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Considering his occupation is clown and his species is troll... Probably not.

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Originally posted by tomtom232
Considering his occupation is clown and his species is troll... Probably not.
Genus, troll; species, clown. Clown: a species of troll.

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Good Boy, show people your true character!

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Originally posted by tomtom232
Considering his occupation is clown and his species is troll... Probably not.
And you are a rocket scientist filling in time in a chess forum, talking like homer simpson. I suppose he is your hero too.

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Originally posted by Bosse de Nage
Genus, troll; species, clown. Clown: a species of troll.
Atta Boy Bosse hog stay on side, be a good yes boy.

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Originally posted by Emashi
The sand and swamps are apart of our souls.
The big blue sky is what we follow.
At night we raid, and day and night the blood baths continue.
We march endlessly, with no purpose but to march.
Till our feet blister and bleed, but we still march.
Mindlessly like zombies.
We listen to the steady pattern of our feet hitting the sand.
PAT, PAT,PAT.

The g ...[text shortened]... for what we believe.
We kill for what we believe.
We DIE for what we believe.
THIS IS WAR!!
Hahahahahahahahahaa

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Originally posted by Daemon Sin
OH NOES! Did another one of your boyfriends throw a hissy fit and cancel his subscription?!
no, i'm still here. why...what did you hear?

i'll die if he's cheating on me, just die

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My country, my country
My country, my land, land of my ancestors
The fighter, the fighter
The fighter, my people, people of perpetuity

With my determination, my fire and the volcano of my revenge
With the longing in my blood for my land and my home
I have climbed the mountains and fought the wars
I have conquered the impossible, and crossed the frontiers

(chorus)

With the resolve of the winds and the fire of the guns
And the determination of my nation in the land of struggle
Palestine is my home, Palestine is my fire,
Palestine is my revenge and the land of endurance

(chorus)

By the oath under the shade of the flag
By my land and nation, and the fire of pain
I will live as a fighter, I will remain a fighter,
I will end as a fighter - until my country returns

(chorus)

Also:

O Homeland of the Prophets, integrate.
O Homeland of the Farmers, integrate.
O Homeland of the Martyrs, integrate.
O Homeland of the Lost, integrate.

For all the mountain's passes
Are a continuation of this anthem.

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A cockroach in the concrete, courthouse tan and beady eyes.
A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies.
A little man with a big eraser, changing history
Procedures that hes programmed to, all he hears and sees.

Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue.
Make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you.

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was.
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws.
Follow the instructions of the new ways evil book of rules.
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools.

You say youve got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
Dont try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come.
I believe my kingdom will come.


F is for fighting,
R is for red,ancestors blood in battles theyve shed.
E, we elect them,
E we eject them,in the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
D, for your dying,
O your overture,
M, they will cover your grave with manure.
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me,
As long as theres a p.m.r.c.

F is for fighting,
R is for red,ancestors blood in battles theyve shed.
E, we elect them,
E we eject them,in the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
D, for your dying,
O your overture,
M is for money and you know what that cures.
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me,
As long as theres a p.m.r.c.

Put your hand right up my shirt,
Pull the strings that make me work,
Jaws will part, words fall out,
Like a fish with hook in mouth.

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was.
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws.
Follow the instructions of the new ways evil book of rules.
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools.

Im not a fish

I'm a man


Hook

In

Mouth

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This is war. 😞

http://tinyurl.com/fzryo

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Originally posted by huckleberryhound
A cockroach in the concrete, courthouse tan and beady eyes.
A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies.
A little man with a big eraser, changing history
Procedures that hes programmed to, all he hears and sees.

Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue.
Make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you.

R ...[text shortened]... s, the files and records in the schools.

Im not a fish

I'm a man


Hook

In

Mouth
Good one!

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Originally posted by Very Rusty
And you are a rocket scientist filling in time in a chess forum, talking like homer simpson. I suppose he is your hero too.
Actually I don't really know much about rockets.

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Originally posted by Bosse de Nage
Genus, troll; species, clown. Clown: a species of troll.
Ah. I see now. Thank you for the correction.


Rusty the Troll Clown.

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Originally posted by tomtom232
Ah. I see now. Thank you for the correction.


Rusty the Troll Clown.
What are you going to do, when you don't haev Boss Hog around to do you thinking for you, not that he reeks of intelligence.

What you two clowns don't realize is we are trolls everyone that posts and reposts.