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Post by luminous on Mar 23, 2005 19:20:45 GMT -5
A singing dingo? Are you on something, Alex?
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Depends. If it was singing Barry Manilow, then yes, he's definitley on some good stuff.
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Mar 23, 2005 22:14:04 GMT -5
Depends. If it was singing Barry Manilow, then yes, he's definitley on some good stuff. =
Considering what that crap does to a person's mind and body, it should NEVER be called 'good stuff'!
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Post by luminous on Mar 24, 2005 18:23:31 GMT -5
Considering what that crap does to a person's mind and body, it should NEVER be called 'good stuff'!
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Someone needs to stop taking things so literally.
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Mar 24, 2005 20:12:15 GMT -5
Someone needs to stop taking things so literally. =
*smirks* Well, at least you realize that you need to, it's the first step.
(SFX: ZING!)
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Post by luminous on Mar 25, 2005 9:17:24 GMT -5
*smirks* Well, at least you realize that you need to, it's the first step.
(SFX: ZING!)
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*shakes head sadly* Not again. I thought you had outgrown that sort of behaviour?
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Mar 25, 2005 13:04:24 GMT -5
*smirks* Well, at least you realize that you need to, it's the first step. (SFX: ZING!) = *shakes head sadly* Not again. I thought you had outgrown that sort of behaviour? |
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Mar 27, 2005 20:58:49 GMT -5
Your name's not Jessica Kella Parker and you're not my fiancee = Yeah, that's me.
Thank you for the earrings, Johhnie...
*Tilts her head to the sides to show off her newly pierced ears with diamond studs*
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Post by Enigma! on Mar 29, 2005 14:29:46 GMT -5
*Tilts her head to the sides to show off her newly pierced ears with diamond studs* = *Is hypnotised by the glimmering earrings.* Ooh. @_@
Depends. If it was singing Barry Manilow, then yes, he's definitley on some good stuff. =
"Copacabana." Zoloft is some good stuff, man. ;D
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Mar 29, 2005 14:56:20 GMT -5
*Tilts her head to the sides to show off her newly pierced ears with diamond studs* = *Is hypnotised by the glimmering earrings.* Ooh. @_@ = *smirk* Hey, go stare at your own fiancee, Alex, this one's mine. |
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Post by Enigma! on Mar 29, 2005 15:16:01 GMT -5
*smirk* Hey, go stare at your own fiancee, Alex, this one's mine. = But the earring are so pretty. They go perfectly with my psycadelia(sp?).
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Mar 29, 2005 18:36:59 GMT -5
But the earring are so pretty. They go perfectly with my psycadelia(sp?). =
Then you'd love Amanda's room, it looks like the sixties exploded in there...
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Post by BloodAngel on Mar 29, 2005 22:00:52 GMT -5
Then you'd love Amanda's room, it looks like the sixties exploded in there... =
Oh, it could be worse. Originally, we were gonna paint my room navy blue, do a little border of stars around the top, and my bathroom door was gonna be replaced with beads.
We just never got around to it.
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Post by Enigma! on Mar 30, 2005 14:45:58 GMT -5
Oh, it could be worse. Originally, we were gonna paint my room navy blue, do a little border of stars around the top, and my bathroom door was gonna be replaced with beads.
We just never got around to it.
= (Dan, Duncan, and Red Angel wave Zippo lighters in the air and sing.)
"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."
(Dan goes into a Hendrix-esque guitar solo.)
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Mar 30, 2005 15:56:35 GMT -5
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*Picks up the song*
~~No reason to get excited, the thief he kindly spoke, there are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke,
but you and I, we've been through that and this is not our fate,
let us stop talking falsely now, the hour is getting late.
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view,
while all the women came and went, barefoot servants too.
Off in the cold distance, a wild cat did growl,
two riders were approaching and the wind began to howl.
All along the watchtower,
All through the watch,
All along the watchtower...~~
*gives a slight smile, wipes a tear from his eye, then gives a short salute.*
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Post by JP Gibb on Mar 30, 2005 17:55:25 GMT -5
*Picks up the song*
~~No reason to get excited, the thief he kindly spoke, there are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke,
but you and I, we've been through that and this is not our fate,
let us stop talking falsely now, the hour is getting late.
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view,
while all the women came and went, barefoot servants too.
Off in the cold distance, a wild cat did growl,
two riders were approaching and the wind began to howl.
All along the watchtower,
All through the watch,
All along the watchtower...~~
*gives a slight smile, wipes a tear from his eye, then gives a short salute.* = *Sets guitar on fire*
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