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Join Date: May 2000
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Feb 9th, 2007, 08:34 PM
That'd be awesome.
Lola had just escapen from a vintage jail, complete with ball and chain. I had a chain weighing down on my soul, from killing those cops last night. Why were they shooting at me? Were they working for someone, or were they just doing their jobs? I knew there was an answer, somewhere, but my soul was too sluggish to find it. Lola wasn't wearing a shirt. I knew what had to be done.
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