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 Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 2:54 pm
*Seven Year Itch attempt on Punk!*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 2:55 pm
*grabs kidman by the throat*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:01 pm
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:02 pm
*No sells, since it's impossible to catch someone by the throat in midair when doing a Shooting Star Press.*
domokun
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:03 pm
Ruffians! All of you! Ruffians!
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:05 pm
Peter Gruner *No sells, since it's impossible to catch someone by the throat in midair when doing a Shooting Star Press.* domokun ((my bad i have no idea what a seven year itch is time to go google it))
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:05 pm
"Im a what?" Rebecca put her hands on her hips.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:06 pm
((I thought Seven Year Itch was a WAY better name for it then Shooting Star Press mrgreen ))
*Leans back on a wall* stare
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:09 pm
William Regal Ruffians! All of you! Ruffians! what did you call me
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:09 pm
*Pressed, head still in the crapper.*
gonk
*Possibly Drowned with a broken neck.*
X_x
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:11 pm
"Overdramatic much?" Rebecca looks over to the room Punk's in, not going in, apparently far away from it. >_>
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:13 pm
You're all ruffians! That is why I came to WIF! To bring order. mad
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:14 pm
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:15 pm
"And if I stay a 'ruffian'?" Rebecca rolls her eyes, hands still on her hips.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:17 pm
*Shakes his head, goes BACK in the bathroom, grabs Punk by the ankle and drags him out of the toilet. Then drags him out of the bathroom and leaves him on the floor.*
Atleast the flock defends each other. You guys were going to let him drown. Maybe he belongs back with Raven. stare
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