Do You Have A Myspace?

Gotta Myspace Page?

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WarmFluffyUK said:
Myspace is for kids and the worst part is that they are publishing way too many personal details.
Like what? It's possible to find out a lot of information about most people who publish anything online :S.
 
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Others have linked their Myspace pages so here's mine if y'all give a crap. Here.

I dont use it for messaging much, apart from the bands i have in my friends list. Bebo is where all my friends are at now, so with peer pressure i got one.
 
Ganepark32 said:
Others have linked their Myspace pages so here's mine if y'all give a crap. Here.

I dont use it for messaging much, apart from the bands i have in my friends list. Bebo is where all my friends are at now, so with peer pressure i got one.



QUOTE
I am known as Coyne. I am a living legend where I come from and at the skools I have graced over the years. Thats All U need to know.


Bigheaded much?
 
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Not at all. I am actually know as quite a legend to all my friends from schools past. I'm just passing on the information that they have said to me over the last few years. Nothing big-headed about that now is there? I certainly dont think so.
 
QUOTE
I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable. This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the [ spam word ] cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.
 
TelcoLou, I sense that you are making some sort of comment, but I can't determine what it is. Therefore, I will compose a haiku:

Punk defecation,
Oh thou chaos of excess...
Desecrate our mess.

Ohhhmmmmmmm...
 
TelcoLou said:
QUOTE
I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable. This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the [ spam word ] cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.






Sorry it was so big, but Filth Hole rules.
 
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^ riiiiiight....

On the topic of that blender thing, look out for the wii-mote one that a radio station did. I laughed so hard when the blender stopped working. $400 down the pan. But then it started to work again so it was alrite for them
 
Blah said:
He's a con artist.
ROFL, I'm no con artist. My other three are just for music. I don't give away any important imformation on myspace cause that would be just stupid. I hate it when pre teens and teens my age do that cause they're putting themselves at danger.
 
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facebook ->
facepalmyp6.jpg
 
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i signed up for myspace when it first opened (however many years ago now (2 or so?)) and as much as i say i hate it, i still find myself checking it regularly.

my name is sand_man and i am a myspace whore
 
I never got into Myspace only Facebook. I then created the group Gamepark & Gamepark Holdings Fan Club and all was good. It now has 35 members.

I must admit that I hate all the extra applications that are mostly crap.
 
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