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 Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:24 pm
MatthewStriker Phil Brooks MatthewStriker Phil Brooks MatthewStriker Phil Brooks Superior? What have you done, besides b***h about how SUPPOSEDLY smart you str. I broke Stevie Richards' arm, left Stone Cold Steve Austin in a pool of his own blood and so much s**t, I can't remember 3/4 of it. pirate THAT'S IT! *TACKLES!* scream *BEATS!* scream
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:25 pm
*Chews a couch pillow and watches the fight.*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:25 pm
*Hit with waterjug. Stumbles over.*
YOU GONNA DIE, TONIGHT! scream
*Tackles Taylor*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:25 pm
Phil Brooks MatthewStriker Phil Brooks MatthewStriker Phil Brooks I broke Stevie Richards' arm, left Stone Cold Steve Austin in a pool of his own blood and so much s**t, I can't remember 3/4 of it. pirate THAT'S IT! *TACKLES!* scream *BEATS!* scream
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MatthewStriker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:25 pm
Rebecca got a glass of water and drank it.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:27 pm
mad *Takes the tackle like a man*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:27 pm
*Slashes at Dave's chest, because he's nuts.*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:28 pm
:: Looks at the blood stains on his shirt. ::
gonk
:: Jumps onto New Jack's back and punches with brass knuckles. ::
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:29 pm
*Slashed*
mad *Tries to save his chest by STIFFLTY punching Jack in the face*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:29 pm
DAMN!
*Falls over, holding back from the knuckles shot, then punched in the face.*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:30 pm
Rebecca remained calm while everything is going on.
Maybe she was insane?
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:31 pm
*Stands up, takes a whole cushion off the couch and drags it over to his dog basket so he can sit and chew on it in peace.*
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:33 pm
:: Stands up, breathing heavily. Looks at Taylor. ::
About time you showed up, chap. I needed an enforcer to help me out in this cess pool. Come, I'll need you in my office...
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:34 pm
yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo. . . . .yo whats really hood ya'll i why dont ya'll come and buy somethin from good ol' JTG its sure to put a stop to all this hostility
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:35 pm
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