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				Structured Chaos
			 
			
			
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			1. The winner of a phase of structured chaos shall choose the next phase. Compose an anecdote, story or some sort of poetry concerning a sandwich. It is also permissible to submit sandwich pictures. This is a challenge. Winner takes the prize. Onions are preferable content. 
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			Last edited by The Flayed One; 02-07-2010 at 08:40 AM.  | 
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			Tears well in my eyes, 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Knife slices through paper skin, Ham and cheese await 
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	Winner HDC Battle Royale I & HDC Battle Royale IV ![]()  
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	stop the world - I want to get off  
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		![]() I see you at the club and you bettah have a sammich for me with a toothpick so it don't become a victim uh gravity makin bread like scott baio, ham with extra mayo forget custard, I start spreadin niggas like mustard I'll throw salt in ya face, some peppah for a chase I just cant stop lickin while im tossin in da chicken my lips, my hips, ya slip into tha danger zone blood floats in your throat as you choke on a chicken bone 
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			Ahem, a poem: 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Reflections on a Lifeguard Ejecting a Witch from the Beach "Get out of the sand, witch!" 
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			Cool raps, Murder Doll suprised me. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			One day i was making a sandwich, i added what i had thought to be lettuce and took a giant bite. I spit it out because it was Cabbage, that was putrid. 
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			A haiku: 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Two slices of bread Warm, sharp cheese and prosciutto Make friends; no onions 
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 oh and I don't really like sandwiches but cabbage > lettuce 
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			The structured chaos has ended. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Phase 1 winner: Murder Doll A rule has arisen! Rule 1 of structured chaos: The winner of a phase shall choose the next structured chaos. Murder Doll, choose your chaos! 
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