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05-26-2004
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Keeper of the Cheese
Join Date: May 2004
Location: San Francisco, CA
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Wap11 2.8 Hacks?
Are there any available? I know the power hack doesn't work, but it would be nice if I could get into some of the factory stuff like you can on the 2.6 and 2.1. Anyone know?
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06-29-2005
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Psychic Amish Stumbler
Join Date: Jul 2004
Location: Virginville, BlueBall, Bird In Hand, Intercourse, Paradise, PA
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Treat your gun like your genitals, only whip it out when it's absolutely necessary. |
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06-30-2005
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Asshole Emeritus
Join Date: May 2003
Location: Goomba's Booty Boardwalk
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Albatross!
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"My mind is aglow with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening through a cosmic vapor of invention." Sons of Confederate Veterans |
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06-30-2005
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Humourless EuroMod.
Join Date: Mar 2004
Location: City of Mermaids, Denmark
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No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Blue, idn'it, ay? Beautiful plumage!
Dutch
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All your answers are belong to Google. SEARCH DAMMIT! Warning. Warning. Low C8H10N4O2 level detected. Operator halted.... |
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06-30-2005
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Not feeling funny...
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Rebrandsoftware's mom's house...
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"What is your name?"
"Sir Robin of Locksley!" "What is your quest?" "To find the Holy Grail." "What is your favorite color?" "Red! No, blue aaauuugh!"
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WTOTD Industries - Where quality is Job #3. G8tK33per doesn't care about the tarded people! -Kanye West |
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06-30-2005
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Where's my Guinness?
Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Sq'rat on the loose!! Shoot 'im! (not you G8t)
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Listen, strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
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When I was your age, television was called books. And this is a special book. It was the book my father used to read to me when I was sick, and I used to read it to your father. And today, I'm gonna read it to you. Rompipalle della Chiesa del WiFi SHAMELESS PLUG! "Are you trying to irritate my colon ? Because if you are, I'll shit all over you in such a way you'll end up in a sanatorium, never to be heard from again." --Dutch |
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06-30-2005
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Asshole Emeritus
Join Date: May 2003
Location: Goomba's Booty Boardwalk
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"I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries."
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"My mind is aglow with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening through a cosmic vapor of invention." Sons of Confederate Veterans |
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06-30-2005
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I amuse you?
Join Date: Dec 2003
Posts: 9,141
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LAUNCELOT: Sir Galahad! GALAHAD: Oh, hello. LAUNCELOT: Quick! GALAHAD: What? LAUNCELOT: Quick! GALAHAD: Why? LAUNCELOT: You're in great peril! GALAHAD: ZOOT: LAUNCELOT: Silence, foul temptress! GALAHAD: Now look, it's not important. LAUNCELOT: Quick! Come on and we'll cover your escape! GALAHAD: Look, I'm fine! LAUNCELOT: Come on! GALAHAD: Now look, I can tackle this lot single-handed! DINGO: Yes! Let him tackle us single-handed! GIRLS: Yes! Tackle us single-handed! LAUNCELOT: No, Sir Galahad, come on! GALAHAD: No, really, honestly, I can go back and handle this lot easily! DINGO: Oh, yes, let him handle us easily. GIRLS: Yes, yes! GALAHAD: Wait! I can defeat them! There's only a hundred and fifty of them! DINGO: Yes, yes, he'll beat us easily, we haven't a chance. GIRLS: Yes, yes. [boom] DINGO: Oh, shit. [outside] LAUNCELOT: We were in the nick of time, you were in great peril. GALAHAD: I don't think I was. LAUNCELOT: Yes you were, you were in terrible peril. GALAHAD: Look, let me go back in there and face the peril. LAUNCELOT: No, it's too perilous. GALAHAD: Look, [something] as much peril as I can. LAUNCELOT: No, we've got to find the Holy Grail. Come on! GALAHAD: Well, let me have just a little bit of peril? LAUNCELOT: No, it's unhealthy. GALAHAD: Bet you're gay! LAUNCELOT: No, I'm not. Last edited by wrzwaldo : 06-30-2005 at 08:34 AM. |
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06-30-2005
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Where's my Guinness?
Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Sq'rat on the loose!! Shoot 'im! (not you G8t)
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NARRATOR: Sir Launcelot had saved Sir Galahad from almost certain temptation, but they were still no nearer the Grail. Meanwhile, King Arthur and Sir Bedevere, not more than a swallow's flight away, had discovered something. Oh, that's an unladen swallow's flight, obviously. I mean, they were more than two laden swallows' flights away-- four, really, if they had a coconut on a line between them. I mean, if the birds were walking and dragging--
CROWD: Get on with it! NARRATOR: Oh, anyway. On to scene twenty-four, which is a smashing scene with some lovely acting, in which Arthur discovers a vital clue, and in which there aren't any swallows, although I think you can hear a starling-- oooh!
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When I was your age, television was called books. And this is a special book. It was the book my father used to read to me when I was sick, and I used to read it to your father. And today, I'm gonna read it to you. Rompipalle della Chiesa del WiFi SHAMELESS PLUG! "Are you trying to irritate my colon ? Because if you are, I'll shit all over you in such a way you'll end up in a sanatorium, never to be heard from again." --Dutch |
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06-30-2005
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Not feeling funny...
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Rebrandsoftware's mom's house...
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Customer: Good Morning.
Wenslydale: Good morning, Sir. Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium! Customer: Ah, thank you, my good man. Wenslydale: What can I do for you, Sir? Customer: Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmon Street just now, skimming through "Rogue Herrys" by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish. Wenslydale: Peckish, sir? Customer: Esuriant. Wenslydale: Eh? Customer: 'Ee, Ah wor 'ungry-loike! Wenslydale: Ah, hungry! Customer: In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, "a little fermented curd will do the trick," so, I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles! Wenslydale: Come again? Customer: I want to buy some cheese. Wenslydale: Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bazouki player!
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