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Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased)

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Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 02:45:00 PST

RIP

Damn, he was only 20. http://www.skateboarding.com/skate/news/article/0,23271,1596 724,00.html
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 03:37:00 PST

RIP

Damn, he was only 20. http://www.skateboarding.com/skate/news/article/0,23271,1596 724,00.html
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 03:38:00 PST

It was a bright sunny morning...

...and three rambunctious rabbits were bouncing by their hole. The first rabbit, a gambler, was peering over his aviator sunglasses at the others. "Boys!" he cried, drunkenly "Boys, let's fuckin' have...
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 03:37:00 PST

Nice cat story for Champ

Once upon a time there was a little cat who lived in a hat factory. He used to skip across the factory floor every morning and rub his little furry head up against the legs of the workers as they arri...
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 02:34:00 PST

Dog four

'Trisha' was on the telly. She was talking to a guy who liked to get drunk and punch his girlfriend in the face. He was clenching his jaw in between every forced utterance and his eyes were full of ra...
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 03:48:00 PST

Dog three

On the third day I woke late. I didn't have to go to work, so there seemed no point rising early. When I saw the dog I snapped. I couldn't help slamming my fist into the wall by my bed and swearing 'C...
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 04:40:00 PST

More floating dog.

For the rest of that week the dog was ever present. When I woke up each morning, there it was. It was the first thing I saw as I opened my eyes. Hovering. Silent. China-doll like. During the days it w...
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 02:30:00 PST

The crying dog

In January of this year I woke up cold as usual and reached out gingerly into the icy air from under my duvet to retrieve a fleecy sweatshirt from the floor near my bed. I put it on under the covers a...
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 02:08:00 PST

My role model.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C%C3%BAchulainn...
Posted by Seaby Spïnk Staps (deceased) on Sat, 13 Jan 2007 10:44:00 PST