its that tiem of year again all you boys and girls from tampa know
it Howl-O-Scream this is i think year 7 for me
It starts with the dreams those horable horable dreams
then that smell when ever you pass by bush gardens
then then*brakes down in to tears* the suming letter
but once you get that letter in had you know you feel that beast inside of you grow and grow that littel voice in side of you head is now screaming"hey lets go scare the shit out of the littel blonde girl" and "that big gansta mo'fo will be crying like the littel bitch he is soon"
happy hountings
my familur died at 6'o'clock this moring
he ment the world to me
i rember finding him under neathe that phone booth the cold rainy day
farewell and safe travels over Bifrost
prince Buu Buu cuteie toes
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