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cloop 09-Aug-09, 08:21
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3 Word Story
As it sounds. I'll begin: Without warning, it...
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spewed forth dark
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continue
with a curious...
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tang of oranges
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continue
with some drops
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cloop 11-Aug-09, 15:19
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feints and shuffles...
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haha what?
closer to the
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super humongous hairy
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wart on my
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cloop 12-Aug-09, 05:33
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friend's rather bulbous...
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Esso blue nose
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with a sticky
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wad of rolled
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grilled gold halloumi
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replacing the slippery
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but buttery tasting
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lather with a
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hint of rosemary
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then suddenly a
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familiar voice whispered
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"Heed the red
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petals and fear
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that which you
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can not imagine
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stuck silently blasting
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cloop 20-Aug-09, 18:05
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away your soul"
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I could not
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feel raging pulse
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and there was
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cloop 23-Aug-09, 12:42
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despite the cold...
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