Topic: Getting to know you
Subject: So....
I think we need to have a party....
Posted on 2007-01-05 at 09:06:40.
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Topic: What would you do with a million pounds?
Subject: Or does he??
well it depends on what a dollar is worth...
Posted on 2007-01-05 at 09:05:47.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: .......
kinda like my
Posted on 2007-01-05 at 09:03:34.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: can't I pick both?
Fried...
Electric Guitar?
-or-
Acoustic??
Posted on 2007-01-05 at 09:02:42.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: Invertabrae
Congradulations you now have no bone structure whatsoever..
I wish I knew who that mailman was grrr... 
Posted on 2007-01-05 at 09:00:55.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: THe Brady What...
^ A shiner
< Makes moonshine
V A LEPER!!!
Posted on 2007-01-05 at 08:58:28.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: Both...
 or
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 15:32:48.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: You got a purty mouth...
Indeed it is better as you witness grugg, LSD and I streaking down the street in front of your being chased by an angry armed mob and 3 squad cars  ... Your New Years was better than ours.
I wish I could finally ask out this girl at school I'm good friends with. Plus she's Cute and talented.
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 15:30:12.
Edited on 2007-01-04 at 15:31:25 by ThePope
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Topic: EXTREME Sports
Subject: ....
Well there's Extreme baseball where you play with impact detonated explosives.
And extreme beach volleyball which is like the DOA video game. except you play with a volleyball that has retractable spikes that randomly pop out and the ball explodes when it hits the ground sending out deadly shrapnel and releasing ebola into the air.
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 15:24:30.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: and how..
^ Appeared on a certain late night adult infomercial
< Hates informericials
V appeared on infomercial called "Vulcans Gone Wild"
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 15:19:33.
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Topic: What would you do with a million pounds?
Subject: hmmm
Upgrade my comp, buy a car and pursue a collection of historical tomes by famous authors like Stephen E. Ambrose and Ryan Cornelious. Then I would buy the complete set of Hendrix albums including the BBC tapes. Also graphic novels like batman, and some manga. but before all that I'd like to build a house for transients, runways and people out of rehab. Spend a good chunk of money getting them back on their feet.
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 15:17:00.
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Topic: Name That Tune
Subject: Uggghhh.... That song from the body guard
here's one:
There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
Theres too much confusion
I cant get no relief
Businessman they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth
No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke but uh
But you and I weve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hours getting late
it's a classic if you're in your middle age
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 10:13:21.
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Topic: The next Harry Potter....
Subject: well
I always thought it would be fun to make a parody of the series though.
Book 1: Harry Potter and the Sorcorer's Stash.
Book 2: Harry Potter and the Chamber of psychedelic Incence
Book 3: Harry Potter and the buttpirate of Azkaban
Book 4: Harry potter and the Goblet of Firewater
Book 5: Harry Potter and the Ordering of the Whopper
Book 6: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prostitute
Book 7: Harry Potter and the Master Baiter
Book 8: Harry Potter and the Shotgun of Truth
Donnie Darkness hehe... I loved Donnie Darko.
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 09:52:05.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: whyyy!!???
Flu with puke....
Electric Ladyland?
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Bold As Love?
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 09:24:27.
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Topic: Question and Answers Game
Subject: ooooohhh
What where the last words of the expidition leader to the donner pass?
Oh god it's eating my leg!!! My leg!!!
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 09:22:52.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: .....
The Moral is
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 09:19:39.
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Topic: Question and Answers Game
Subject: ....
So where did the ancestors of Oprah Winefry live?
Two large hairy Albanian women with excruciatingly bad body odor.
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 08:30:07.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: .....
of huge tracts
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 08:27:37.
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Topic: The Egg Tart Game
Subject: hehe
soap on a rope
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 08:26:46.
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Topic: She said...He said
Subject: great minds think alike...
Thank you as much as i hate english it's my best class...
I got an Idea for one: A flash brightened the dark room for a second. Then there was the sound of rapid footsteps a crash and then a gasp of pain. then he could only see a body being dragged away and a woman weeping.
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 08:25:52.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: I wish...
Instead you have a hip-hop and end up as a rapper who gets tragically shot down in front of a Kmart.
I wish I could work somewhere else besides Kmart
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 08:18:53.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: put him in bed with the captains daughter
^ Is a silly sailor
< will soon get his checks from Department of navy
V is the captains daughter... 
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 08:15:52.
Edited on 2007-01-04 at 15:20:05 by ThePope
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Topic: Getting to know you
Subject: Noooo...
You were so happy about finally having a child. I hope you have another chance to be a mother.
Posted on 2007-01-04 at 08:13:01.
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Topic: She said...He said
Subject: ohhh
Darkened day, twisted from a foul night of complete loss and sacrificial mutilation. Day, twisted a foul from a night of dread. Twisted from them, like a blood stain hurricane, I heard her screams, GIRL!
The black acrid smoke spiraled in to the dusky sky, blotting out the retreating sun and creating a false night. The star's twinkle was overwhelmed by the twinkles of the Burning quosent huts islands of light slowly being extinguished casting light on caucasian males in combat with a tan enemy. The light flickering on their bodies in a death stance, frozen with twisted limbs some in combat others pleading for mercy or praying to an impotent god that had decided that their life was to be forfeit, impaled on spears, skin gouged with arrows like quills from a hedgehog peircing a predator. Unnatural holes tearing the body asunder cleanly and asymetrically. Scalps lay piled by a subdued fire that was once raging and their former owner's no longer having need of them as their blood was spilt.
A hoof tread upon the blood red ground the huts now embers, only smoldering swallowed by still black smoke and the approaching premature night. Upon the equine mount a man of his prime wearing a cotton blue uniform with trim and insignia denoting his position of leadership. A carbine lay across his saddle and a saber in it's polished black scabbard dangling from his waist, a golden colored cord tied it to his belt. This was a man who when he wasn't with his family raising the life he created, he killed and led men to be killed charging with the vanguard on his hazelnut mount into the maw of the enemy force. He was paid to take life so that he could raise the one he created. "Steady, Eve..." He spurred his horse onward his scabbard clanking against the horse's quivering flank. He montioned to the men behind him similarly attired in Blue uniforms and armed with sabers and a plethora of other small-arms who were also mounted. The men hesitated to enter a place where the echos of violence and cruelty lingered. "Ye heard tha' man buys muv' it onwerd!!" a thick Irish voice barked out, the man was obviously a sergeant of some sort and spurred his orange colored mount forward. The continued through until they reached the ritual fire ring where the scalps lay and whereupon the troop (company) dismounted to search for survivors. "Sergeant," the commander beckoned his Irish sergeant over a man of hair vibrantly colored as the setting sun and mutton chops of the same color making him harder to take seriously. "Have the men collect and burn the native corpses and shoot any survivors on sight." he ordered his sergeant. "Aye' suh." he grunted and walked away shouting the orders he just recieved and sending the men scurrying like ants to collect the bodies and restart the smoldering fire.
While he surveyed the rest of the village with a few men he glimpsed a shadow moving among the ruins. "Suh didya ya' see that?" one of the African American calvarymen named Polaski asked him nervously "Yes, I did. Draw your weapons a nd move slowly Driscoll and Johanseen stay here and cover me and Polaski. The two of them slowly snuck up to the ruins they saw the shadow at last and when they were about 7 feet away the a figure sprung from it's cover holding a spear. "Over there fire!!!" And from their repeating weapons he and Polaski unleashed a fusillade of fire at the figure that then collapsed face first into the ground in a clumsy dive inspired by the impact of a bullet into it's body which continued crawling with the spear. "Polaski go finish it off and bring me back that body." The young negro ran up to the body and fired into the head. Polaski flipped the body over than let loose in a keening wail "GIIRRRRLLLL!!!!" He jogged over with the body. "Suh " he cried "It was just a little squaw she's the same size of my daughter, hell she could of been my daughter." he continued sobbing but there was not time for the troop's captain to repremand the young soldier as a trap was sprung that would restart the cycle of violence.
Posted on 2007-01-03 at 10:15:16.
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Topic: Getting to know you
Subject: there is no back seat...
Well actually Grugg you and LSD would have to battle for roof or hood ornament... and the night time tempature is in the teens without the windchill.
Posted on 2007-01-03 at 09:05:08.
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