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Posted: July 25, 2008 12:14 am  | |||
      IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85    | ohjahi. I'm back again. :9 I take funneh screenies k?  --------------------   | ||
Posted: July 25, 2008 03:37 am | |||
 IRC Nickname: Darth Group: Ex-Member Posts: 4601 Member No.: 838 Joined: June 12, 2008 Total Events Attended: 558 |  wat --------------------  | ||
Posted: July 25, 2008 04:25 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 |  ^For all people who don't know, Yaoi is Gay Anime Porn. So I pwnt George.      <-- Epic pwn. <--- Epic pwn x 10,000. -------------------- | ||
Posted: July 25, 2008 07:23 am | |||
 IRC Nickname: megajayson Group: Elite Guardian Posts: 9246 Member No.: 423 Joined: April 4, 2008 Total Events Attended: 216 |  baha men should have sung who let the monkeys out --------------------  This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! 7th Highest Overall for Wars Attended. | ||
Posted: July 25, 2008 04:21 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 |
Wow, 2 bugs in one...somebody's getting banned, rofl. -------------------- | ||
Posted: July 25, 2008 05:42 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Darth Group: Ex-Member Posts: 4601 Member No.: 838 Joined: June 12, 2008 Total Events Attended: 558 |    ^I'm sad. That's the highest dds spec I've ever hit -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 1, 2008 04:22 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 |   -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 1, 2008 05:04 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Sadam Group: Guest Posts: 19 Member No.: 1234 Joined: July 25, 2008 Total Events Attended: 8 |  I bad crop but yeah, murky is dirty  --------------------  | ||
Posted: August 3, 2008 05:47 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Cody|Mustang Group: Ex-Member Posts: 321 Member No.: 73 Joined: January 1, 2008 Total Events Attended: 44 |   zezima meybeh?  ^^^^ LOLOLOLOL Samosab idk how many of you know him but yeah...  -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 8, 2008 06:11 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Cody|Mustang Group: Ex-Member Posts: 321 Member No.: 73 Joined: January 1, 2008 Total Events Attended: 44 |  SMITE HIM!!! -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 8, 2008 06:28 am | |||
 IRC Nickname: Buzzard1985 Group: Emeritus Posts: 817 Member No.: 723 Joined: May 30, 2008 Total Events Attended: 52 |
I remember that. The good ol' days. --------------------  - [99 / 99 Woodcutting] - [85 / 99 Fletching] - [82 / 99 Fishing] - - [14 / 24 Skills 70+] - | ||
Posted: August 11, 2008 04:57 am | |||
 IRC Nickname: Wayne|Eregion2 Group: Emeritus Posts: 3087 Member No.: 156 Joined: January 25, 2008 Total Events Attended: 8 | Some of these are pretty old.  Enjoy.      
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Posted: August 11, 2008 04:59 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Tttkaab|Brandon Group: Ex-Member Posts: 622 Member No.: 123 Joined: January 12, 2008 Total Events Attended: 53 |  Ninja turtle and line of kalphites They wanted sex tbh  Brandon -------------------- Ex-Wilderness Leader of WG. I'll always be here for the people that need me. RS Accounts: Sadcon1, Tttkaab & T Dwag | ||
Posted: August 11, 2008 05:17 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 |   <---I beat Lordy <---I beat Lordy twice <---Then we tied     -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 11, 2008 05:24 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Wayne|Eregion2 Group: Emeritus Posts: 3087 Member No.: 156 Joined: January 25, 2008 Total Events Attended: 8 | This just in!  -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 11, 2008 05:24 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 |
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Posted: August 13, 2008 04:51 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Darth Group: Ex-Member Posts: 4601 Member No.: 838 Joined: June 12, 2008 Total Events Attended: 558 |  -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 13, 2008 04:58 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 | o deer   -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 13, 2008 06:32 am | |||
 IRC Nickname: Kiwi011 Group: Emeritus Posts: 3052 Member No.: 40 Joined: December 30, 2007 Total Events Attended: 21 |  read after this wall of text, they are worth it and r uber funny.....pee ess, dont quote it Diary of a Snow Shoveler December 8: 6:00 PM. It started to snow. The first snow of the season and the wife and I took our c0cktails and sat for hours by the window watching the huge soft flakes drift down from heaven. It looked like a Grandma Moses Print. So romantic we felt like newlyweds again. I love snow! December 9: We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Can there be a more lovely place in the Whole World? Moving here was the best idea I've ever had. Shoveled for the first time in years and felt like a boy again. I did both our driveway and the sidewalks. This afternoon the snow plow came along and covered up the sidewalks and closed in the driveway, so I got to shovel again. What a perfect life. December 12: The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a disappointment. My neighbor tells me not to worry, we'll definitely have a white Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful! Bob says we'll have so much snow by the end of winter that I'll never want to see snow again. I don't think that's possible. Bob is such a nice man. I'm glad he's our neighbor. December 14: Snow, lovely snow! 8" last night. The temperature dropped to -20. The cold makes everything sparkle so. The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and sidewalks. This is the life! The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again. I didn't realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I'll certainly get back in shape this way. I wish I wouldn't huff and puff so. December 15: 20 inches forecast. Sold my van and bought a 4x4 Blazer. Bought snow tires for the wife's car and 2 extra shovels. Stocked the freezer. The wife wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. I think that's silly. We aren't in Alaska, after all. December 16: Ice storm this morning. Fell on my a$$ on the ice in the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like hell. The wife laughed for an hour, which I think was very cruel. December 17: Still way below freezing. Roads are too icy to go anywhere. Electricity was off for 5 hours. I had to pile the blankets on to stay warm. Nothing to do but stare at the wife and try not to irritate her. Guess I should've bought a wood stove, but won't admit it to her. God I hate it when she's right. I can't believe I'm freezing to death in my own living room. December 20: Electricity's back on, but had another 14" of the damn stuff last night. More shoveling. Took all day. Freakin snowplow came by twice. Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but they said they're too busy playing hockey. I think they're lying. Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a snow blower and they're out. Might have another shipment in March. I think they're lying. Bob says I have to shovel or the city will have it done and bill me. I think he's lying. December 22: Bob was right about a white Christmas because 13 more inches of the white sh!t fell today, and it's so cold it probably won't melt till August. Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel and then I had to piss. By the time I got undressed, pissed and dressed again. I was too tired to shovel. Tried to hire Bob who has a plow on his truck for the rest of the winter; but he says he's too busy. I think the a$$hole is lying. December 23: Only 2" of snow today. And it warmed up to 0. The wife wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What is she...nuts??? Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did, but I think she's damn well lying. December 24: 6". Snow packed so hard by snowplow, I broke the shovel. Thought I was having a heart attack. If I ever catch the son of a b!tch who drives that snowplow, I'll drag him through the snow by his balls. I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over where I've just been! Tonight the wife wanted me to sing Christmas carols with her and open our presents, but I was busy watching for the freakin snowplow. December 25: Merry Christmas. 20 more inches of the !=3D@x@!x!x1 slop tonight. Snowed in. The idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. God I hate the snow! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel. The wife says I have a bad attitude. I think she's an idiot. If I have to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" one more time, I'm going to kill her. December 26: Still snowed in. Why the hell did I ever move here? It was all HER idea. She's really getting on my nerves. December 27: Temperature dropped to -30 and the pipes froze. December 28: Warmed up to above -50. Still snowed in. THE B!TCH is driving me crazy!! December 29: 10 more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it could cave-in. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he think I am? December 30: Roof caved in. The snow plow driver is suing me for a million dollars for the bump on his head. The wife went home to her mother . 9" predicted. December 31: Set fire to what's left of the house. No more shoveling. January 8: I feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep giving me. Why am I tied to the bed? ______________________________________ Midget Story We all have dreams. Martin Luther King dreamt of racial harmony. Larry Hagman dreamt of Jeannie. For over a decade, I dreamt of ****ing a midget. One weekend in July of 2006, I finally achieved my dream. It went down like this: I was at the gym when I got this text message from my buddy DrunkasaurusRex. He likes to play with my emotions, so I never take his text messages seriously: 5:51pm DrunkRex: There is a midget convention at the hilton in milwaukee here with my girlfriend and [soylentgreen] is here too. 5:52pm Tucker: **** you 5:53pm Drunkrex: Im dead serious 5:54pm Tucker: I hate you 5:56pm Drunkrex: Soylent has a free roundtrip ticket 6:00pm Tucker: STOP TEASING He called me a few minutes later, when I was at home, wiping off the sweat and about to cook dinner. DrunkRex "Did you get my message? I am in Milwaukee with my girlfriend...and there is a midget convention in town this weekend." Tucker "I got your ****ing message. Come on man, stop playing." DrunkRex "Tucker, I am DEAD serious. They are everywhere. It's like the circus and The Wizard of Oz are in town at the same time. I swear on my life there are hundreds of midgets here." [10 second pause] Tucker "I am on the next flight." It took me about 40 seconds to throw clothes into a duffle bag. Another 20 seconds to sprint out the door and onto Park Avenue. I was in a cab to La Guardia within two minutes of getting the call. The TV and lights were still on in my apartment, I'd left the steak I was going to eat for dinner thawing in the sink, and I was still covered in gym sweat. None of that mattered; I was finally going to **** a midget. In the cab, I was so excited I could barely breathe. I called all my best friends, screaming incoherent babbles about sex with little people. The call to Junior (from "The Vegas Story," which is only published in I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell) was the best: Junior "What is wrong with you? Why not just get a midget hooker and be done with it?" Tucker "**** THAT. Just because you buy Dwight Gooden's World Series ring off Ebay doesn't mean that you were on the '86 Mets. Some things you can only claim if you have earned them. MIDGET *****, HERE I COME!!" I was more excited about this than I was when my book hit the New York Times best seller list. I felt like a six year old on the night before Christmas. At the airport and in line for my ticket, I am forced to fly Midwest Airlines because they are the only airline that cares enough about Milwaukee to fly there. A very nice, very Midwestern couple is in front of me. The man's shirt has a picture of cheese on it. Tucker "You guys going to Milwaukee?" Guy "Yes sir, heading home after a vacation." Tucker "Did you know there are midgets in Milwaukee?" The man and his wife are silent and confused. Tucker "HUNDREDS OF THEM!" They turn around and mumble something about crazy New Yorkers. Whatever, they've never ****ed a midget, they don't matter. The flight was nearly intolerable; my mind was spinning with questions. How do you pick up a midget? Are you allowed to physically pick them up? What is the etiquette for dealing with a midget? When you hug them, can you hold them tight like a teddy bear, and promise to pet them and love them? Do they get pissed if you set your drink on top of their head? No one really talks about this. What about their day to day lives? How do they get luggage in the overhead bin when they fly? Do they get to live in those cool apartments with the really low door handles and counters? What if a midget punches me in the nuts? Since their arms are too short to reach their crotches, how do they wipe? Or masturbate? Even more to the point, what do their pussies feel like? Are they normal sized? Can they give me head without kneeling? When she's riding me, can I spin her like a top? I was in Milwaukee by 10pm. My buddy SoylentGreen picked me up, and we were at the Hilton hotel bar by 11pm. I almost hyperventilated upon seeing my first gaggle of midgets. There were six of them, sitting at a table drinking just like normal people, their tiny little legs barely hanging over the seats, tiny little feet dangling like a toddler's. Their Miller Lite bottles looked massive as they gripped them with both of their tiny little hands. Their humongous foreheads and brow ridges were raised in excitement as they laughed at a tiny little joke. Tucker "You know CPR right? I think my heart might explode." Soylent "You are so ****ing weird." Then I saw her: My MidgetPrincess. Her blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes made me think of Gwyneth Paltrow. Her missing neck and bowlegs gave me an idea what Gwyneth would look like if placed in a vise and squished to one-quarter size. As her pigeon-toed feet carried her past my table, I slid down in my chair, hoping to catch her eye. She looked at me and smiled, her mashed-up teeth sparkling in the oily light of the popcorn machine. I gave her an unmistakable "I want to **** you" look, she shot me back a quick "My spine hurts" face, and I was smitten. I start planning out how I am going to hit on her, but much to my dismay I find myself feeling something I haven't felt in years: Nervousness. What the ****? I literally can't even remember the last time I was nervous around a girl. Is this what it's like to be a normal guy? This sucks. Every time I tried to talk to one of the midgets I would start giggling and sweating; it was ****ing ridiculous and comical at the same time. I felt like a middle schooler who'd snuck into his sister's college party. Eventually, SoylentGreen--who thinks he's better than me because he isn't obsessed with ****ing a midget--had to take over. I think the midgets took a liking to Soylent because he is barely taller than they are and he looks exactly like Gimli the Dwarf from the Lord of the Rings movies. Within minutes we were sitting with the little people. My MidgetPrincess was at the table, and even though I'd only had like five beers, the room was spinning around her. I would talk, but I couldn't hear the words coming out of my mouth. She would answer back, and it sounded like a chorus of tiny little angels. Is this what love is like? If so, I might have to try it. Then it happened: Soylent "So, what's up tonight at the chocolate factory? Any cool parties?" MaleMidget "Oh dude, you should come with us upstairs. It's the last night of the LP [Little Person] convention, there is a big dance on the 5th floor." Tucker "Don't play with my emotions. If you are lying about this, I don't think I could handle it." MaleMidget [looking at me like I am some sort of weirdo] "No dude. It should be fun. Everyone is up there." Do you know what it takes to make me speechless? For ****s sake, I had a girl tattoo "I ****ed Tucker Max" over her *****. You could say that my sense of "Wow" is a bit numb. Knowing that, I ask you to put yourself in this situation and see what your reaction would be: Go to a hotel. Hit the button for the elevator. Take note of the step stool below the button panel, with the note above it, "Please do not remove stool." Ride the elevator up to the fifth floor. Walk out into the hallway, and do a double take at the FLEET of Rascal scooters in the ballroom lobby (Rascals are those red motorized scooters that you always see old people on in the grocery store). You might first think you stumbled into a geriatric convention, but you study the people on the Rascals, and realize something: None of their feet are touching the base. They are all midgets! MIDGETS ON RASCALS!!! Reeling from this discovery, you head into the ballroom and see approximately FOUR HUNDRED MIDGETS!!! ALL OF THEM ARE DANCING TO BABY HUEY!!! AND THEY ARE POPPING AND LOCKING! I REPEAT: HUNDREDS OF MIDGETS ARE POPPING AND LOCKING!!! What would you do? WHAT WOULD YOU DO??? I know what I did. I got a massive erection. As much as I would love to tell you a really cool story about how I spent the next hour hitting on all the hot midgets, dancing with them, doing tiny little body shots off tiny little bodies, and tossing midgets all around the hotel, I can't...because nothing like that happened. Basically, I just sat there, vacant as a lobotomy patient, staring at the midgets, in utter disbelief at the scene unfolding before me--it was complete Midget Overload. Six midgets at a table had me nearly catatonic, you can only imagine what 400 midgets popping and locking did. And when I saw the two midgets slow dancing, but the midget guy was so short that the midget girl had to kneel to dance with him...I was done. I am honestly not sure how the next part unfolded, but I do know for damn sure I had nothing to do with it. One moment I was sitting at a table in the ballroom, staring in utter disbelief at the midget dance party in front of me, the next moment, I was part of a group walking toward the elevator. That group was me, DrunkRex, SoylentGreen, our female friend Jessie...and three midgets, one female and two male. Tucker [whispering] "Jessie, there are three midgets with us." Jessie [normal voice] "I know, I invited them. I think the cute one will **** you." Tucker [still whispering] "I will name all my illegitimate children after you if she does." The elevator ride was awesome: Soylent [to one of the male midgets with us] "So, you like midget girls or normal girls?" Midget "**** that midget shit, man. I want me a BIG girl! [pointing at Jess, who is half black, half Italian] Soylent, you think you could set me up with some black *****?!" Soylent "****! Goddamn man, that is Afro-Italian *****...what do you think, I'm running a midget convention ***** house special? I'm not ****ing her, you are welcome to knock yourself out trying ****er!" Tucker "Hey man, can you talk to dolphins and pilot whales with that huge forehead of yours?" DolphinMidget "**** you *******! Did you come with Jessie, I'm gonna **** her in front of you!!" Tucker "EEK EEK EEK!! That's dolphin for 'I'm sorry.' But you already knew that." DolphinMidget "Hey, you guys want to smoke some rock? I got a connection in Milwaukee, this taxi driver. I'm gonna call him in a minute." At the hotel bar Jessie starts to go to work on my MidgetPrincess. Jessie is pimping me so hard, she's doing everything short of smacking me up for having short money. Being pimped by a girl to another girl is pretty much the optimal situation for a guy, so I did the best thing I could do: shut the **** up, smile at the MidgetPrincess when she looked at me, buy everyone beer, and hope for the best. Guys, when you have a girl running game for you, the more you speak, the greater the chance you'll **** it up. Be quiet and let the girl do the work. Women trust women, not men. The less you interfere, the less game you run, the better. Sounds counterintuitive, doesn't it? Welcome to women, enjoy your stay. When I got beers for us all, I discovered something mildly amusing about Milwaukee. If you are ever there, order a Budweiser. Seriously, people FLIP OUT at you. I was confused at first, until it was explained to me: the city of Milwaukee is basically owned by Miller Brewing Company, and of course their big rival is Bud, presumably because they are located in St. Louis. Hey Milwaukeeans, I'm going to let you in on a little secret: Bud, MGD, Bud Light, Miller Lite--it's all shitty beer. No one cares except fat-assed cow-town hicks, i.e., all of you. Get over it and focus on something important, like not being such fat asses. At one point, DolphinMidget accosts Jessie when she is in the women's bathroom. DolphinMidget: "Hey, baby...wanna get down?" Jessie: "Uhhh, no." DolphinMidget: "IT'S 'CAUSE YOU HATE MIDGETS ISN'T IT?!" Though she did not **** him, Jessie found out the answer to a question we all had. She came back from the bathroom giggling: "I just saw him pee! He pulled his junk out of his pants, and laid across the toilet sideways. It was awesome!!!" At closing time, the whole crew--three midgets included--came back with us to Soylent's place to party. As we crossed the street, several cars zoomed past, so I reached down to hold the hand of my MidgetPrincess, you know--because I'm a gentleman and shit. She reaches up to grab my hand, but hers is too small to grasp mine...so instead she wrapped her entire palm and Jimmy Dean sausage fingers around just my pinky. I'm going to pause here so the visual of me crossing the street with a hot midget holding my pinky can sink in (and yes, as soon as she did this, the image of playing with a toddler came into my sick, sick mind). In the elevator, MidgetPrincess grabbed my butt, MidgetPrincess "Damn, you got a fine ***." Tucker "I do pilates." MidgetPrincess "Do you really? I bet you are good in bed." There isn't a better opening than that. Did I come back with a smooth line? Did I woo and charm her, sealing the deal with a suave and debonair retort? Tucker "I wanna make a mess in yer mouth." That's what I said. Don't ask me why. I don't know. Thankfully, she thought it was funny, because if she had been offended and left, I am pretty sure I would have slit my wrists with the closest sharp edge I could find (and for the record, I have never done pilates, I don't know why I said that either). We get into Soylent's apartment, she pulls me into his bedroom, and we start ****ing. See, this is why you need good friends, in fact, this should be one of the measures of how good a friendship is: Will your buddy let you **** a midget in his bed? If the answer is yes, then you know that dude is solid. Clothes off, I slid right in. Her ***** was not that tight, in fact, it basically felt normal. First question answered. One of my favorite positions is me on top with the girls legs over my shoulders. I like that position because it gives my **** a more direct line of entry and, if I position my hips right, I hit the girls g-spot in the process. For the most part, I am all about myself in bed, but if everyone can win, why not go with that? Plus, when her legs are over your shoulders, you control everything that is going on, and I am a big fan of dominance. After a few minutes of missionary, I move to throw her legs over my shoulders. Normally when I do this, the girl's knees are over my shoulders and her lower legs are either in the air or resting on my back, depending on how I hit it. It went different with my MidgetPrincess. I grab her legs, push them up on my shoulders, but instead of having her knees next to my ears...her feet were next to my cheeks...and a few of her toes went into my mouth...yes, her legs were completely straight. This was a bit disturbing, to say the least. About ten seconds later, she made me stop because I was hurting her. Even though her ***** is a normal width, it is much shallower than the average *****, and with her legs on my chest (and her toes in my mouth), my **** was smashing into her cervix. Second question answered. Only one final question: I got on bottom and had her ride me. Despite my best drunken attempt, I was not able to spin her like a top on my penis. It might have worked if my **** was longer, but alas, I am an average white guy. She passed out when we were done, and I joined the party that was still going. Flush with excitement and pride, I triumphantly threw my hand in the air and yelled across the apartment, "RAISE YOUR ****ING HAND IF YOU'VE EVER ****ED A MIDGET, *****ES!!" The other two midgets raised their hands. Thanks *******s. We kept drinking and hanging out, and like an hour later DolphinMidget comes up to me and Soylent. DolphinMidget "Hey man, can I borrow twenty bucks? That taxi driver I called is out front." Is a crackhead midget hitting me up for a $20? So he can smoke some rock? DolphinMidget "I really need a hit, and I lost my wallet, man. Please." He is. He really is. I truly live a blessed life. --------------------  | ||
Posted: August 18, 2008 01:56 am | |||
 IRC Nickname: Mr Glennfase Group: Emeritus Posts: 3064 Member No.: 39 Joined: December 30, 2007 Total Events Attended: 220 | BUMP! -------------------- That's Mr. Glennfase to you. Ex-Warlord/Council  | ||
Posted: August 18, 2008 02:53 am | |||
| IRC Nickname: Kiwi011 Group: Emeritus Posts: 3052 Member No.: 40 Joined: December 30, 2007 Total Events Attended: 21 |
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Posted: August 22, 2008 03:25 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 | I got maor   -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 23, 2008 05:16 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 | Zeth likes the penis. -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 23, 2008 05:31 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Darth Group: Ex-Member Posts: 4601 Member No.: 838 Joined: June 12, 2008 Total Events Attended: 558 |  -------------------- | ||
Posted: August 25, 2008 04:24 pm | |||
| IRC Nickname: Mistah_Vince Group: Ex-Member Posts: 2235 Member No.: 233 Joined: February 14, 2008 Total Events Attended: 85 |  Looks like I'm getting impaled. Okay wtf, now people apparently don't have names.  -------------------- | ||
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