IGNORE THIS THREAD IT'S A DOUBLE POST
POSTED BY: Darkfly
UPDATED: Thursday, August 24, 2006 02:34
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Aw, darn; too late to claim the thread for the Forsaken.
But on the plus side, yay for double-posty-goodness.
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I wish I had a magical wish-granting plank.
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*tosses in a pirate grenade which detonates on the boom box*
COME ON PIRATES, GO! GO! GO!
End of line.
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That's alright. If we don't have a boom box we can sing.
We'll dedicate this next song to FutureMrsFillion.
This is for all those wonderful limericks.
Some enchanted evening you may see a stranger
You may see a stranger across a crowded room
And somehow you know, you know even then
That somewhere you'll see her again and again
Some enchanted evening, someone may be laughing
You may hear her laughing across a crowded room
And night after night, as strange as it seems
The sound of her laughter will sing in your dreams
Who can explain it, who can tell you why
Fools give you reasons, wise men never try
Some enchanted evening, when you find your true love
When you feel her call you across a crowded room
Then fly to her side and make her your own
Or all through your life you may dream all alone
Once you have found her, never let her go
Once you have found her, never let her go
This next one is to those in uniform putting their lives on the line for us. The uniform may be desert camo, dark police blue, or those heavy firefighter coats with even heavier boots.
Gonna take a sentimental journey
Gonna set my heart at ease
Gonna take a sentamental journey
To renew old memories
Got my bag, got my reservation
Spent each dime I could afford
Like a child in wild anticipation
Long to hear that "All aboard"
Seven, that's the time we leave, at seven
I'll be waitin' up for heaven
Countin' every mile of railroad track
That takes me back
Never thought my heart could be so yearny
Why did I decide to roam?
Gotta take that sentimental journey
Sentimental journey home
Were going to take a break now. But will return again with more golden moldies.
Traveler
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Don't mind me...just passing through...
*yo ho yo ho, a pirate's life for me*
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The quiet, green meadow, dewdrops sparkling on the grass. The woodland creatures frolic with the joyful children of the earth, nature’s spirits smile, emerging from the cool, crystal waters of a meandering brook, patiently waiting to share their gentle wisdom…From the top of a hill, brigands pour over, carrying venom and anarchy. Cutlass’s defamingly flashing the life-giving sun’s light. A unicorn feints.
“I know it’s not your way DeskTop, and I ain’t exactly a part of your vision, but those pirates, I got ‘em clean in the scope of my Barret .50 cal. Just give the word.”
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Not being a hippie here... me's kinda sworn to the pirates, being the Navigator, Helmsman, and Communications, but... UNHOLY TELEVISION EXECUTIVES! 50 Cal?! *rapidly bends the scope and scootches off past 500 meters.*
Hippies do too many drugs for their own good, anyway. Pirates are just drunkards when they're off duty.
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May not be smart, and it may not please you, but you're definitely gonna see what I have to say.
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Hey! There is no proof that hippies do any drugs!
Whoah... 
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Quote:
Originally posted by Rcat:
The quiet, green meadow, dewdrops sparkling on the grass. The woodland creatures frolic with the joyful children of the earth, nature’s spirits smile, emerging from the cool, crystal waters of a meandering brook, patiently waiting to share their gentle wisdom…From the top of a hill, brigands pour over, carrying venom and anarchy. Cutlass’s defamingly flashing the life-giving sun’s light. A unicorn feints.
Just then Magdalena in a green and purple tie-dye cheesecloth dress, no shoes, anklet with a peace sign and flowers braided in her hair starts scattering joints for the enjoyment of all the brigands who, moments later, are sitting on the dew-kissed grass and enjoying the amazing sight that is... their own hand... an amazing thing that... the hand... what a piece of work is man...
*sigh*
Now, where are those unicorns...
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One unicorn coming up!
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yeah...just drunkards, s'all. 'tis.
anyways! yaaar-haarrr-harr! *storms in with the rest*
we'll be taken all your money! and yer reck-re-ate-shun-all farm-ah-suit-icals!
yarr!
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jailbait.
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