eD ki staalp kle droow roovetsrethca cipot!
Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 11:11 pm
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eD ki staalp kle droow roovetsrethca cipot!
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:37 am
moraaW kle droow trapa ne tein ed esnag niz neiaardmo?
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:57 am
.neiaard et mo sella sneeni roov nedniv et reem koo neb kI
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 4:11 pm
.eh rekjilieom sneeni lew teh tdrow naD
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 6:33 pm
...rekjilekkam ten ad dniv kI
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:20 pm
?rekjilekkam tad si moraaw nE
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:33 pm
thcahcs emmotS !si oz tad tadmOPosted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:37 pm
.kcoRceN tem drookka ag kI
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:59 pm
koo ki. newud ejtljip esknil teh po reek nee seklet tem epyt nwg ej nak nad. rekjilekkameg leev koo ag nezel teh.
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 8:35 pm
!tihs gnisufnoC ...ozne ,nogeb niz ed raaw nekeoztiu gon tsree eg tseom raad raam ,nezel roov raan rethca nav nooweg in eg noK ...nn3lg ,ez ,nezel et kjilekkam oz tein hcot si u nav tsket eiD
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 10:07 pm
daadrednI!
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 3:55 am
!azzereQ
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 3:56 am
!T00WStanny wrote:!azzereQ
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 3:57 am
lol
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:37 pm
OMG: Best Palindrome Ever!
Dammit I’m mad.
Evil is a deed as I live.
God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I’m in it. I tell.
I am not a devil. I level “Mad Dog”.
Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
In my halo of a mired rum tin.
I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still if I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider… eh?
We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
Both, one… my names are in it.
Murder? I’m a fool.
A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash.
A Goddam level I lived at.
On mail let it in. I’m it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A loss it is alas (sip). I’d assign it a name.N
ame not one bottle minus an ode by me:
“Sir, I deliver. I’m a dog”
Evil is a deed as I live.
Dammit I’m mad.
Dammit I’m mad.
Evil is a deed as I live.
God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I’m in it. I tell.
I am not a devil. I level “Mad Dog”.
Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
In my halo of a mired rum tin.
I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still if I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider… eh?
We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
Both, one… my names are in it.
Murder? I’m a fool.
A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash.
A Goddam level I lived at.
On mail let it in. I’m it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A loss it is alas (sip). I’d assign it a name.N
ame not one bottle minus an ode by me:
“Sir, I deliver. I’m a dog”
Evil is a deed as I live.
Dammit I’m mad.