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 Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 5:43 pm
Off in a misty moor, a bell was ringing. "Hello," said a man in an overcoat. A little nervous, the little person he was meeting said "'Sup?" she was a young girl in her teens, and she was quite out of place. "Have you got the goods?" she asked. He replied, "First, do you have the money?" She was not amused. "It's been close to an hour that I've been waiting." "All right. This is good," he replied." They made the exchange. She moved over, close to the side of the case and pulled out a gun. "Your skills have dulled," she said, and fired. "Say hello to Mother for me." And with that, she walked away. The bell rang again.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 9:47 pm
crying noone understood that, did they? crying
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 8:58 am
I'd have tried to read it, only I'm tired and need coffee.
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 12:20 pm
Hooray! Someone undertsands what it is!
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 12:36 pm
Yeah I get it. It's not heard to understaned
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