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  • Here since 21 october 2003
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I won’t give you just one because then you won’t come back to my blog. And I would feel bad about it. Seriously.
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Everything is very nice, but you're the same old stingy jerk: with the first release, you didn't give us the handy binder. No no, it doesn't work like that. I might as well make the fabulous as well as useful World Cup medals with Barzagli's face. Without a handy binder, the most you can do is start a Blog (for information, ask MP who is an expert on it).
On On
4 sep 06
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Festwca, nothing is impossible, here's how it works: write On and the title of a song from this album. You find it. Browse the guy who owns that song, find the entire folder, and download the whole folder. Now I want the Nobel for genius.
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Well, the fact that at (as you say) forty years old you spend most of your time here, you’ve written about 200 reviews under eight different names, and when you don’t know what to do, you end up talking to yourself by switching from name to name, and on top of that, you even copy reviews and become angry if someone points it out... to me, this seems like a very serious problem. Then, I don't know how you see yourself, but you give me the impression of a poor failure who doesn't know what to do with his miserable life anymore. No jokes, and no offense, this is really how I feel.
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Yes, but either we win something or there's no fun. I propose a dinner featuring stockfish with salami.
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Something like "shame on you when you step through to the old dirty bastard's brrklen zoo!". Huh?
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But don't you feel even a little bit of shame?
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It remains only to explain why an American calls a slice of salami "pepperone."
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A bit more NWOBHM than Vitus. Still remaining 80s doom. I've never heard of Quartz, though.
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<<< And whoever acknowledges a general criticism may have a hidden agenda. >>> And whoever stares too hard might be a cop. On the track, the same old showgirls remain, and those left on the street ponder. One nine nine, seven. (award citation)