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haha holy poo poo beet
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Feb 2, 2015 12:45
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*stands off to the side, being quietly but unbelievably sexy*
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Feb 3, 2015 10:44
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Asphyxious posted:Anime Dave tags self back in as new role after day 1 lynch
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Feb 3, 2015 10:44
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Asphyxious posted:Harold was in mine too but
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Feb 3, 2015 10:48
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my bountiful anus sheds a single tear of pride to see my memory honoured in such a way (i'm dead/permabanned for the purposes of this exercise, but my breasts live on)
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Feb 4, 2015 00:54
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~ a sweaty breeze blows through the hills and thigh gaps of the land, titillating the fresh summer grass. the sky is a limpid blue. clouds ovulate on the far horizon. to the west lies the great ocean, its shores strewn with aphrodesiac purple kelp and crawling with hermitcocks ~
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Feb 4, 2015 03:24
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~ a cool wind stirs bees' erogenous zones, whatever those may be. in its breath you hear a sultry voice whisper, "no, you don't have to vote every day, but you'll have to justify not voting to the other players or they'll think you're trying to stall, which is a scum tactic". then the breeze dies down, leaving only a faint sprinkling of dew upon the grasses ~
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Feb 4, 2015 03:52
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~ the sun rises ripe and tumescent over the sexy little town. wildflowers blossom in the meadows, birds ejaculate in the trees, the waves nibble delicately at the sweet pale thighs of the beach. in the main street the bosoms are bouncing and jostling as always, but now there's a somber atmosphere that's totally at odds with the alluring scenery. evil has touched the hearts and scrotums of this magical valley. will its citizens ever be the same? ~
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Feb 4, 2015 22:49
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ladies and gentlemen my breasts.
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Feb 9, 2015 08:30
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i wrote beet's lynch on the second day and then it was starting to look like we wouldn't even get to use it, because everyone should have gone "hey gaspy was gunning hard for beet and now he's dead, does this seem fishy" and instead they went "tooty poo, i'm a horny little vegemite *puts finger in bum*"
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Feb 9, 2015 09:08
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to gaspy's credit, he was sending me furious "LYNCH BEET" messages as soon as his testicle bit the dust
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Feb 9, 2015 09:09
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also the story of how beet's lynch was written is that i found out gaspy had been nightkilled and then, over the next few hours, the scene of a huge vagina transmogrifying into a double down dog and menacing a bunch of screaming scrotums coalesced in my imagination and i needed to purge it from my mind before it damaged me permanently
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Asphyxious posted:Thats less to my credit and more the primal rage I manifest when I know something and people don't listen. I was reminded of your
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