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 Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 2:55 pm
Åh, denne limonade er akkurat deilig(eller Lekker)
ømmm, det er ikke limonade
GASP! how did you know now I must find a way to kill you
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 3:15 pm
SNIK! Hoe wist jij? Nu moet ik een weg vinden om jou te doden.
Why you toddering, fen-sucked dewberry! I'm going to go find something to strike you with! Excuse me.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 7:35 am
(I can't translate the first part but here is the second part)
Jag ska fara finna något att slå dig till! Usäkta.
Oh my god if you play that ******** song one more time I will shoot your head off. *takes out bazooka* READY! AIM! FIRE AT THE FRENCH_FRY!
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:38 pm
Οχ ο Θεός μου εάν παίξετε ότι αιματηρό ******** τραγούδι ένα περισσότερος χρόνος τότε βλαστός εσείς μέσω του κεφαλιού σας * παίρνει το μπαζούκας * ΈΤΟΙΜΟ! ΣΗΜΑΔΕΥΩ! ΠΥΡΚΑΓΙΑ ΣΤΗΝ ΤΗΓΑΝΙΤ_ΠΑΤΑΤΑ!
Swearing was invented as a compromise between running away and ********! I stubed my toe, where does that fit in?
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 4:56 pm
Das Schwören wurde als ein Kompromiss zwischen dem Laufen und dem Kämpfen erfunden.
SCHEIßE! Ich habe meinen Zeh gestreikt. Wo passt das?
♪Oy, the crate is full, full,
With chintz and brocade,
Come on now my sweetie pie,
You with the fetching shoulders!♪
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 9:09 pm
♪El cajón está repleto, repleto,
Con cretona y brocado,
Vámonos, mi amada,
¡Tú y tus hombros elegantes!♪
(last 2 lines not very literal but...)
FDR: There is nothing to fear but fear itself...
Slippy: And me!
FDR: ...and Slippy...
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 4:11 pm
FDR: Det er ikke noe å frykte enn frykten selv...
Slippy: og meg!
FDR:...og slippy...
I want to go out in the snow and make a snowman biggrin
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 8:57 pm
Θέλω να βγώ στο χιόνι και να κάνω έναν χιοωοθύελλα biggrin
A miricle drug is one that actually does what the label says.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 10:14 pm
Een wonderdrug is één die kan wat het etiket zegt doen.
One is merely content in the real world. Only in the world of lucid dreams can find true happiness.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 3:18 pm
Maður er einungis sáttur í raunverulega heiminum. Það er aðeins í heimi auðskiljanlegra drauma að maður finnur raunverulega hamingju.
I'm glad you could all come to my little party, and Flopsy's glad too. Aren't you, Flopsy. Aren't you, Flopsy?
*BANG*
That will teach you not to play hard to get.
There, poor Flopsy's dead, and he never called me mother!
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 3:32 pm
Hellu ljosberinn whee
Jeg er glad dere alle kunne komme til min lille fest, og Flopsy er også glad. Er du ikke Flopsy? Er du ikke flopsy?
*BANG*
Det vil lære deg å ikke spille overlegen.
Der, stakkars Flopsy er død, og han kallte meg aldri for mor!
How can I live forever? I dont know..
where can I find the heaven? I dont know..
What is going to happen? I dont know..
Why I am in love now? I dont know..
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:27 pm
¿Cómo puedo vivir para siempre? Yo no sé...
¿Dónde puedo encontrar el cielo? Yo no sé...
¿Qué va a pasar? Yo no sé...
¿Porqué me enamoro ahora? Yo no sé...
satan: welcome to hell. you like to drink?
guy: yeah!
satan: then you'll like wednesdays. you like to smoke marijuana?
guy: hell yeah!
satan: then you'll love thursdays. are you gay?
guy: no...
satan: oooh, then you'll hate fridays...
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 2:22 pm
Hahahaha tack så mycket miyakoangel, det var bra! mad D
Djöfullinn: Velkominn til helvítis. Drekkurðu?
Gaur: Já!
Djöfullinn: Þá mun þér líka vel við miðvikudaga. Reykirðu hass?
Gaur: Jahá!
Djöfullinn: Þá muntu elska fimmtudaga. Ertu samkynhneigður?
Gaur: Nei..
Djöfullinn: Úúú, þá muntu hata föstudaga...
Everytime I see you, I want to tell you how I feel about you. Everytime I see you, the words fail me.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 1:53 am
Varje gång jag ser dig, vill jag berätta hur jag känner för dig. Varje gång jag ser dig, sviker orden mig.
You know, some people are only alive because it's against the law to kill them.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 6:27 am
Du vet, någon folk er bare i live fordi det er mot lovet å drepe Dem
Why is that your always there to annoy me , go do something productive, jeez!
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