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 Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 4:53 pm
::AK-47s the thread::
Where's the ******** van?!
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 4:55 pm
Degobah46 ::AK-47s the thread:: Where's the ******** van?! It blew up, remember? You were in it.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 4:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 4:59 pm
the motorcycle that was sitting in the van.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:00 pm
Everyone wants to ride a motorcycle these days.
*Rolls in on a scooter next time one of these events pops up.*
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:01 pm
*Starts a moped gang with Dessie*
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:02 pm
Fenrir Fenix *Starts a moped gang with Dessie* Together we will scoot the seven streets and lay waste to all postmen that stand in our path.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:02 pm
That's right.
*Speeds off into the sunset, doing just under the speed limit*
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:03 pm
I'll just drive a jetski everywhere. That's right, even on the earth and concrete.
*Sparks flying from underneath as Degs franticly kicks off the concrete, scooting his jetski along*
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:04 pm
Wulf, you can't 'fan' thermite.
Just don't let the s**t touch you.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:05 pm
"Hey thanks for calling. This is the Shitty Restaurant."
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:08 pm
*rolls up on roller blades powered by nuclear badgers*
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:08 pm
Lol, seriously, you dunces.
Stay away from the thermite.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:09 pm
Best you can hope for is to bury it or cover it with something that won't immediately melt or burst into flames.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:09 pm
I hid behind the (until recently) fireproof tree, I'm totally safe.
Until the wind blows it right into my face.
"I've got you now, Vic--OH GOD MY EYES ARE ON FIRE!"
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