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Username: zombieboy Date Joined: June 24, 2014, 4:59 p.m. Last Login: Never Public Posts: 5 Public Votes: 6 (+6-0)
July 30, 2014, 4:51 p.m.
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From the hills, son! You heard? Spammin in the AM/doja in the PM. Pajama time nigga!
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July 30, 2014, 4:50 p.m.
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Can't sleep when this street fulla gold
July 25, 2014, 3:11 p.m.
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Ya'll don't know shit bout dis zombie grind frfr. I dun ate 6 brains this mornin son! Chuch!
July 25, 2014, 3:09 p.m.
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Hit the doja like it kwanzaa mah bruthas!
June 24, 2014, 10:13 p.m.
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Believe it or not, I was raised by a herd of zombies. I was born on the Tahitian island of Pangoro where the zombie virus still runs rampant. One day, tot long after I learned to crawl, my parents became infected and they immediately exhibited the telltale signs of zombification. I was spared from their ravenous advances only because I was already covered in the blood of my devoured sister. A zombie won't eat someone that smells dead like them. I crawled away from my home and survived in the zombie infested wilderness by learning from and acting like the zombies around me. I grew up there as the only living member of the tribe of the dead. When I was 17 I was rescued by a Catholic missionary from Ireland. I still couldn't read or talk but I knew that I was finally with my own kind. I'm glad to finally share my story with you all on this wonderful social network and I'd be glad to answer any questions that you may have. The hardest part of adjusting to life away from the zomb...