I ate him.
How much would could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could invade Alcase-Lorraine?
I ate him.
How much would could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could invade Alcase-Lorraine?
Why do you hate Freedom?
The US is marching backward to the values of Michael Stivic.
I don't know, but it Wood be a Chuckle to hear the correct answerOriginally Posted by Kaiser of Arabia
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No, only stupid people.
Does Fire and Water come together?
Why do you hate Freedom?
The US is marching backward to the values of Michael Stivic.
Yeah, it's called Jack Daniels.
What should I do with my life now?
Be intent on loyalty
While others aspire to perform meritorious services
Concentrate on purity of intent
While those around you are beset by egoism
misc kanryodo
kill,virgins
is my soul choclate
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
no, but apparently your brain is pudding (that was a baaadd answer to my question ... shame, shame).
I guess games like this aren't a good place to ask a serious question when you're in a crisis ... gee, I woulda thought maybe it would be, lol.
So ... where would you go if you had nowhere to go?
Be intent on loyalty
While others aspire to perform meritorious services
Concentrate on purity of intent
While those around you are beset by egoism
misc kanryodo
Anywhere
Do you think Hitler made good soup
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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