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Sith Master
people freak me out, out here. i went to a few places since i got out here to Arizona and everyone speaks to me in spanish. though, chammorro & spanish are essentially the same... it still freaks me out.
El mas chingon!
Expect more of it. Arizona is full of Mexicans.
Enjoy the food. Me and Omnae can recommend the carne asada.
Enjoy the food. Me and Omnae can recommend the carne asada.
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a swell guy.
i have to wonder whether if i hadn't started losing my mind a year and a half ago, threads titled like this one might mercifully not exist.
so he's posting again.
cough, cough.
cough, cough.
Sith Master
i'll have to order that sometime. Im pretty much getting used to being called a mexican, great discounts and the resturants.
El mas chingon!
Love it. I order it everytime.
Omnae does as well.
Omnae does as well.
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Kneel Before Zod!
yum yum yum... with fresh homemade flour tortillas.
El mas chingon!
Goddamn... now I am getting hungry for it.
Damn you.
Damn you.
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Imperial Baron-Admiral<br><i>I am more honourable than thou!</i>
OMG - -this is a travesty!!!!!
My archenemy is.....cute!!?!?!?!
My archenemy is.....cute!!?!?!?!
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Bounty Hunter
Not just cute; adorable!
a swell guy.
see i used to have the singular claim of intoxication on this board; now i share it with others who mistakenly believe that the ridiculous music they listen to while substances inhibit their ability to reason are the absolute end of the world.
drags me out; by my nakedness; by my own sweet smell; i know hate.
i take comfort in knowing i've forced my own songwriting influences on those with no interest in music. i've been drowned out by the rain, still i'm wishing i could stay, but i'm sorry my old friend i've got to leave you once again...
drags me out; by my nakedness; by my own sweet smell; i know hate.
i take comfort in knowing i've forced my own songwriting influences on those with no interest in music. i've been drowned out by the rain, still i'm wishing i could stay, but i'm sorry my old friend i've got to leave you once again...
so he's posting again.
cough, cough.
cough, cough.