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Was there a vote? ... I missed it Or is this a self anointed post? And to think...now all of us illiterate, none conversant, peasant types have to be ruled by a mere scavenger...
Yowt!! >:(
>:) i know, right? i should have known better but, then again, it takes me a while to undre...understoo...to figure things out...lol no, not really but, thats how they learned us`s on the short bus |
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Was there a vote? ... I missed it Or is this a self anointed post? And to think...now all of us illiterate, none conversant, peasant types have to be ruled by a mere scavenger...
Yowt!! >:(
>:) i know, right? i should have known better but, then again, it takes me a while to undre...understoo...to figure things out...lol oh dear, you seem to be struggleing with quoteing corectly you cant be the ruler of us all if you`re confused by quoteing i`m crying for you Actually, I'm bored with all of you. Amuse me, servants! |
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Edited by
BonnyMiss
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Sun 08/30/09 04:09 AM
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anemones? well it rhymes with memories soft floor... soft??? green yellow gray? there is no dout in my mind that your are takeing the p1ss with this poem. and to mock others is cruel, you nasty little possum Yeah, what he said...............Now bend over!!! BTW, a forest floor could be soft, depending on the amount of fallen leaves, bracken ect. |
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Edited by
ZPicante
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Sun 08/30/09 01:23 PM
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anemones? well it rhymes with memories soft floor... soft??? green yellow gray? there is no dout in my mind that your are takeing the p1ss with this poem. and to mock others is cruel, you nasty little possum Yeah, what he said...............Now bend over!!! BTW, a forest floor could be soft, depending on the amount of fallen leaves, bracken ect. Yeet! YEET!! *Little poos* |
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anemones? well it rhymes with memories soft floor... soft??? green yellow gray? there is no dout in my mind that your are takeing the p1ss with this poem. and to mock others is cruel, you nasty little possum Yeah, what he said...............Now bend over!!! BTW, a forest floor could be soft, depending on the amount of fallen leaves, bracken ect. Yeet! YEET!! *Little poos* I have been known to.............camping |
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anemones? well it rhymes with memories soft floor... soft??? green yellow gray? there is no dout in my mind that your are takeing the p1ss with this poem. and to mock others is cruel, you nasty little possum Yeah, what he said...............Now bend over!!! BTW, a forest floor could be soft, depending on the amount of fallen leaves, bracken ect. Yeet! YEET!! *Little poos* I have been known to.............camping Anyway, the point of my epic poem was not "camping" but the darkness that writhes within me! Got it? |
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Anyway, the point of my epic poem was not "camping" but the darkness that writhes within me! Got it? Was just saying.........Oh never mind. |
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Anyway, the point of my epic poem was not "camping" but the darkness that writhes within me! Got it? Was just saying.........Oh never mind. But yes, all I mean is; I really wish ALL of you would spend more time posturing to me with compliments about my exemplary poetic talent, instead of going on these wild and pointless tangents, my slaves! GO! |
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Anyway, the point of my epic poem was not "camping" but the darkness that writhes within me! Got it? Was just saying.........Oh never mind. But yes, all I mean is; I really wish ALL of you would spend more time posturing to me with compliments about my exemplary poetic talent, instead of going on these wild and pointless tangents, my slaves! GO! My Thane, I bow before you in total disgrace for not recognising your wonderous penmanship. |
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Anyway, the point of my epic poem was not "camping" but the darkness that writhes within me! Got it? Was just saying.........Oh never mind. But yes, all I mean is; I really wish ALL of you would spend more time posturing to me with compliments about my exemplary poetic talent, instead of going on these wild and pointless tangents, my slaves! GO! My Thane, I bow before you in total disgrace for not recognising your wonderous penmanship. Don't touch my tail; you'll make it dirty. |
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Don't touch my tail; you'll make it dirty. Yes mistress *bows head and walks backwards out of the great mullioned doors of the drawing room* |
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Don't touch my tail; you'll make it dirty. Yes mistress *bows head and walks backwards out of the great mullioned doors of the drawing room* |
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Edited by
MsTeddyBear2u
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Sun 08/30/09 02:19 PM
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The bear wishes the masked rascally varmit
a welcome back to the forrest... but seriousely you gotta get your food chain straight or is that in order? WB {{{Z}}} |
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