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Posted by floyd741 on Sep-20-2010 23:47:

Chicane - Live from Palladium (01-22-00)


Posted by WhooCares on Sep-21-2010 04:19:

/fav


Posted by Matt Es on Sep-21-2010 18:30:

quote:
Originally posted by Mr.Mystery
I love the trend of hiding behind the word "hater".


so what would you call yourself? O_o


Posted by Redd on Sep-21-2010 18:36:

quote:
Originally posted by Matt Es
so what would you call yourself? O_o


can't hear you over all the DERPYDIDURR


Posted by BlueSky on Sep-21-2010 18:42:


Posted by Mr.Mystery on Sep-21-2010 20:03:

quote:
Originally posted by Matt Es
so what would you call yourself? O_o

A human.


Posted by infiniteJEST on Sep-21-2010 20:39:

quote:
Originally posted by Redd
can't hear you over all the DERPYDIDURR


Are you implying they took yer job?


Posted by Redd on Sep-21-2010 21:27:

quote:
Originally posted by couch-potato
Are you implying they took yer job?


no, but I can see how you think that


Posted by EddieZilker on Sep-21-2010 22:59:

This thread... how can anyone read it and not weep tears of joy by the middle? I am choking on them. Choking on my own tears. Choking on my own 100% Emotional, 100% Progressive tears. PLUR!


Posted by RyanVice on Sep-23-2010 03:53:

I used to really like A&B. I still like them.
They used to peddle good music. Now they peddle cheese dick 'trance'.
Their music was dynamic. Now it all sounds the same.
Breakdown-Vocal-Breakdown-Vocal
Their set at EDC was fairy fern gully fluff.
Lucky for A&B the age of consent in CA is 16.


Posted by osterzone on Sep-23-2010 04:35:

quote:
Originally posted by couch-potato
THANK YOU THANK YOU for this wonderful music...my english is not too good but i will try to describe emotions these. it is like young girl sittin on lap

he legs twitch a little on lap mine, dimpled body in innocent frock shuffling my gorged, bursting beast underneath silk pajama...we sing together radio trance, My love is like first steps in this snow, baby, I follow you everywhere you go, baby.

each thump of bass and sponge bounce of synth take us both closer to carnal convulsion...nerves of pleasure laid bare, such clarity in ecstasy that is ABOVE AND BEYOND.!

follow the winds that bring the cold, baby, I light a fire in your soul, baby.

then as the buildup come my muscular thumb creeps towards hot hollow of her groin... a little tickle, like a scratch of DJ on record. her tiny teeth on her glistening underlip and my moaning mouth...reaching towards her young swan neck for breakdown

And before you sleep at night, You pray to me, your lucky star, your singing satellite.

I crush her tight buttock on the throb of monstrous ecstasy, absolute security and reliance upon this music and then...

Your singing satellite

i take handkerchief and wipe forehead, among other things then i make this post and drop her off at school...today is finger paint and ballerina dance, chicken nugget for lunch with chocolate milk

Where did you pull this from? Hilarious.


Posted by Kapedano on Sep-23-2010 04:45:

quote:
Originally posted by WhooCares
/fav




Posted by xCTx on Sep-23-2010 05:55:

quote:
Originally posted by osterzone
Where did you pull this from? Hilarious.



LMAO


Posted by Light The Fuse on Sep-23-2010 06:54:

quote:
Originally posted by couch-potato
THANK YOU THANK YOU for this wonderful music...my english is not too good but i will try to describe emotions these. it is like young girl sittin on lap

he legs twitch a little on lap mine, dimpled body in innocent frock shuffling my gorged, bursting beast underneath silk pajama...we sing together radio trance, My love is like first steps in this snow, baby, I follow you everywhere you go, baby.

each thump of bass and sponge bounce of synth take us both closer to carnal convulsion...nerves of pleasure laid bare, such clarity in ecstasy that is ABOVE AND BEYOND.!

follow the winds that bring the cold, baby, I light a fire in your soul, baby.

then as the buildup come my muscular thumb creeps towards hot hollow of her groin... a little tickle, like a scratch of DJ on record. her tiny teeth on her glistening underlip and my moaning mouth...reaching towards her young swan neck for breakdown

And before you sleep at night, You pray to me, your lucky star, your singing satellite.

I crush her tight buttock on the throb of monstrous ecstasy, absolute security and reliance upon this music and then...

Your singing satellite

i take handkerchief and wipe forehead, among other things then i make this post and drop her off at school...today is finger paint and ballerina dance, chicken nugget for lunch with chocolate milk


sporting a chubby over here


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