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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 10:53 am
*Sabu sits at a table near the concession stand, eating his lunch*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 2:24 pm
*The Hatchet Warrior sat in the locker room staring at the ceiling. It had been rather boring as of late.*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 3:04 pm
~Mike walks around back with his new wrestling gear on. baggy black jeans that have been cut into shorts, white and red And1 shoes, a white hair net thing and bling bling around his neck~
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 5:42 pm
*He walks in and goes to his locker room*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 5:50 pm
GBL sits in the back rocking in a chair.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 5:53 pm
Skyler28 *He walks in and goes to his locker room* *begins to benchpress*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 5:58 pm
(yo guys just letting you know i will be going into the hospital tomorrow for surgury. So tonight i am gonna party like i never have before so if i come in here acting all beligerant i am probably wasted. but i will be out until atleast friday, i am gonna see if i can some how get my comp set up in the hospital but i don't know)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:19 pm
Skyler28 Skyler28 *He walks in and goes to his locker room* *begins to benchpress* *Taker walked up to Batista, staring him down.*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:25 pm
(Can one of you ake the match thread for mine and batista;s match?)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:29 pm
Cecislava (Can one of you ake the match thread for mine and batista;s match?) ((Sure.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:47 pm
((Hes offline currenly he said he whould try to get on later))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:50 pm
*Taker grabbed a microphone and started singing.*
It was noon time, down time, break time Summertime, Miller Time, anytime She was looking pretty fine A red light, green light, go All fired upside downtown She was shaking me all around I was tuned in, going nowhere, second wind Jonesing, drooling, feeling good, if you would
Chorus: Oh yeah, by the way she moves She's got me rolling in dirt in a white t-shirt Breaker Breaker 1-9 she's a big ol' flirt By now she's got me pretty tied up Tied down, any way I chose I got nothin' to lose
In like Flynn, I was Looking for the win Just trying anything, hey Baby, where you been All my life I've been looking for Someone like you Falling head over heels Hey what can I do
(Repeat Chorus)
Bridge:
Now I'm in the fast lane going 98 By now I know she can Smooth operate me I know now she's no goody two shoes But hey I got myself nothin' to lose
(Repeat Chorus twice)
Noon time, down time, break time Summertime, Miller Time, any time She was looking pretty fine In like Flynn I was looking for the win Just trying anything, hey baby where you been All my life I been looking for someone like you Falling head over heels hey what can I do I got nothin' to lose, yeah
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:53 pm
I set out on a narrow way many years ago Hoping I would find true love along the broken road But I got lost a time or two Wiped my brow and kept pushing through I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you Every long lost dream led me to where you are Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars Pointing me on my way into your loving arms This much I know is true That God blessed the broken road That led me straight to you
I think about the years I spent just passing through I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you But you just smile and take my hand You've been there you understand It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream led me to where you are Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars Pointing me on my way into your loving arms This much I know is true That God blessed the broken road That led me straight to you
Now I'm just rolling home Into my lover's arms This much I know is true That God blessed the broken road That led me straight to you
That God blessed the broken road That led me straight to you.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:55 pm
Raymond's in his Sunday best, He's usually up to his chest in oil an' grease. There's the Martin's walkin' in, With that mean little freckle-faced kid, Who broke a window last week. Sweet Miss Betty likes to sing off key in the pew behind me.
That's what I love about Sunday: Sing along as the choir sways; Every verse of Amazin' Grace, An' then we shake the Preacher's hand. Go home, into your blue jeans; Have some chicken an' some baked beans. Pick a back yard football team, Nothin' much of anything: That's what I love about Sunday.
I stroll to the end of the drive, Pick up the Sunday Times, grab my coffee cup. It looks like Sally an' Ron, finally tied the knot, Well, it's about time. It's 35 cents off a ground round, Baby. cut that coupon out!
That's what I love about Sunday: Cat-napping on the porch swing; You curled up next to me, The smell of jasmine wakes us up. Take a walk down a back road, Tackle box and a cane pole; Carve our names in that white oak, An' steal a kiss as the sun fades, That's what I love about Sunday, Oh, yeah.
Ooh, new believers gettin' baptized, Momma's hands raised up high, Havin' a Hallelujah good time A smile on everybody's face. That's what I love about Sunday, Oh, yeah.
That's what I love about Sunday, Oh, yeah.
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