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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:24 pm
Billy J. Batson Ach, dinnae fash yersel', us can git a' the ships we want by sneakin' oot tae the fields when yer a' sleepin' an'-*Feegles dive on Daft Wullie* Oh I'm not fashed at all....*thinking what does that mean?* Eh Daft Wullie are you okay?
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:25 pm
*a lone skeleton warrior brings a champagne glass filled with a deep, blood-red wine to his mistress*
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:26 pm
Och, he's braw, lassie. He jist gets a mite...tired frae time tae time, an' we havetae...put him tae sleep for a wee bit.
ninja
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:26 pm
Emma _ Frost Lex Joseph Luthor Emma _ Frost *enters the Bistro with her troopers and skeleton warriors* I can STILL see the wires . . . . Evil-Lyn chooses to ignore the human's presense and takes a seat at a private booth. Ignorant human. *Mutters to himself* Not MY fault you don't have a bigger budget for FX . . .
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:26 pm
JamesMadrox What will he do next? I shall try to carry on. *notices Simon* ...What was the question?
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:26 pm
Billy J. Batson *sets about erecting Pictsie Pyramid to find out where Space Hookers keep their wallets* ninja eek *Spots them and tries to get Evil Lynn's attention* Miss... you've got something on your leg... sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:27 pm
Your Earth booze is piss compared to my Space Booze! *Takes a Sip.* Now that's space booze.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:28 pm
*Feegles endeavour to look as innocent as it's possible to look when you're a belligerant Scottish smurf*
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:30 pm
Jennifer_Walters Billy J. Batson *sets about erecting Pictsie Pyramid to find out where Space Hookers keep their wallets* ninja eek *Spots them and tries to get Evil Lynn's attention* Miss... you've got something on your leg... sweatdrop stare *casually glances down and blasts the *pyramid* down with her wand*
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:30 pm
Billy J. Batson Och, he's braw, lassie. He jist gets a mite...tired frae time tae time, an' we havetae...put him tae sleep for a wee bit. ninja Tired huh? You can't fool me, but I'll let it go since I'm not suppose to be in this bar either. I'm not going to tell your Kelda...for now.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:30 pm
`Johnny Storm Your Earth booze is piss compared to my Space Booze! *Takes a Sip.* Now that's space booze. See you, Big Man! Yon lemunade wudnae get a wee flitty-flitty flo'or o' the forest fairy pished! domokun
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:32 pm
Why did Prince get in trouble over some purple paint? Your best guess now.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:33 pm
Is it cuz his helmet turned blue?
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:33 pm
Emma _ Frost *casually glances down and blasts the *pyramid* down with her wand* *Feegles roll around giggling manically as blast merely tickles them*Ye'll havetae try a lot harder tae best the Nac Mac Feegle, lassie. Chuckin' yon Hocus Pocus at us is like tryin' tae knock doon a wall wi' a cake. domokun
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:34 pm
Billy J. Batson `Johnny Storm Your Earth booze is piss compared to my Space Booze! *Takes a Sip.* Now that's space booze. See you, Big Man! Yon lemunade wudnae get a wee flitty-flitty flo'or o' the forest fairy pished! domokun I have no idea what you just said, you flithy little troll.
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