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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 6:44 pm
I hit something traveling back from Medievil times. I don't know what....I mean, you don't expect to see a deer crossing sign or anything when you're in the time stream.
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 6:52 pm
*Starts inspecting it with gleaming eyes*
Ok give me a few hours and I'll se what I can do...
Just give me some room to work eh!
*Pushes him out of the room and closes the door*
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 6:57 pm
But-but-
SLAM!
*sigh*
*heads back into the bar, alphabetizing the bottles as he goes*
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:00 pm
*clanking noises*
*blowtorch noises*
*screams of pain*
...*pause*
*clanking noises again*
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:07 pm
*watches Wally*
Wally, will dis be like last time when you alphabetized everything under "T" for THE bourbon, THE scotch, THE Irish Creme...?
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:11 pm
stare "De man who signs your paychecks."
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:12 pm
*leaves the bar and comes back in with gallons of red and white paint*
ninja
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:13 pm
Mssr Remy LeBeau stare "De man who signs your paychecks." My mom won't let me get a job until I get my grades up. YOU try explaining to her that all of my free time is taken up with making the world a safer place for teens.
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:14 pm
James MacDonald Hudson *leaves the bar and comes back in with gallons of red and white paint* ninja WOAH! Woah, woah, woah! *appears in front of MacDonald* The paint job stays. My uncle Barry will KILL me if I come home and it looks ANY different then it did when I left. He uh... ...sorta... ....doesn'tknowIborrowedit.
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:15 pm
Wally_West Mssr Remy LeBeau stare "De man who signs your paychecks." My mom won't let me get a job until I get my grades up. YOU try explaining to her that all of my free time is taken up with making the world a safer place for teens. ....And selling alcohol to people. whee
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:16 pm
Mister, you MUST have me confused with someone else.
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:18 pm
Wally_West James MacDonald Hudson *leaves the bar and comes back in with gallons of red and white paint* ninja WOAH! Woah, woah, woah! *appears in front of MacDonald* The paint job stays. My uncle Barry will KILL me if I come home and it looks ANY different then it did when I left. He uh... ...sorta... ....doesn'tknowIborrowedit. Of course not... it's for... the... room! yeah that's it! for this room here! Now leave! I have to get back to work! *carries him out of the room and shuts the door*
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 9:52 pm
I see that this place is as lively as ever.
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 9:55 pm
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