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I have a cat. He is pretty damn groovy and loving, albeit fat and borderline retarded. You couldn’t use him for tracking your run-away slaves or anything like that, but if you need someone to sit like a dead weight in your lap while you watch “Heartbeat”, he is your man.

Any Heartbeat fans on here?

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Redondo becomes redundant. DIAGF

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I don’t remember the good old days because I’m a jaded old man. My memory could be compared to that of a goldfish. I wake up at night with my bedclothes soiled. The crippling fear every morning as I wake and have to re-live the day I was changed. My life is a Lovecraftian nightmare. You know not of my plight, or the gifts I have been bestowed by those you could not gaze upon. Your day will come mortal.

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Rural Savage – Alcohol

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In the time that has passed since my last post, I have journeyed far. I have seen unimaginable colours through eyes that are not my own. Colours that mere mortal eyes could not gaze upon. Galaxies burned and civilizations fell as I flew through the universe. I have slept amidst the stars. Onward, forward and backward I will travel. I came to give greetings and well-wishes to ye kind denizens of Fishendia. Be wary Fishonians, something wicked this way comes.

Lost. I am lost in an age of ice and frost. Left behind.

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Switchblade Romance by Blastera – 
http://blasterbramusic.bandcamp.com/track/switchblade-romance

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At least my posting was consistent.. There wasn’t a whole lot else going on

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This thread is now about kissing. OP is a faggot.

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Nuclear Death Terror should release the new LP

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I’ll be whoever actually. New identities could be fun… I can practice for schizophrenia in later life.

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My jimmies are being rustled! I am Irish! DAITHÍ IS AINM DOM!

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I AM NOT FUCKING DAVE. There is more than one person in Ireland…

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I spent last night drinking.

 It was sunny during the day so I went out and drank the cheapest bottle of wine I could find. Admittedly it tasted more like rancid bogwater than wine, but it did the job. Several minutes after letting the fluid pump around my body, I was somewhat inebriated and hungry. At this stage the sun was beginning to sink lower and lower in the sky, once again decreasing the temperature and darkening our drinking spot. 

On the way back to my house I got Chinese food and a friend of mine bought eight cans of cheap, strong cider. Upon arrival at my house, I downloaded “Worms World Party”. It was originally meant to be a small gathering where we had a few drinks and a few laughs, anecdotes would be shared and then I would retire to bed. Alas, we stayed up hyper late drinking said cans and playing Worms. It was a great night and I regret nothing, but now my head hurts. It hurts so much that I can’t be arsed pretending I like fishing anymore. I am Irish, and I am a punk. I just thought it would be funny to rustle ALL of the jimmies. Now that the truth is out, I will no longer pretend to be a fish enthusiast.

Credit where credit is due though, those posts were damn funny.

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What is a troll?

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I feel that I am being victimized and slandered for my mistakes, which is just not fair. Although the audience who read my original posts may be bemused at first – it was an honest slip up. I feel I have given a fair apology in another thread I posted containing links to great punk bands from my country. I thought “punk” was a forgiving community. Sophie’s comment truly does hurt. If you don’t have patience with honest people like me, you couldn’t possibly have patience for fishing.

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