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4 years ago ::
Nov 12, 2009 - 4:19PM
#321
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Date Joined:
Oct 26, 2009
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granted. the economy crashes from your credit card wish, and a mob kills you and takes all your stuff in anger.
I wish that neither Eragon nor Twilight ever existed!
Granted! Since neither should have seen print in the first place, the world is a quieter place... Until all the rabid fans decide you are the subject of their total admiration, and descend on your house.
They cost you your job, house, and family with their incessant whining about how cool you are, and you wind up a broken, hollow shell shrivelled up on a street in Harlem praying for a gang war.
I wish people would stop abusing children.
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3 years ago ::
Nov 24, 2009 - 12:54AM
#322
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Date Joined:
Aug 21, 2008
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granted. the economy crashes from your credit card wish, and a mob kills you and takes all your stuff in anger.
I wish that neither Eragon nor Twilight ever existed!
Granted! Since neither should have seen print in the first place, the world is a quieter place... Until all the rabid fans decide you are the subject of their total admiration, and descend on your house.
They cost you your job, house, and family with their incessant whining about how cool you are, and you wind up a broken, hollow shell shrivelled up on a street in Harlem praying for a gang war.
I wish people would stop abusing children.
Granted! All children disappear, and everyone else is rendered infertile. No more children, so no more abuse.
I wish the previous poster hadn't made me screw up such an admirable wish.
I killed Aleena.
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3 years ago ::
Dec 04, 2009 - 3:50AM
#323
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Date Joined:
Oct 26, 2009
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granted. the economy crashes from your credit card wish, and a mob kills you and takes all your stuff in anger.
I wish that neither Eragon nor Twilight ever existed!
Granted! Since neither should have seen print in the first place, the world is a quieter place... Until all the rabid fans decide you are the subject of their total admiration, and descend on your house.
They cost you your job, house, and family with their incessant whining about how cool you are, and you wind up a broken, hollow shell shrivelled up on a street in Harlem praying for a gang war.
I wish people would stop abusing children.
Granted! All children disappear, and everyone else is rendered infertile. No more children, so no more abuse.
I wish the previous poster hadn't made me screw up such an admirable wish.
Granted!
There is Ebil in the world again, and it's all your fault. You are hunted down and strung up by your entrails for your crimes.
I wish there was a way to fix the people who would intentionally hurt others for their own amusement. Or at least make them stop doing such things to the unwilling.
-Sarena
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