WINNER=MEEEEE!!!!!
Losers=Youse guyses!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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WINNER=MEEEEE!!!!!
Losers=Youse guyses!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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When I get old, I move north and drive slow in the fast lane.
Good TRY.... :P
You= Author
Me= First Post...................heheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeee I win.![]()
Waaaait a minute...!! :evil:
Can he do that??????? :evil:
I object your Honor. :P
:shock: I OBJECT...I OBJECT....HE'S OUTTA ORDER !!!!!!
(gavel) ORDER....ORDER....
Council...control your Client...
:evil: NO MAN....I WON'T CALM DOWN....HE CAN'T DO THAT!!! ...can he??? :evil:
ORDER...ORDER IN THE COURT!!!!
You will sit down and shut up Mr. RH...or I will fined you in CONTEMPT!!
Eff You Mannnnnnnnn.......No you shut up...
that's cheating mannnnnnnnnnnnnn... :evil: TAKE your hands off me!!!
BALIFF...escort Mr. RH to the HOLDING CELL.
(squirmish...scuffle...scrape...very ugly scene)
(Cameras flashing....??? Where did the PRESS come from??)
(VERY LOUD OBSCENITIES) :evil: :evil: :evil:
ORDER...ORDER... (gavel pounding to near breaking)
(Court murmur)
(Defendant grinning)![]()
(Plaintiff Council with head in hands...near tears)
Uh, my client has something to say......
Hey maaan. Uh, I mean your honor. Dude, maan, I aint used to saying that maan. I know nothing about what he said. I'm just with the band, maan. I was just singing with my friends, maan. Can I just win the prize that got us into this court in the first place? I'm ready to go maan. :P
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Entertaining bunch you are!
Yes. me author, but the authority has to be posted! So I'M first. You seconds! 8)
When I get old, I move north and drive slow in the fast lane.
8) Okidocki then.........I'm first second!....heheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee no takesee backsee...
I WIN![]()
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:?
...sooooooooooo
....whatdid I win?
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I will hear the Evedence you may proceed, but NO more out burst.![]()
On the edge of sleep, I heard voices behind the door
The known and the nameless, familiar and faceless
My angels and my demons at war'
At war...
'Which one will lose depends on what I choose
Or maybe which voice I ignore...'
Wilderness of mirrors
Streets of cold desire
My precious sense of honor
Just a shield of rusty wire
I hold against the chaos
And the cross of holy fire
Wilderness of mirrors
So easy to deceive
My precious sense of rightness
Is sometimes so naive
So that which I imagine
Is that which I believe
RUSH
What did you win????????
A chrome plated 10-36. :P
When I get old, I move north and drive slow in the fast lane.
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