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Bowie said:
It's literally wall of
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just say what your thinking...wall of...wall of...

:awesome: Wallabies!!!

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also, since i can read your profile Bowie, i humbly request no Rugby player photos...my good rubgy jacket was taken, it was a gift, and it fit me right...:jtc:

it is not about anything more than forum spam posts could be about, Oli...

this being said i am takin' in new dedications now, itching to get away
 
Bowie,

well let's see, quite the scene was created, i chose for us to locate at the more occupied location, the nearest post up spot, a bit of a walk away, but paced perfectly for an ideal smoke to pass the day. :yay:

i shall reveal, that yes, this was my favorite flavor, i was breathing easy, and fun was had by all...i made a small mixtape for background noises, and you didn't complain, i tried to keep the volume conversational, i only looked down because i am so tall.

the spot, a favorite location for those misfit teens, but maybe i scared them all away? perhaps they merely watched from a distance. :grin:

it was a normal enough night, the stars and lights made for some interesting shadows, i suppose...since you are a bit younger than myself, i made sure not to let it show...:P

there were a lot of questions, really, so i did not try to get too deep, or waste our time... i had fun though, and after it was done, we parted ways as per usual, not sure when we'll meet again, but impressed with the prose, another look by me, mine just a lonley pose, later for another time.
 
Nathan Drake,

it was a good smoke, something wanted by all, most of the time. i took the moments to enjoy it, but to say i felt an emotion, joy, or happiness, would be a statement made only because i did not follow through with the examination of myself, something i am continually guilty of

i played some hard music for us, something very serious, even the crack in the concretes could not pretend to hear what was sounded. :|

the notes, and letter formations were strung together in such a way, that i was forced into expelling something evil, a sinister rhyme, that i only thought of, and later forgot, never regretfully. :whistle:

many different events happened, and the venom of the situation was absorbed fully, only helping me regain inner strength, and resolve, used strictly to pay those forward, in ways they could never dream of. Sharing something from my occlusion, and forcing upon them the will of secrets they hoped to forget, perhaps merely my lot in life. ^_^
 
The Doctor,

The smokes were delightful, I quite enjoyed it, each small saunter into flavor, and the pleasures of a session break. :giggle:

I, for one, and happy to have figured out new, different, and enjoyable ways to force women into writing for us, it seems to have made something in the future, immeasurably easier, and for this only hinted excitement could be effortlessly contained into my tiny lost chamber of secrets, depth, and child like character, of ultimate ironic fortitutde. :lew:

Nothing to muck up my apparal, or endanger the bliss of essence, which has been kept locked under appeals and dismembered totems, carefully reconstructed through the facade of lies and truths, so eloquently mastered throughout training in otherwise deinstitutionalized peripherals.

and for this an ending a solace and perhaps mercurial satisfaction found an appropriate entrance...^_^
 
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