I laughed out loud....
Cunt
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I laughed out loud....
Cunt
I laughed at your mom
I laughed at my mum too.
Cunt
Yeah I would
Peem
Lets leave the mothers out of this one yeah? Besides, your mothers need a break, life wasn't doing them any favors with you bunch.
I am the Infantry. I am my country’s strength in war, her deterrent in peace. I am the heart of the fight… wherever, whenever. I carry America’s faith and honor against her enemies. I am the Queen of Battle. I am what my country expects me to be, the best trained Soldier in the world. In the race for victory, I am swift, determined, and courageous, armed with a fierce will to win. Never will I fail my country’s trust. Always I fight on…through the foe, to the objective, to triumph overall. If necessary, I will fight to my death. By my steadfast courage, I have won more than 200 years of freedom. I yield not to weakness, to hunger, to cowardice, to fatigue, to superior odds, For I am mentally tough, physically strong, and morally straight. I forsake not, my country, my mission, my comrades, my sacred duty. I am relentless. I am always there, now and forever. I AM THE INFANTRY! FOLLOW ME!
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I'm sorry, but life giving my mother me definitely was a favour.
Cunt
(August 29, 2011 at 4:40 pm)Rhythm Wrote: What ends up happening, Frankie, is that in any drag out war between competent adversaries there is bound to be some crossover in methodology. To combat Sae in our post skirmish I have predictably drifted into her sort of irrelevant but mild psychosis. You have to be willing to fight the enemy on their own soil. You've won, I clearly can't defeat you But I shall fight till the last anyway! NEVER LET THEM RELAX! BREAK THEIR SPIRITS! Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
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