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« on: August 04, 2006, 03:53:41 PM »
As I recall, only the moderators have access to these 'locators'. How did you manage to swipe one?
certainly not in your stuff after i didn't drug and decided not to have a rabid baboon rape your head, while i never took photos...
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« on: August 04, 2006, 03:50:22 PM »
I reject your reality and, instead, I substitute with my own.
and i reject your substitution, and replace it with a box of molten sugar. oh, and welcome to the noob.
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« on: August 04, 2006, 03:46:57 PM »
i'm not a grammar nazi, i just don't like otherwise intellegent people going and making themselves seem like they've got an IQ equal to their waist size.
and if i haven't said it already, welcome to the geekery.
*hides red armband*
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« on: August 04, 2006, 03:40:09 PM »
feel free to suggest some Titles for me to read. Dirty Jokes and Beerby : Drew Carey and God's Debrisby : Scott Adams (the dilbert guy) but now that we're done with that part, welcome noob. enjoy your stay.
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« on: August 04, 2006, 03:37:15 PM »
Somewhere... Of course Demo's been around but only because he has to be Somewhere... or else he fails to exist.
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« on: August 04, 2006, 03:32:48 PM »
QOTD 8/4/06: There's nothing quite like...
my idea of health food... a big 'ol hot dog topped with a pile of coleslaw and some onion, and a heaping platter of fries and brown gravy. served with an ice-cold local brew...
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« on: August 02, 2006, 09:37:46 PM »
although, it does get to be a pain when you try to explain to someone that a Gigabyte is actually 1,073,741,824 bytes... instead of the 1,000,000,000 they think it is.
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« on: August 02, 2006, 09:13:34 PM »
hmm... i'm getting an odd reading...
where exactly did you implant the tracker device?
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« on: August 02, 2006, 04:28:48 PM »
sweat.
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« on: August 02, 2006, 04:28:24 PM »
You know what they say: "Big words, big..."
... vocabulary?
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« on: August 02, 2006, 04:24:59 PM »
i'm not sure... but my locator isn't working...
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« on: August 02, 2006, 04:22:31 PM »
Kidding? No, that's what we humans call mistakes. It happens when you're interrupted while typing. I'm sorry that the most memorable part for you of my welcome post was an error.
call me a sleep deprived asshole, if you must... but still... at what point in that post would you have been interrupted to make that sort of mistake?
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« on: August 02, 2006, 04:18:39 PM »
Atmosphere "Pour Me Another"
[Slug] All she wanted was a little bit of solid Feels like love, it doesn't matter what you call it Heal those cuts or hide em underneath the polish Break another promise and take me as a hostage (take me) Hold your job down and let the zombies crowd around Thankin' mommy's god that it's a cop's town Keep it safe for me while I chase a fantasy Swervin through the galaxy, searchin for a family Happily surrounded by planets and stars She was stuck uptown while you was landin on mars It's all fucked up now, caught your hand in the jar Another small step back for tha man at the bar (hey bartender) Spill a little bit of blood on the street For the love that goes to those who they drink too much And hold your own glass up to the heavens Take a little time and try to count the seconds
[Chorus] It goes, pour me another, so I could forget you now Pour me another, so I could come let you down Pour me another, so I can remember how True that I am to this addiction of you [2X]
[Slug] Drink it all away, numb it down to none Stay awake tonight and wait for the sun You say you hate your life, you aint the only one Let your frustration out the gate and watch the pony run One double, for the hungar and the struggle Two for the fool tryin to pull apart the puzzle Three now I smile while I wait for your rebuttle By the fourth shot, I'm just another child in a bubble Tryin to play with the passion and the placement Just to see what these people let him get away with Still tryin to climb a mountain for you Hammer in my hand, still poundin on a screw She don't listen so he don't speak no more Nobody's whining 'cause neither is keeping score Don't wanna think no more, just let me drink some more Pour me another, cause I can still see the floor
[Chorus 2X]
[Slug] Live life tipsy, Still if it don't fit right with me Kiss me whiskey, lift my lips, press to my angel Swallow it and leave her empty bottle on the table Let the past fall, making faces at that clock on the back wall Countdown to the last call, ask all these people that make sounds "How long does it take for the pace to break down" Another lonely little trophy If only I could walk a straight line, I'd make it home free And everybody in this bar thinks they know me And my story like "poor me" (yea, pour me another homie) I can count the days til you come back Or I can follow them sunrays down to the traintracks I can stumble drunk over hope and love Or I could keep drinkin until I sober up (hey waitress)
[Chorus]
[Slug] Bottles and pints, and shots and cans Couches and floors, and drunk best friends Models and whores, and tattooed hands Cities and secrets and cats and vans Good times, laughter, bad decisions Strippers and actors, and average musicians Mornings after and walks of shame They bartender knows me by my real name Sing it
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Atmosphere "That Night"
Dont even know if I can write this song caught on a beam between right and wrong gotta keep forward, keep straight for the sake of why we stay awake all night long Its not up for interpret paranoid of exploiting the verdict but in the same breath I got thoughts that I wanna express and let surface this aint for props or the pop culture its about a balloon that got punctured the sunshine'S fun til it burns someone and we all got burnt that summer She was sixteen. Another young angel with clipped wings she came to the shows but I never met her, dont even know if she was listening That night, we lost a supporter that night, somebody lost their daughter he raped and killed her at the venue cant comprehend what her friends must have went through that night the sun went dark now watch everyone on the tourbus fall apart that night, lord have mercy the music died, that night, in Albuquerque
Stop, it can't be true right this type of real deaont happen to you right? Crescent, Murs, Dibbs, Jaybird I wanna go home now and start a new life wish I could protect the kids I guess safety's a hit or miss with a prior convicted sex-offense against a 4 year old why we let you live? Dont know what Im trying to write but theres a part of me that keeps dyin at night when I think about her mother I become another number that wants you to suffer youre locked up for now, you have no more chances to steal the childrens laughs and if you ever find God better pray to her and ask that we never cross paths
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« on: August 01, 2006, 10:28:36 PM »
how do know you won't cheat and look at the thread?
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« on: August 01, 2006, 10:21:20 PM »
welcome, neophyte. There will be those of you who are smarter, better educated, wealthier, more handsomer, and wittier. more handsomer? please tell me you were kidding....
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« on: August 01, 2006, 05:02:16 PM »
QOTD 8/1/2006: What's the most you've ever paid for a pair of sunglasses?
wait... people actually PAY for those?! oops...
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« on: July 31, 2006, 11:39:35 PM »
This is true. Not only is he a brilliant author, but he jammed onstage with Pink Floyd. That's pretty godly in my book.
i was actually considering figuring out stats for Mr. Adams as a diety in my upcoming D&D campaign... just for a few minor references, and maybe to fuel an NPC cleric or paladin... any thoughts/suggestions?
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« on: July 31, 2006, 11:23:06 PM »
All 260 pounds of me. I'm a big-boned.
so am i, but i'm 5' 11" and only weigh about 150....
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« on: July 31, 2006, 11:15:19 PM »
Actually, i'm starting a new job in about 9 1/2 hours...
who needs refinancing on their mortgage?
this is a new low for me. I am now a telemarketer... in training.
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« on: July 31, 2006, 11:11:45 PM »
I would have remembered if I had been here at the time of the thread. I never forget a thread, no sir-ee.
can you prove that?
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« on: July 30, 2006, 11:28:17 PM »
Title: Ghettochip Malfunction (Hell Yes) Artist: Beck Album: Guerolito
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« on: July 30, 2006, 11:10:21 PM »
Douglas Adams = The closest thing to a diety as possible without actually recognizing him as such.
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« on: July 30, 2006, 11:07:23 PM »
Welcome, and don't drop the soapball.
yea... i don't wanna get tempted and end up in the box again... *roaring blast from a rocket propulsion system* *loud assed explosion* mmm mmm... TOW missiles. Does your body bad.
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« on: July 30, 2006, 11:04:53 PM »
i thought we had a wolverine somewhere at somepoint already.... N00bs are not people. Until we earn our stripes we're no better than that dog shit you scrape off your shoe after a rainy day walk in the park.
speaking of which... was that you I stepped in upon my return? welcome noob. enjoy your stay... or don't. doesn't make too much a difference to me.
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« on: July 30, 2006, 11:02:30 PM »
good... at least somebody here remembers that thread.
i almost forgot what it was like to have a place where people got a laugh out of my use of obscure references to long-past-dead threads.
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