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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 20:10:49 GMT -5
lets play a game. the winner of the first round with the most correct answers wins 20 posts to their post count. wooooooo ahhhhhhhhh oooooooooooohhhhhhhh. once the correct answer is given. the question is done...no more answers. i will ask ALL the questions in this round. if someone else wants to ask the questions for the next round PM me. this may take a few days but LETS GO! :woot:
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 20:12:01 GMT -5
the first round is going to be: WHAT SONG DO THESE LYRICS BELONG TO?
:le: means the question has been anwered!
READY!! WE'RE STARTING OUT EASY!
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'Those demi-gods with their nine inch nails and little fascist panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girl.'
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Post by T.C. on Dec 19, 2004 20:22:59 GMT -5
um.. alex is it precious things for a hundred?
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 22:19:37 GMT -5
um.. alex is it precious things for a hundred? correct! :le:
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 22:35:40 GMT -5
'Heard the eternal footman bought himself a bike to race.'
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 22:35:55 GMT -5
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 22:37:06 GMT -5
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Post by T.C. on Dec 19, 2004 22:49:45 GMT -5
correct! 'Tuna, rubber. A little blubber in my igloo' marianne....
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Post by Pelesfury - a way of life on Dec 19, 2004 22:52:34 GMT -5
'Greeting the monster in our Easter dresses. Father says, 'Bow your heads like the Good Book says'' ICICLE
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 22:56:02 GMT -5
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 22:56:19 GMT -5
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 23:00:09 GMT -5
:le:
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 23:00:26 GMT -5
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Post by Sugarknickers on Dec 19, 2004 23:00:46 GMT -5
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Post by BR on Dec 19, 2004 23:06:52 GMT -5
'Is that what I taste, your supernova juice?' BLISS 'I could just pretend that you love me. The night would lose all sense of fear. But why do I need you to love me, when you can't hold what I hold dear?' LEATHER 'It's time to tell the world we both know it was a girl back in Bethlehem.' MUHAMMAD MY FRIEND you're such a girl thingy, my sweet boy
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