GridcosmLevel 2151 of 4089
Started on Mar 01, 2005.
Completed on Mar 03, 2005.
Grid poemPulling out the fillings in your teeth is saw and grip come to for it haveth a weighty space lord knows it rocked but that was because this should have been something better but at least it wasn't Navy SEALs dressed in drag - a wobbly advance in high heels crushing their skulls like over cooked broccoli!
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This is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.