though on the book of faces!

Casual Breakin' & me doing tunes 'n' that
on :: http://www.nsbraio.co.uk
2nd Sat of the month 3 -5pm

One day you know I might even record a mix, don't hold your breath though.

You must be on a bus then? I work just there at that spot. Well not that spot exactly but round de corner. Bet those poor fuckers aren't enjoying the rain.

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My First WindTurbine(Mark II sooncome!!!!) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqxB-YH-Ik8

Poorly produced irrelevant old music: http://soundcloud.com/dmanic
"It was bad enough to hear him swear like a footballer but I lost my faith completely when he farted on my balls."

21 bus. Do you work at Bloomberg?

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Oh look I has signature
Don't bother following me on twitter or befriending me on facebook unless of course you want to. kthxbai
Like our page though on the book of faces!

Casual Breakin' & me doing tunes 'n' that
on :: http://www.nsbraio.co.uk
2nd Sat of the month 3 -5pm

One day you know I might even record a mix, don't hold your breath though.

That's what I'm talkin about

What are they doing? Even when I turn my head it makes no sense..

They are pooing in buckets and protesting about soemthing or other. I wish could join them, not the buckets bit though.
I work at a place that is near. It has coffee machines that dispense coffee when you press a button, but I drink tea instead. Angry men make you write emails and put av equipment in rooms. If you forget t put the equipment in the rooms they get angry and threaten to take away your source of income. They used to be nicer but they made a receeding economy like my hair but with more home repossesions but they still aren't happy after they take peoples homes. They want more stuff. It seems to occupy their every living thought. They dress smartly but have a constant oozing of soul poo that covers everything as it seeps from their scaley hands.
Apparently it's not cool to listen to rave music, take drugs or expose yourself in my work. Other than that they are lovely and sometimes I say hello to them in the lifts if their meetings went well. " Hello?"
none of this though until you leave the building.

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My First WindTurbine(Mark II sooncome!!!!) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqxB-YH-Ik8

Poorly produced irrelevant old music: http://soundcloud.com/dmanic
"It was bad enough to hear him swear like a footballer but I lost my faith completely when he farted on my balls."

Exactly...........you have just summed up the banality of work.........it's nuts...........which is why I don't take it seriously...

but what are they protesting about? they can't be doing a good job if you don't know!!

These are teh protestors at finsgsbury square in the heart of the city. It' sgreat having them around but I have only said hello once becuase I am usually two tyred after work to be responsive. Occasionally I bump into someone who looks like they are at a festival when I am waiting at the lights and I dream of being at a festival in some crazy outfit scaring teenagers with my gurn and bartering for magic mushrooms and balloons.
They have tents all over the only square of grass for miles. It used to be that the younger office workers would sit around and talk about how much money their bosses made and talk about meeting for drinks or 5 point life plans and baby funds, KPI's and bonorses, but now the dirty protesters are there, none of the beskirted females and large collared males can fraternise in the sun any more so they will have to do it in starbucks or all bar one instead. There are two constant wagons of meat that sit and wait and look and wait and look and wait in case someone, somewhere amongst the tents, does something, anything that could make a difference, change something. The wagons of meat will sort them out.

But they did poo in a bucket once and I didn't need to see that. Apart from that, I hope they are still there in the peek of summer as I will take a change of clothes and an ipod and some mand and go raving after work with them, metres from my desk, from my pc terminal, from my big collared bosses and scornful orange ladies.

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My First WindTurbine(Mark II sooncome!!!!) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqxB-YH-Ik8

Poorly produced irrelevant old music: http://soundcloud.com/dmanic
"It was bad enough to hear him swear like a footballer but I lost my faith completely when he farted on my balls."

Bucket poo will smell worse in the semiheat of an English faux-summer

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Let's face it, bucket poo is nothing compared to a glastonbury porta loo on mand in teh searing heat at 10 in the morning.

:wrech: sprinkle sprinkle :wretch: shakey shakey :wretch: : knock on the door: " get fucked man, I'm in here" , "shit no toilet roll"

Fuck, is that chemical bro's?

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My First WindTurbine(Mark II sooncome!!!!) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqxB-YH-Ik8

Poorly produced irrelevant old music: http://soundcloud.com/dmanic
"It was bad enough to hear him swear like a footballer but I lost my faith completely when he farted on my balls."