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What gives you the right to fuck with our lives: X... no bodies quite like you, love is suicide What gives you the right to fuck with our lives: XLVI What gives you the right to fuck with our lives: XLV there's just one small problem: if you fuck my ass... Like my man Mohammed from Afghanistan, grew up in ... This ain't nuttin new: I been here before -- grand... smiling in my face, glad to break bread with the God Catastrophe keeps us together Friday, November 17, 2006
there's an island way out in the seas, where the babies, they all grow on trees:
Congratulations to Josh and Millet on the birth of little Sam, a new warrior for truth in an often-frustrating world.
--Spencer Ackerman
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