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09-11-2009, 05:47 PM
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Re: SHOCKING Drug-Fuelled Face Trauma!
There's actually a SECOND PHOTO in the latest edition of the book. Someone here should buy it and then scan in that photo. It shows his face being reconstructed on a hospital bed.
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09-11-2009, 07:32 PM
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Re: SHOCKING Drug-Fuelled Face Trauma!
I'd say he was pretty high  You'd have to be to feed your own face to dogs, wouldn't you?  I'd love to see the reconstruction photo. |
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09-12-2009, 01:49 AM
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Re: SHOCKING Drug-Fuelled Face Trauma!
Now if they would have shown that to me in high school, their is no way in hell I'd use angel dust. Not that I have, but you know...
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09-15-2009, 12:46 AM
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Re: SHOCKING Drug-Fuelled Face Trauma!
Here's a little poem I wrote about the incident: Dog Food Hungry dogs, hungry dogs! Your master hasn't fed you yet! Distracted with friends, covered in sweat, On PCP he tends to forget. Don't worry, he remembers now And excuses himself with nary a fret. Hungry dogs! Follow your master, the one you trust Despite his love of angel dust To the bathroom, an unusual dining place, Where the master literally loses face. He hates himself but he loves his dogs So, in a numbing, intoxicated fog, With shard of glass and nerve of steel, He painlessly begins to peel And makes himself into a meal. Hungry dogs, a juicy treat! His lacerated facial meat! A lip for Rover! An eyelid for Spike! Your master knows what canines like. Out there with friends he was having fun, But now his plasma begins to run, And he removes his features till he has none. His life is ruined, his brain nearly dead, But at least his pooches are being fed. As his countenance drops to the floor The dogs aren't hungry anymore. Happy dogs! Happy dogs! Follow him back out to his wasted friends. When they see him, the party suddenly ends. They stare and fill their pants with logs. All are unhappy—except you dogs. |
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09-25-2009, 07:10 PM
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Re: SHOCKING Drug-Fuelled Face Trauma!
Ahh, modern natural selection at its finest. Anyone stupid enough to do the drug dies |
