Viking Pete wrote:zomg, half my age!
i buy the good stuff...12 yr old. liquid gold.
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LaurenTheLush |
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Viking Pete wrote:zomg, half my age! |
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Viking Pete |
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i would say you both are in your prime.
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LaurenTheLush |
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I'd agree with that.
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Vicconius |
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No belly button piercing here, sailor.
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LaurenTheLush |
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lolol. Get it done Vicc, I bet you could pull it off.
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Monsieur Muggles |
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Has CBR been alerted that Pete has posted a pic of her dog yet?
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Viking Pete |
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wtf are you talkin' about?
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LaurenTheLush |
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Pete's a dawg?
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Viking Pete |
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someone goin' to die...soon.
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Monsieur Muggles |
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Isn't that her av in the pic in the background? That's all.
(I blame the whiskey) |
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LaurenTheLush |
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pwnt. |
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tdugan333 |
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Viking Pete looks like a SERIOUS hoot to hang out with. If it wasn't against etiquette that pic would be my new desktop background. Speaking of Peaches
For Free I may or may not have ran into an old friend who may or may not have been in PUSA who may or may not have said they are putting out a new album.
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Viking Pete |
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don't fuck an insane Viking on whiskey...heh |
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LaurenTheLush |
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lololol I love how the bottle is halfway lower than it was.
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tdugan333 |
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Seriously Pete can I please make that my desktop? That's fucking awesome.
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Viking Pete |
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that's a WWII German bayonet. 10" of instant massive blood loss.
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Viking Pete |
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lol...come back Muggles. just fuckin' with you buddy.
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SurvivorArctic |
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Viking Pete wrote: This must be quoted on every page for the awesomeness that is the CC. oh and VP with the deadly weapon. |
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Viking Pete |
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a dood awhile back warned me he was goin' to get the local Angels after me for fuckin' with him. problem for him was I went to school with 1/2 of the chapter. still, i still felt better caring it under my coat. you never know... |
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SurvivorArctic |
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A friend of mine found her old man's head in a box. He carried one of those, too.
Awww, hell, let's have a drink:
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