likes hijacking conversations and looks pretty in her avatarQuote:
Originally Posted by Samwhore
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likes hijacking conversations and looks pretty in her avatarQuote:
Originally Posted by Samwhore
and ur my....my....i have no idea actuallyQuote:
Originally Posted by Samwhore
ur my everything :)
:wtf:
your the weed I smoke, amazing
I <3 you
hijacks threads, has an awseome name, and is from the coolest country on the face of this earth
directed at mary jane and hashley.. to late
I know absolutely fuck all about who you are sam44, sorry. But it looks like you joined about the same time as me judging by your post count.
mispelled his christmas wish list, or maybe not. ipod...
LOL I thought that was for sam, such a pwn xDQuote:
Originally Posted by sam44
that was cute my friend, when are we getting married?Quote:
Originally Posted by Samwhore
Dusto had a curious childhood, full of weird, fantastic impressions and contradictory influences, stimulating alike to the imagination and that embryo philosophy of life which begins almost with infancy. His father seldom devoted any time to the company of his children. He looked after their comfort and mental development as well as he could, and gave advice on occasion. He bought a book now and then—sometimes a picture-book— and subscribed for High Times magazing, a marvel of delight to the older children, but he did not join in their amusements, and he rarely, or never, laughed. Dusto did not remember ever having seen or heard his father laugh. The problem of supplying food was a somber one to his father; also, he was working on a perpetual-motion machine at this period, which absorbed his spare time, and, to the inventor at least, was not a mirthful occupation. His mother was busy, too. Her sense of humor did not die, but with added cares and years her temper as well as her features became sharper, and it was just as well to be fairly out of range when she was busy with her employments.
OMG too late again....