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extazy Pom Pom Pom | Reprise du message précédent : |
Publicité | Posté le 24-11-2004 à 00:20:52 ![]() ![]() |
D_Zoolander |
--------------- At the Derek Zoolander Center For Children Who Can't Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too, we teach you that there's more to life than being really, really good looking. |
HumanRAGE Rage d'être un Humain...LIBRE! |
sur la bequille --------------- When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist. Helder Camara | Telling your employees they're "family" is the corporate equivalent of saying "I love you" to a sex worker. |
Prems Just a lie |
Gordon Shumway Ça fout la frousse. |
zigmounette Freudo-spinoziste convaincue |
--------------- N.B.: mon avatar, c'est pas moi, c'est Bob Dylan... «Don't know how it all got started, I don't know what they're doin' with their lives, but me, I'm still on the road...» Tangled up in blue, by Bob Dylan |
Fendnts My fading voice sings of love |
--------------- (un posteur anonyme m'a renseigné là dessus tout à l'heure) |
Gordon Shumway Ça fout la frousse. | Bien sûr. |
Publicité | Posté le 24-11-2004 à 08:29:21 ![]() ![]() |
freaxinthenight |
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Gordon Shumway Ça fout la frousse. |
C'est pour ça que quand ça m'arrive, j'ai envie d'être tranquille. |
zigmounette Freudo-spinoziste convaincue |
--------------- N.B.: mon avatar, c'est pas moi, c'est Bob Dylan... «Don't know how it all got started, I don't know what they're doin' with their lives, but me, I'm still on the road...» Tangled up in blue, by Bob Dylan |
Caleb2000 You can't fool the fool | Post...Mortem --------------- Fucking Hostile / Bust up, Tune down, Sabb off... / Dead Sex on my tongue |
Ciler |
--------------- And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. Revelations 6:8 |
Leg9 Fire walk with me |
Et avec sa soeur, non? --------------- If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself, I would find a way... "Loreleï's dead ; Heaven is about to fuzz." |
Ciler |
Toujours a l'affut --------------- And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. Revelations 6:8 |
Leg9 Fire walk with me |
J'ai déjà lu ça quelque part... --------------- If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself, I would find a way... "Loreleï's dead ; Heaven is about to fuzz." |
Ciler |
C'est que ca doit etre vrai --------------- And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. Revelations 6:8 |
D_Zoolander |
--------------- At the Derek Zoolander Center For Children Who Can't Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too, we teach you that there's more to life than being really, really good looking. |
D_Zoolander |
--------------- At the Derek Zoolander Center For Children Who Can't Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too, we teach you that there's more to life than being really, really good looking. |
morgoth1 Agathe ze Céleste powah§§§ | Bonjour les gens --------------- Profil Steam | Envie de faire un ptit cadeau original ? C'est par ici ! | Profil G+ |
freaxinthenight | trop poli pour être honnête |
morgoth1 Agathe ze Céleste powah§§§ |
--------------- Profil Steam | Envie de faire un ptit cadeau original ? C'est par ici ! | Profil G+ |
jonas c'est mon identité |
--------------- et voilà |
Ciler |
--------------- And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. Revelations 6:8 |
Ciler |
--------------- And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. Revelations 6:8 |
Fendnts My fading voice sings of love |
--------------- (un posteur anonyme m'a renseigné là dessus tout à l'heure) |
Fendnts My fading voice sings of love |
--------------- (un posteur anonyme m'a renseigné là dessus tout à l'heure) |
Gordon Shumway Ça fout la frousse. |
Il a dit que non il y a 3 semaines, hein. |
Fendnts My fading voice sings of love |
--------------- (un posteur anonyme m'a renseigné là dessus tout à l'heure) |
jonas c'est mon identité |
Gordon Shumway Ça fout la frousse. |
Il a toujours dit qu'il ne le ferait pas... Ensuite, c'est Mira Nair qui a refusé le projet. Le réalisateur sera un quasi-inconnu (c'est pas signé, mais bon): David Yates.
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jonas c'est mon identité | il est pas si con que ça, donc. --------------- et voilà |
jonas c'est mon identité | and all the fat-skinny people... --------------- et voilà |
Ciler |
--------------- And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. Revelations 6:8 |
Fendnts My fading voice sings of love |
--------------- (un posteur anonyme m'a renseigné là dessus tout à l'heure) |
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