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Post by Tinaldor on May 23, 2005 15:24:38 GMT -5
No, blame it on that annoying kid thats always in ur way, every bloody morning!  |
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Post by Aerianeth on May 24, 2005 3:18:19 GMT -5
who would that be? ;D
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Post by Tinaldor on May 29, 2005 12:18:31 GMT -5
No-one ;D
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Post by Aerianeth on Jul 18, 2005 7:56:54 GMT -5
tell me!!!!! *goes red in the face*
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Post by Tinaldor on Jul 18, 2005 8:04:55 GMT -5
um a year 7 in my school? |
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Post by Aerianeth on Jul 18, 2005 8:44:12 GMT -5
that'll do...
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Post by Elbereth on Aug 15, 2005 23:58:26 GMT -5
Back on topic of the thread.... here is a quote that I found on a horse website.
'Force will never produce anything beautiful, we cannot use force with our horse. We want to show him in the beauty of his natural movements, therefore we have to treat, handle and restpect him as our friend. What a friend he can be, horses don't let you down.'
Franz Mairinger
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Post by Austin on Mar 17, 2006 16:14:34 GMT -5
'Dont knock on Death's door, ring the doorbell and run - he hates that"
~Unknown
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Post by Azrael Turnbull on Mar 24, 2006 6:11:17 GMT -5
Greenslade: "Hmmm... It's wet in here."
Moriaty: Yes I know... The tide came in!
Greenslade: *shocked look*... Uninvited!?!
~ The goon show!
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Ikali
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Citizen of Rivendell
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Post by Ikali on Apr 7, 2006 17:54:23 GMT -5
My poem I wrote awhile ago.
Alice in Wonderland
'Close your eyes, Alice in Wonderland'
'The dark is friend, not foe.'
Were the conforting words to me
So many time has I heard the words
My grandfather said to me
I never chose to believe him
The dark was never my friend
The night my light went out
Was the day the void moved in
'Sleep well, Alice in Wonderland
Remember the dark is your friend'
I watched him close the door
I was truly alone now
Instead of morning bustle
Silence was what greeted me
The night had been so dark
For little Alice in Wonderland
Where had he gone?
'Where is my grandfather?'
'He followed the white rabbit, Alice
He is in wonderland now.'
In Wonderland?
'When will I see him again?'
The silence grew
'Only in dreams, Alice, in Wonderland.'
Never had I been there
The light was always on
And then the lights went out
And grandpa went to Wonderland alone
How could he leave me behind?
We were supposed to go toether
Do I see him anymore?
Only in Wonderland
When all the lights go out.
This poem has a bit of a story behind it. You might have guessed, my name is Alice. My grandfather used to call me Alice in Wonderland. And I used to hate the dark. I was staying at my grandparents house once, and the power went out. It was the first time I had ever slept without a light (I was 6 at the time) and when I woke up, my grandfather had died. I blamed it on the dark for a long time, but I know better now. Cancer.
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Post by Azrael Turnbull on Apr 8, 2006 13:45:34 GMT -5
ooh, she writes poems! *applauds*
i couldn't write a poem to save my life.
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Post by Austin on May 7, 2006 7:53:27 GMT -5
*makes note of this*
Ballad of Soporific Absorbtion
Ho! Ho! Yes! Yes! It's very all well,
You may drunk I am think, but I tell you I'm not,
I'm as sound as a fiddle and fit as a bell,
And stable quite ill to see what's what.
I under do stand you surprise a got
When I headed my smear with gooseberry jam;
And I've swallowed, I grant, a beer of lot -
But I'm not so think as you drunk I am.
Can I liquor my stand? Why, yes, like hell!
I care not how many a tossed I've pot,
I shall stralk quite weight and not yutter an ell,
My feech will not spalter the least little jot:
If you knownly had own! - well, I gave him a dot,
And I said to him, 'Sergeant, I'll come like a lamb -
The floor it seems like a storm in a yacht,
But I'm not so think as you drunk I am.
For example, to prove it I'll tale you a tell -
I once knew a fellow named Apricot -
I'm sorry, I just chair over a fell -
A trifle - this chap, on a very day hot -
If I hadn't consumed that last whisky of tot! -
As I said now, this fellow, called Abraham -
Ah? One more? Since it's you! Just a do me will spot -
But I'm not so think as you drunk I am.
Envoi
So, Prince, you suggest I've bolted my shot?
Well, like what you say, and soul your damn!
I'm an upple litset by the talk you rot -
But I'm not so think as you drunk I am.
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Post by Azrael Turnbull on May 8, 2006 12:33:18 GMT -5
...did you write that dude? (*applauds* if you did)
It almost sounds like something Bluebottle would say.
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Post by Austin on May 8, 2006 15:47:13 GMT -5
no i didn't write it, cant remember who did tho
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Post by Tinaldor on May 8, 2006 16:09:27 GMT -5
thats class! I love it!
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