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Postby johnnyzhong » Mon May 07, 2007 6:06 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green

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Postby Xial » Mon May 07, 2007 2:25 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

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Postby Princess_Shauna » Mon May 07, 2007 6:04 pm UTC

Spaz Funbag wrote:This is just such a waste of time, power and online storage...


yes, but an entertaining wast of time, power and online storage ^_^

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Postby JamesA » Mon May 07, 2007 7:18 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started

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Postby Spaz Funbag » Mon May 07, 2007 8:18 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards



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Postby johnnyzhong » Mon May 07, 2007 9:35 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies

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Postby Token » Mon May 07, 2007 9:45 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found

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Postby Tractor » Mon May 07, 2007 9:58 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So
9 x 6 = 42

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Postby JamesA » Mon May 07, 2007 10:08 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and

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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is
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Postby Xial » Mon May 07, 2007 10:53 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that

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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it.
Spoiler:
THE CAKE IS A 3.141592653589...!

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Postby Xial » Tue May 08, 2007 12:04 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"

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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

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Postby Hammer » Tue May 08, 2007 12:34 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned
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Postby mrguy753 » Tue May 08, 2007 12:37 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman
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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name)

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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on
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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented

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Postby johnnyzhong » Tue May 08, 2007 4:25 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would

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Postby Token » Wed May 09, 2007 12:01 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today

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Postby Xial » Wed May 09, 2007 12:02 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient.

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Postby Saffuric » Wed May 09, 2007 2:10 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary
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Postby Xial » Wed May 09, 2007 2:20 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day". (the reason for the

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Postby Tractor » Wed May 09, 2007 5:59 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day". (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon)
9 x 6 = 42



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Postby Token » Thu May 10, 2007 12:05 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice

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Postby The LuigiManiac » Thu May 10, 2007 12:09 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice but to get a barrel

(Darn it, I wanted to say a barrel of monkeys, but I couldn't without using improper grammar)
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THE CAKE IS A 3.141592653589...!

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Postby Xial » Thu May 10, 2007 12:16 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks

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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks
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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice but to get a barrel

(Darn it, I wanted to say a barrel of monkeys, but I couldn't without using improper grammar)
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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice than turning the clocks back

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Postby davef » Thu May 10, 2007 3:25 pm UTC

Eh, dunno what you were up to there, Kit, but Xial's post is the current one... (I'm not adding anything to it, just reposting it here for clarity.)

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks
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Postby johnnyzhong » Thu May 10, 2007 4:30 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the

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Postby Tractor » Thu May 10, 2007 5:19 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of
9 x 6 = 42



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Postby Gilly » Thu May 10, 2007 9:23 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon,) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of large, yet small, iguana shaped
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Postby Woxor » Thu May 10, 2007 10:03 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of large, yet small, iguana shaped iguanas. The reason "today" was

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Postby JamesA » Fri May 11, 2007 12:22 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of large, yet small, iguana shaped iguanas. The reason "day" was in quotes was that Bush

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Postby Xial » Fri May 11, 2007 12:27 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of large, yet small, iguana shaped iguanas. The reason "day" was in quotes was that Bush had ruled that one week

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Postby Woxor » Fri May 11, 2007 5:27 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of large, yet small, iguana shaped iguanas. The reason "day" was in quotes was that Bush had ruled that one week (but not seven consecutive days)

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Postby JamesA » Fri May 11, 2007 11:01 am UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of large, yet small, iguana shaped iguanas. The reason "day" was in quotes was that Bush had ruled that one week (but not seven consecutive days) was all he needed to

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Postby Tractor » Fri May 11, 2007 12:53 pm UTC

Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of large, yet small, iguana shaped iguanas. The reason "day" was in quotes was that Bush had ruled that one week (but not seven consecutive days) was all he needed to destroy all life on the
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Looking up one night, Joe noticed a giant poodle that certainly hadn't been there before. "That's odd," he mused, caressing one of its surprisingly green wings. He mounted the poodle (which was actually a dragon), who just liked eating poodles.

This sort of confusion was not uncommon in the mystical enchanted, arcane, hermetic, cryptic, cabalistic (and surprisingly devoid of hallucinogens), Forest of Louis the Great. Neither were adjectives. However, Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, Joe's dog, was not common within most canine gene pools. Conversely, Doctor Paine, Joe's cat, was common within canine gene-pools. What a dirty fucking slut...stupid dog-esque dragon, how come you won't fetch this big juicy bone, which I personally killed a hobo for.

This particular hobo was a former government cabinet secretary, who was fired because he started a fire in the pants of king for life Bush, after attempting to recreate the 1968 jello-wrestling world championship with a indifferent-looking, yellowish blob. He fed the blob with a radioactive toenail clipping hidden in oatmeal. This caused an uproar amongst hardcoreoatmealeaters, as they insisted their name wasonewordandnotthree. They voted for a representant, who was made of blue-green algae or maybe just jello.

Suddenly, the poodle dragon started to discover his affinity towards small orange mustard jelly babies, which could only be found at the south pole. So he flew to Poland, and discovered that South Poland is actually so far south that almost everyone forgot about it. Suddenly, Bush appeared and said,"Yo, Blair! I is ghet-to!"

Blair was aghast. He turned into a gigantic Corey Feldman Coleman (Feldman his middle name) and wanted to step on number 4, the stone prevented a spaceship's departure. This would ordinarily be inconvenient, but today it was still very inconvenient. Because today was an ordinary "day" (the reason for the quotes will be apparent soon) there was no other choice but to get a barrel of blood thirsty monkey monks never before unleashed upon the earth to sink ships of large, yet small, iguana shaped iguanas. The reason "day" was in quotes was that Bush had ruled that one week (but not seven consecutive days) was all he needed to destroy all life on the big blue apple called "The
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