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Post by Lieutenant Fatman on Nov 27, 2006 11:34:40 GMT
Lol, well it looks good anyway, as you say. And thanks for the semi-colon link, I shall keep the lessons in mind for future reference. And thanks Dark Angel. I don't have Word on here. I used to, but I lost it. It's probably in here somewhere... in the dark murky depths of this scary laptop. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
This caused him great confusion, and
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Post by Duke Dudeston on Nov 27, 2006 12:38:50 GMT
insecurity with his pet dolphin
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Post by Casselle on Nov 27, 2006 13:03:11 GMT
Chris. People always used to say
(No probs fatman. LOL)
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Post by Nuclear Badger on Nov 27, 2006 13:33:39 GMT
how much better everything was in
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Post by Lieutenant Fatman on Nov 28, 2006 8:51:36 GMT
the good old days when Chris
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Post by Duke Dudeston on Nov 28, 2006 14:14:15 GMT
used to save people from fires
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Post by Nuclear Badger on Nov 28, 2006 15:51:42 GMT
and bake cakes for the homeless.
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Post by Duke Dudeston on Nov 28, 2006 16:20:13 GMT
( LOL! Chris the Dolphin, used to save people from fires and bake cakes for the homeless)
Fred, saw three hundred hippos dancing
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Post by Lieutenant Fatman on Nov 28, 2006 20:26:36 GMT
Deep down under the ground in Texas, a man lived next to a rather large chocolate pudding. Fred came across this man during a baseball match against a frog; he was a rather odd frog who lived inside the chocolate pudding. The frog loved chocolate, hence the strange and wondrous colour of his rather large multi coloured coat. Fred also loved the smell of simmering poo boiling in a rather large boat shaped potato peeler.
One day the pudding decided to explode, so the frog and the man - Albert, (who so happened to be very excited about his new mushroom and felt passionate about the mushroom), both decided to ask Fred if he would like a new haircut to show off to the queen of Fairyland, who advertised tomato puddings to three hundred and four people.
Fred traded Albert's mushroom for three red and turquoise spotted shetland ponies and two tomato puddings, when Albert found a beer powered leaf blower that turned out to be a chocolate cheesecake laced with French Brandy. This caused him great confusion, and insecurity with his pet dolphin Chris. People always used to say how much better everything was in the good old days when Chris used to save people from fires and bake cakes for the homeless.
Fred saw three hundred hippos dancing in one of his twisted nightmares.
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Post by Nuclear Badger on Nov 29, 2006 12:11:42 GMT
Fred erased his memory to escape
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Post by Pest Control on Nov 29, 2006 13:54:43 GMT
a very very very frightening scary
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Post by Duke Dudeston on Nov 29, 2006 22:26:35 GMT
pair of sunglasses with a stupid
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Post by Pest Control on Nov 29, 2006 22:41:51 GMT
size pants on them. Mean while
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Post by Duke Dudeston on Nov 29, 2006 22:48:47 GMT
a servant of "Amazing Boris and
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Post by Nuclear Badger on Nov 30, 2006 11:46:09 GMT
his creepy travel companion Verik Kridor
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