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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 8:06 am
ChobiMM3 I love the moose!*squeaky squeaky* MINI MOOSE!! *glomps*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 1:40 pm
Gir rocks. End of discussion period
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2005 11:32 pm
*assembles huge magma pump* DELISHUS WEENIE!!
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 5:16 pm
I'm sorry but you gotta love The Tallest, they are so horribly stupid, yet they rock all the same.
"I don't like it"-Purple "We didn't build it so you could like it..."-Red "Well I should like it!"-Purple
Classic
And of course "Woo! Someone's makin' donuts!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 6:15 pm
"He's not stupid, he's advanced!"
lol, paper clips and some gum and a rubber band:p
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 6:20 am
I have posted 32 posts in this guild and donated an odd amount of gold... and what do I get? nothin..... *sigh*
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2005 5:30 am
*dances around and hums to Peanut Butter Jelly* wooo! I love this song!
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 3:18 pm
All dreams lead to hideous implosins.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 2:57 am
THIS has nothing to do with JELLY!!
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 5:40 pm
what type pf pie would gir be if he was a pie? come on give me answers, i need to know
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 1:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2006 3:29 pm
im making a the cake domokun
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:56 am
"Thats a really big stand for just weenies..." "DELICEOS WEENIES!!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 12:54 pm
Zim:Gir, WHY IS THERE BACON IN THE SOAP!? Gir:I made it myself! whee
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 7:40 pm
Man I'm still unsure of who minimoose is *covers head as glares get thrown at her*
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