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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 5:36 pm
by LOL INTERNET
WHO ARE "WE" MR.34? HMM, IF I WAS A BETTING MAN IN A BETTING SHOP I WOULD BET THE BOOKMAKER THERE IS NO "WE" AND THAT YOU ONLY SAID "WE" TO MAKE IT APPEAR THAT I WAS PREACHING TO A CHOIR RATHER THANB A LONE INDIVIDUAL. I HAD NO IDEA MR.CLESIUS BOTHERED YOU SO MUCH!
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 5:38 pm
by Scourge
:icon19: Just about what I thought you would post.
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 5:39 pm
by LOL INTERNET
CONSEQUENTLY, I WOULD WIN THE BET AND BECOME THE SCOURGE OF ALL BOOKMAKERS. FEARED THROUGHOUT THE WORLD OF GAMBLING AS THE PROFESSIONAL WHO ONLY BETS ON SURE THINGS. HEAVENS WOULD CRUMBLE AND WOMEN WOULD FALL AT MY FEET, AND I'D LAP IT UP LIKE A DOG. AN UNNEUTERED DOG WHO KNOWS NO OWNER AND LIKES TO ROAM THE STREETS SWINGING HIS GIGANTIC BALLS, ENCOURAGING THE LOCAL PEDIGREES TO OPEN THEIR DOGGY LOVE TUNNELS.
MMMM GIRAFFE SPERM
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 5:40 pm
by LOL INTERNET
scourge34 wrote::icon19: Just about what I thought you would post.
OF COURSE I WOULD POST IT, IT'S BLANTENTLY OBVIOUS!
SCOURGE(OF SUBTLETY)
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 5:53 pm
by Scourge
I think you need some prozac.
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 6:11 pm
by LOL INTERNET
WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH CONVINCING ME YOU AREN'T BOTHERED BY TESTOCLESIUS? NOTHING MISTER I'VE GOT YOUR NUMBER
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 6:17 pm
by Scourge
I'm not trying to convince you.
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 6:51 pm
by LOL INTERNET
GOOD POINT, I DON'T NEED CONVINCING
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 7:05 pm
by Scourge
So, you done now?
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:33 pm
by Testoclesius
nerge is still crying :lol:
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:56 pm
by Scourge
Never was.
Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:07 am
by corsair
Testoclesius wrote:nerge is still crying :lol:
hey farmer boy, go fuck the sheeps
Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 1:49 pm
by Testoclesius
i live in a metropolitan city of 6 million people dumbass :lol: and its sheep not sheeps :lol: retarded nerd :lol:
Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 4:33 am
by Underpants?
what still, poetic surgery, this deposition of the ass-kickage. And scourge you managed to assemble counter defense arguments like a nascar mechanic does a carburetor. :letter J crooked smiley to emotihint that I'm truly smiling crooked at the computer screen, just as the wife peeked in, casting a troubled look my way:
:pregnant pause smiley:
I'll be going now.