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11-08-2007, 07:47 PM
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and rock art - the culture of monolith
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11-08-2007, 09:04 PM
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Ink Slinger
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Bah.
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Originally Posted by Wildcard 
I view with distaste the excretions polluting this site, suffering when I read another by-product of the boredom of one with access to a computer and the internet. As I read I feel I am being defecated on, and cling to an idea that one day I may find solace in the words of one who takes pride in their work.
Last edited by The Backward OX : 11-08-2007 at 09:26 PM.
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11-08-2007, 10:37 PM
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Ink Slinger
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Baron
And on top of all that you have Dame Edna, the monolith of culture.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Cran
and rock art - the culture of monolith
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That's clever
(x 2)
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Originally Posted by Wildcard
I view with distaste the excretions polluting this site, suffering when I read another by-product of the boredom of one with access to a computer and the internet. As I read I feel I am being defecated on, and cling to an idea that one day I may find solace in the words of one who takes pride in their work.
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