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<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>littledebbie</b></i>
There is something about the sight of blood when you spit that makes all my spidey senses fire up and my intital instinct is to run in circles screaming "I'm dying! Call an ambulance, call a priest, call the shoe...
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