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 Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 4:09 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 8:22 am
Then the ghost decided that this was all very nice... but
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 9:13 am
He still had a convention mad up of drooling crazed fans to attend...
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 4:56 pm
So he ate all of the fans for brunch.
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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 10:32 pm
With some fava beans and a good Chianti...
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 4:35 am
Schtititititititiitititititi! but soon he got an u[pset stomach...
((Can ghosts get upset stomachs?))
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 4:59 pm
... and Took some Pepto Bismal, drinking it down like there was no tommorow.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:26 am
leaving a squishy trail of glistening pink down his invisible intestines.
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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:30 pm
After recovering from a stomach ache he went to a clothing store, he reliezed what he needed was a spiffy new...
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 4:13 pm
... Ducksaber, These fabled Fowl of ledgend were only used by the most worthy of fighters.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:08 pm
It turned on with a quack.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 3:14 pm
Then blows up in your face.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 6:16 pm
But he's a ghost os he doesn't feel a thing
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 6:29 pm
He gets bored and walks on home.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 6:47 pm
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