Well well well.... look what the mangy fags dragged in...
I'm seeing a real lack of work from you Ads. (Yes, i'm now calling you Ads. Mostly cause it's posh and "in" sounding. But mostly cause it's one letter away from 'aids'.)

And glad you've been enjoying my work. That's a laugh though, about me sueing you, and you having to kick my ass....


We all know you really meant "lick"...

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"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance amidst the black seas of infinity; and it was not meant that we should stray far."

Youre art scares the hell out of me. You need councilling or more likely a pschiatrist man cheer up lifes not so bad haha

bex

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The meaning of life is a biscuit!

AH HA!! Not if I rape you first. If that happens, then even if you rape me afterwards, I'll still be able to turn around and say "been there, done that, you were crap!"
You see Adam, yeah...yeah, yeah?! You gotta know the habits of the "Brockasaurus", before you just jump in there and rape it.

MON THE BIFFY!!

By the way, on your DevID, it says you hate me. Chemical = emo.

oh God not YOU!

heh only jokin' How are ya?

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Wasting your time since 1985

Orful films---> [link]

Orful Comics--->
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Adam adam, now you have a proper stalker! Wherever you go I will find you!! You should have come to Bradford it was ace fun. And there were naked ladies dancing around serving us drinks. You would have enjoyed it.

Adam

Where are you,
wonder I do,
if you truly have,
turned quite blue.

I wrote that for you right now. Honoured you are, and yet honour us with your presence, you do not. The days in Hull are long and dull, and increasingly wet. bastard weather. I'm doing my short film in a week and we're filming Tim's from monday, so things are muchly busy. My rooms full of black flowers, a dead stuffed cat that looks like its sleeping, a grammophone and the bits of a scarecrow costume.

When are you coming Adam? We wish to know.

Your old chum, Owen et al at le abode 9 Jarratt street.

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'My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch' - Jack

why Mr Fatts how have you been?
luv Chezz xxxxxxxxxxxx

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*~I lean against the wind pretend that I am weightless and in this moment I am happy~*

Ohhh Fatts-yyy... You came, and brought me a turke-yyy
On my dA away from.... slackin' off..yyy....

...yea

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"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance amidst the black seas of infinity; and it was not meant that we should stray far."