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Its marketed at a "shoulder massager", but I, we, know better..

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"No one likes shit, so why make us look at it in your gallery?!"
and/or
"Even if you put a bow on it, shit is still gonna look like shit. Re: Your shitty art."

~Estevan R.~

I TOLD MY FRIEND ABOUT WORK SUPPLIES

She couldn't stop laughing. xD

KEEP PICKIN' THAT COTTON A'FORE MASTER BEAT YOU, LOOSHUS

--
"The antics of Sergei Rachmaninov..."

:B

Are you... in the right gallery?

If you are ( I hope so ), thank you very, very much! That made me really happy.

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

I just comment on good art.

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

Thank you for the !

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So open your eyes child,
Let’s be on our way.
Broken windows and ashes
Are guiding the way.
rise against.

I'm NOT Wapanese.
I'm fucking asian.
Bitch.

Love your gallery. Your photos are teh bomb and your sketches 'tis uber cool... jeez... I'm starting to type like a teen... ><

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"No one likes shit, so why make us look at it in your gallery?!"
and/or
"Even if you put a bow on it, shit is still gonna look like shit. Re: Your shitty art."

~Estevan R.~

Thanks for the kind words

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mew. My art feels neglected as no one comments on it T-T

xD
MMMM, JIMMY DEAN *Ross scarfs down sausages and licks fingers like Deep South soul momma*
SMACK SMACK : D

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Or we could have printed this picture out and waved it round until he noticed...

--
"The antics of Sergei Rachmaninov..."

:B

AH YEAH, I NEVER TOLD YE

My friend and I saw a fruity fruit fruit metrosexual in a DC restaurant last weekend who, according to her looked just like that character Ross. She kept swearing it was him, so we walked by his table about fifty times shouting things like "HEY MOON *Cough*" "THINGS-HAVE-CHANGED *Coughhack*" to see if he'd notice, but he never did. :B

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"The antics of Sergei Rachmaninov..."

:B

Yes, I yam right here! Lurking, but still here!

I'mma chop up food at the Germanfest tomorrow.

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

Cano, Doreean, Lewis?
Are you still there?
Living and all that jazz?

--
Be above the influence! Smoke pot and have sex at 15!
Disclaimer: I have no idea what disclaimer means. But my pants are cooler than yours. So yeah.

'70s?! That's the best compliment ever, thank you!

And the campaign is not over... You will take over the world yet!

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

I really like your style! It's so abstract and....1970's. YOU WIN.

And thank you so much for the favorite! By adding any of my pictures to your list, you are contributing to my campaign to take OVER THE WORLD!! >: D BWAHAHAHAHAAA!!...ah...ehem...your contribution is very appreciated. Much love.

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Northern downpour sends its love...

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

Well, of course! : DDD

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

Oh god, sorry for writing back SO late! Thanks so very much! I feel honoured! >w<

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Oh Mr. Todd I'm so happy! *kiss*
I could *kiss*
Eat you up, I really could!
You know what I'd like to do, Mr. Todd? *kiss*
What I dream *kiss*
If the business stays as good?
Where I'd really like to go,
In a year or so?

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

thanks a gazillion for the fave!

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I live in very depressing circumstances. It would help if the ozone layer had no holes or that analytical geometry was banned in every country. But I manage.

Of course. : D

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

thanks for the welcome

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absence makes a strong love stronger &
a weak love weaker. like the wind blows
out a candle but fans a fire. <3

thanks for the :+watch:
i appreciate it

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All request spaces are taken... now doing commissions... check my journal and work and send me a note if u are interested!

Ha, I finally found out what deviantart does with all the money from subscriptions- [link]

volme embora pois meu down acabo
boa noite pra vc
sendo mulher
e se homem :*
bjim

i cara nem ligo
tem neguinho que fico puto pq passei o numero de paginas
HSUIASHUASHASUIHASUIH
só pra zua mesmo. o que parada é essa que tu é ?

E eu aqui, morrendo de rir!

Olha os coitados dos gringos pedindo pra você tirar... Não tira não!

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I rise at eleven, I dine about two
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap

owww mais tinha outro gringo fzndo isso
AHSUASHUASHASUUASHUh
ai eu tbm começei a faze