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Ipslore
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Post Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 7:46 pm |
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Joined: Thu Feb 20, 2003 12:00 am Posts: 223
Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/ipslore
Location: The Mispelled Cyrpt
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'Twas brillig, and cold. So that one Christmas, a long, boring story happened. You twit! I bloody don't know why Santa destroyed his valuable workshop. Perhaps dwarves ate all Enya's genetically enhanced hair remover, or maybe Riff did. Probably asked for too much pie. He must quest for food in the far-away donut, but evil prevailed once again with its pie launcher. Mighty Santa and Dasher fled the terrifying dwarves, in some scalemail forged rickshaws...taking orders from Baron Von Captain Platypus. BUT thirty-seven mobsters blasted the rickshaws with automatic salmon turrets. Asteroids spontaneously combusted over the northern lands, showering purple Bun-Buns in Mrs. Claus's yard. Hairy cyborgs ate USB fuzzy logic generic cereal. Sadly, inch investigators failed to investigate the dastardly ninja guards' stolen pie from the land of Nunavut. This oversight allows us to conclude that pink hellhounds have glowing eaten my pie!
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Crake
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Post Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 7:57 pm |
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Joined: Wed Nov 10, 2004 12:00 am Posts: 4717
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'Twas brillig, and cold. So that one Christmas, a long, boring story happened. You twit! I bloody don't know why Santa destroyed his valuable workshop. Perhaps dwarves ate all Enya's genetically enhanced hair remover, or maybe Riff did. Probably asked for too much pie. He must quest for food in the far-away donut, but evil prevailed once again with its pie launcher. Mighty Santa and Dasher fled the terrifying dwarves, in some scalemail forged rickshaws...taking orders from Baron Von Captain Platypus. BUT thirty-seven mobsters blasted the rickshaws with automatic salmon turrets. Asteroids spontaneously combusted over the northern lands, showering purple Bun-Buns in Mrs. Claus's yard. Hairy cyborgs ate USB fuzzy logic generic cereal. Sadly, inch investigators failed to investigate the dastardly ninja guards' stolen pie from the land of Nunavut. This oversight allows us to conclude that pink hellhounds have glowingly eaten my pie! Otaku
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fthg42
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Post Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 9:02 pm |
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Location: Obscurity. No, not Relative Obscurity, you've passed it a few miles back.
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'Twas brillig, and cold. So that one Christmas, a long, boring story happened. You twit! I bloody don't know why Santa destroyed his valuable workshop. Perhaps dwarves ate all Enya's genetically enhanced hair remover, or maybe Riff did. Probably asked for too much pie. He must quest for food in the far-away donut, but evil prevailed once again with its pie launcher. Mighty Santa and Dasher fled the terrifying dwarves, in some scalemail forged rickshaws...taking orders from Baron Von Captain Platypus. BUT thirty-seven mobsters blasted the rickshaws with automatic salmon turrets. Asteroids spontaneously combusted over the northern lands, showering purple Bun-Buns in Mrs. Claus's yard. Hairy cyborgs ate USB fuzzy logic generic cereal. Sadly, inch investigators failed to investigate the dastardly ninja guards' stolen pie from the land of Nunavut. This oversight allows us to conclude that pink hellhounds have glowingly eaten my pie! Otaku, DIE!
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Kullervo
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Post Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 10:33 pm |
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Since we're at the end of a sentence, this looks like a good place to stop.
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