Thursday, December 28, 2006

My cherished childhood memories lie in smoking ruin. Destruction and misery. All that is beautiful and good has vanished from the world.

The horror. The horror.

Such dirty deeds.
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3 comments:

Big Ell said...

Even though Brian Johnson penned it, Bon Scott is rolling in his grave

11:33 PM
Anonymous said...

I'm looking for this one in the book of Revelations as a clear sign of the coming apocalypse.It's gotta be there somewhere.
End Times, Brother! REPENT!

2:11 AM
P.I.M.P said...

Thanks a lot, you just ruined my Saturday.

4:33 PM

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