

Like a Man "Please," he whimpered, eyes cast up from the polished linoleum as if in prayer, a single rivulet of blood trickling from a nostril. "I I have a family." "A family?" Charlie glanced from one crumpled heap of flesh and gristle to another, a distinct disinterest building behind insect black eyes. "How many kids?" "I t-two." "Boy or girl?" "Both boys." He squatted next to the man, spinning the massive .357 on his finger like the protagonist of some spaghetti western. The barrel whirled around the blur of his hand like Death's private helicopter, gaining and losing momeLike a Man
Joe: Character
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c (")(") -> "AH! A link"
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Dear Dorothy,
Hate Ozz, took the shoes
Find your own way home.
Toto
Dorothy got OWNED...
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Dear Dorothy,
Hate Ozz, took the shoes
Find your own way home.
Toto
Dorothy got OWNED...
Seriously, it made my day.
I forgot what it was like to have people actually do that.
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I am nothing more than a (sic) maggot4life.
nice gallery
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Linelana....
change your world...
change your rules
change your mind...
!!!!
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How hard rock can you be in pink boots?!
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