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©2005-2009 ~explicitlypure
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Well, Squee. Um, used a typical fountain pen, but the cartridge wouldn't work, so I had to dip the nib into a pot of ink and use it like a quill, which was much more fun. Indeed. The background is lots of lines from the actual comic.

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:iconsexymuffinz:
:omg: hahaha that is cool! :w00t: :thumbsup:

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:iconstitch-my-smile:
sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooo SIC!!!! i LOVE <3
:iconlambini:
:O_o: Big eye :O_o:

Plus you know you were just pretending that fountain pen was a quill. Harry-Potter-wannabe ;p

Anyway what's up with you? What have you been up to?

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this one's really good

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solemn oblivion with thee
:iconcr4sh-z3r0:
very nice :clap: :clap:

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Is it our duty to die for governments & for gods?
Is it our privilege to slave for market & for industry?
Is it our right to follow laws, set to scare and to oppress?
Is it our gift to stay in line and will it take away the blame?
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:iconqueer84:
i really like it :)
:icondextercrash:
I love Squee!
Awesome job

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And as the boy scouts learn
to read between the lines
The silver rabbits hop between
their fathers' lies
And boy scouts ask,
"Where? "
"Where do they go?"
...They go to the country that they only know.
:iconargothal:
cool- i like it- its good. i shoudl try that one day- but im so lazy ill probably never get to it.
~AL

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And shepherds we shall be for thee my lord for thee Power hath decended foprth from thy hand that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command And we shall flow a river forth to thee and teeming with souls shall it ever be. --Boondock Saints--
:icongothicrose:
realy creative. i like this.

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Tomorow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in this pety pace from day to day. til the last syllable of recorded time.

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