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I sit in the moss as the clock strikes three. There is time to remember. To Sugar, lost in violence, struck with the irony of modernity. To my children, in a world where Ozymandias and Ginsberg reign. Better times been seen, where there was a dream. but the bullet flies faster. Fast is where we're going When sugar slipped me the slippers from under the step-sisters, time seemed slow. but now with methamphetamines and promiscuous drag queens, where is the time? Now with heart disease and ensla...

I sit in the moss as the clock strikes three. There is time to remember. To Sugar, lost in violence, struck with the irony of modernity. To my children, in a world where Ozymandias and Ginsberg reign. Better times been seen, where there was a dream. but the bullet flies faster. Fast is where we're going When sugar slipped me the slippers from under the step-sisters, time seemed slow. but now with methamphetamines and promiscuous drag queens, where is the time? Now with heart disease and ensla...

Adolf Hitler Chancellor of the Weimar Republic 2625 Schnitzel Way State of Berlin January 31, 1933 Dear Mr. Edgar Allen Poe: It is as if we are conjoined in a time-defying bond, Edgar. For I, Adolf Hitler, am your most ardent admirer, and I understand your innermost feelings, for such feelings I have felt too. Ooo, how the cruel winds of time have stripped from me all things pleasant! How the hands of war have savagely beaten all the green out of the forests I longed to dance in, and all the ...

Adolf Hitler Chancellor of the Weimar Republic 2625 Schnitzel Way State of Berlin January 31, 1933 Dear Mr. Edgar Allen Poe: It is as if we are conjoined in a time-defying bond, Edgar. For I, Adolf Hitler, am your most ardent admirer, and I understand your innermost feelings, for such feelings I have felt too. Ooo, how the cruel winds of time have stripped from me all things pleasant! How the hands of war have savagely beaten all the green out of the forests I longed to dance in, and all the ...

Moans reverberate in my ears. No woman can doubt my sexual prowess. Not even _Sand Storm_ could droan out the noises that are ultimetly born from my tongue. They just can't help it; shit feels so good. Goddamn she's loud! Naruto's a fuckin' mute by comparison. Crap! Gotta pull an Atl-tab. Not that fucktard again. I'm right in the middle of vasoline time, and this douchebag pulls out his sword. Unfuckin believable. You think you see all the assholeism possible in Azeroth, and then suddenly Drk...