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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Nov 2005
Location: In hospitals, call rooms and (rarely) my apartment.
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Fortunately Aragorn counted up to five... THREE!!!... three, before throwing the holly grenade which should only be thrown after counting to three, not five for that would be too much, nor two that would be too little... count up to ten and you will have counted far too long because you need to count up to five.. THREE!!!... before throwing the holly grenade
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Scion of The Faithful
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines]
Posts: 5,312
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. . . everything written by Tolkien blew up.
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フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...
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Odinic Wanderer
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Fortunately, all the copies did not.
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Alive without breath
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: On A Cold Wind To Valhalla
Posts: 5,912
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Unfortunately, the exploding originals burnt all the copies.
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I think that if you want facts, then The Downer Newspaper is probably the place to go. I know! I read it once. THE PHANTOM AND ALIEN: The Legend of the Golden Bus Ticket... |
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Odinic Wanderer
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Fortunately, burnt copies taste lovely with whipped cream on top.
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Tossing half-sick between grotesque reality and savage, frightening dreams
Posts: 360
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Unfortunately, Rune Son ate the burnt copies without whipped cream.
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Where was the stooped and mealy-coloured old man I used to call Poppa when the merry-go-round broke down? |
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Energetic Essence
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Fortunately, they weren't burnt copies. They were actually burnt marshmellows
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I'm going to buy you a kitty, I'm going to let you fall in love with the kitty, and one cold, winter night, I'm going to steal into your house and punch you in the face! Fenris Wolf
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