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Wolfguard 
Flyswatter of the Apocalypse
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Posted on: Sep. 24 2001,14:45 |
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Heh.What a bunch of retards you have run into. I apologise for the morons of my gender. Ill see what i can do. Ok guys, listen up. See what the nice lady posted above.
these are bad... B A D...not good, BAD. Hope it helps. if not just kick the next one in the nuts and repeat the above line. ------------------
Fucknuggets flamed while you wait.TeamWolfguard.com
Robot Conflict This message has been edited by Wolfguard on September 25, 2001 at 09:49 AM
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damien_s_lucifer
Emperor of Detnet
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Posted on: Sep. 24 2001,17:50 |
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Okay, that's it. I'm flying Liney over here ASAP. Then we're flying out to bitch-slap Nikita for thinking "better safe than sorry," since that's what has bit me in the ass so many times... last time I fell in love, it was with a girl who was ALREADY in love with me. When the topic of A Relationship came up, she told me "fuck that, no, I'm too scared to lose you" - the sort of thing to which I'd usually think "yeah, right" but this girl has repeatedly shown herself to be one of the best friends I have, so I don't think she was trying to blow me off... but of course, a girl needs a boyfriend, and she got herself a nice loser to bestow her affections on and call me up crying 'cause he pissed her off again.... ::sigh::
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Crafty Butcher
My legs! My legs! I can't feel my legs
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Posted on: Sep. 25 2001,13:22 |
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enigmatic huh? probably wise. i mean - i could be an arsehole. or even welsh. it's just that i was so moved by your tales of dodgy bint enforced celibacy detailed in this and other threads, that i was going to tell you to come down to Pigeonhold@Salmon & Compasses, Chapel Market, Islington. we tend to do quite a good line in up to the art, state of the minute birds, many of which come fully fitted with quite disgusting minds. and whilst i obviously can't guarantee that any of them will be interested in helping you burp the baby snake, i can rule out skanky booties (thorough door inspection by a qualified gyaenocologist), vacant idiocy (geography GCSE in the queue), prick-teasing fresher types and christianity based celibacy. if it's any kind of recommendation i met my g/f there. and she rocks. next one's on the sixth of october - and in case anyone thinks i'm touting for business - if you fancy it i'll put you down on the guest list. man cannot live on freshers alone...
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Greasemonk
I am almost one of Us.
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Posted on: Sep. 25 2001,13:23 |
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quote:
Originally posted by Nikita:
Ah yes, bitchslap me please, for not trusting guys around here:Examples
Guy 1: Wanted to do me. I didn't want to. He was engaged. I didn't know he was. I pity his now wife. Guy 2: I just wanted to be friends, I made it clear. He kept on trying to make it more, when we went out to clubs he'd drive to his place and say he's too tipsy to drive me home (oh sure you are, you just drove 8 blocks, I just live a couplea blocks more away). I told him, fine, I'm walking home. Guy 3: I have only known you for a few hours. Don't try to kiss me, freak. Guy 4: Saw that I was of some Asian descent, made a beeline to me from waaaaay across the club, and tried to speak to me in an Asian language that I didn't understand. Don't assume stuff. Grrr. And don't ask me what ethnicity I am. Does it matter? Plus, I have only known you for a few seconds. That, my little lieblings, is a small sample of what I keep on running into. Most of the time I'm just out with my friends trying to have a good time. Good guys out there? I'm sure there are some, honestly I do. 
Comon now you are in college. Tha place where you are supposed to shed those "inhibitions". ------------------
All that I know there was no God for me
Force that shatters all, absence of mortality
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