We pull upon the risers,
We fall upon the grass.
We never land upon our feet,
We always hit our ass!
Highty tighty, Christ almighty!
Who the hell are we?
Zim-Zam god damn! We're Airborne Infantry!
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About Me
- Brian
- Willowbrook, Illinois, United States
- "May those who love you, love you. For those who don't, may God turn their heart. If He can not turn their heart, may he turn their ankle so you will know them by their limp." - Irish Prayer
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- Still no cure for cancer, btw....
- Moron.
- Happy Halloween, Thrillers
- Big Cat. Wit Spotz.
- Good night, sweet Classic.
- It's So True...
- News thats fit to print.
- NICE.
- I'm Addicted
- Record Year?
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- Select a Candidate 2008
- Uh.....what?
- FFS
- Toonz
- Contest over, I win
- I Love Band Of Brothers Part 2
- I love Band Of Brothers
- Out Of My Element - The BWags High School Story
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