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[09 Sep 2003|03:00pm] |
i've been neglegent creativity lacking marcus is a schmoe
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[06 Sep 2003|04:23pm] |
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i found a picture of Marcus!

just imagine this with septum ring and a bottle in one hand and you're not too far off!
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[06 Sep 2003|11:43am] |
my head fookin' hurts... i will take some more Lortabs! marcus is a doof.
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| morning blend |
[04 Sep 2003|02:07pm] |
one evening i watched you urinate in your green pants... it was cool.
laying on your lawn facedown in a pool of blood... "help! the bitch stabbed me!"
i really miss the trips to biloxi where i'd watch you lose your shirt.
if i had a rich retarded drunk monkey, it would resemble you.
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[04 Sep 2003|10:34am] |
panic attacks blow but i'm sure you do that too since you are in jail
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[03 Sep 2003|11:51am] |
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i'd like to personally applaud new fellow moderator moderate_sarah... huzzah!
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[03 Sep 2003|11:43am] |
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marcus isn't dead... somehow that just reaffirms my faith in Satan.
when i walk into a bar, i keep expecting to see your stabbed ass.
the sun will never set on the marcus empire... long live the stabbed one!
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[02 Sep 2003|12:24pm] |
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charles bronson died but marcus is still alive so is there a god?
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[01 Sep 2003|02:27am] |
thrown from a window of your home at the motel unconscious in road
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[02 Sep 2003|10:17am] |
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my dear sweet marcus where are you when i need you? oh yeah. you're in jail.
sometimes i think of the good times we used to have when we were both drunk
you're not always lame only when you drink whiskey and when you're breathing
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| lookee! fresh blood! |
[01 Sep 2003|10:54pm] |
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oh my! we have new members!!!
wow... new members and a whopping 33 visits since it's inception... whooooooo! i bake a cake!
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[01 Sep 2003|12:50pm] |
i saw your girlfriend she was with her new boyfriend he wasn't bleeding
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| the beast feeds... |
[28 Aug 2003|02:37pm] |
dropping the charges proves that love is stronger than evisceration
the spirit of punk will never die as long as marcus is alive!
i miss your drunken babble... especially when you get beaten.
man... i got a gun in my shoe 'cause i'm a black star anarchist, man.
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| too early to be clever... |
[28 Aug 2003|07:46am] |
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good morning marcus i hope you slept well last nite you're still in jail though
how did marcus get that gaping wound in his gut? oh right. he is dumb.
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[27 Aug 2003|05:55pm] |
how come no one else will join this community are they lame like him?
if i wrote a song and it was about marcus i would make millions
but soft! what light through yonder window breaks? it is marcus. and he's drunk.
if i talked to god i would ask him how marcus got to be so cool
if i ever get stabbed in the gut by someone i hope it's marcus
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[26 Aug 2003|10:06pm] |
i'm off from work now... 'twas a pretty good first day marcus is a tool.
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| marcus haiku? no... marcus loves you |
[27 Aug 2003|12:59pm] |
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the pain of being stabbed in the stomach isn't stronger than our love.
marcus, what happened to you? oh yes, i forget... you're marcus... fuck, man.
lollipop, q-tip, applehead, fetus... those are some of your nicknames.
let's go downtown and watch marcus get really drunk and get thrown in jail.
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