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Post by The Bells Of Road on Sept 19, 2007 2:34:01 GMT -5
It was a dark summer night in Oak Land. Betchy Mulgurand was an interesting human and ready for a change. Betchy's spouse was down south and nothing corresponded with the flatching grimace of the burn. What candid reminder could flashback to this opportunity? Notwitstanding, Jamie Dulroy, just back from the North couldn't be bothered for a lashing. How will Betchy respond when Jamie decks the cards from above, silencing the discretion the town is due? The Bells Of Oak Road dares to dream and fly vividly in the reader's perspective. What dreams are awoken and why do they insist on startling the new horizon? This is what The Bells Of Oak Road thrive to consider.
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Post by Baubles on Sept 23, 2007 16:24:03 GMT -5
Man, come down from your acid trip! The last time I saw a startled horizon was after an all night party with my buddies, chewing peyote and guzzling Millers. I still don't know why was more startled; me or that wretched horizon.
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Post by Assault Your Senses Inc on Oct 5, 2007 3:50:44 GMT -5
Acid trips with ringing bells, peyote visions! That's what I'm talking about. Get down and dirty. Let it all hang out! Send your most pornographic material to Assault Your Senses. You can't imagine how much we would appreciate it.
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