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written Saturday, April 10 2004 06:52
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Mel Gibson is one of those Catholics who rejects Vatican II. His father is a blatant anti-Semite, and I have heard that Passion really overplays the Jewish-betrayal angle. Saying 'but Jesus was Jewish, so how could it be anti-semitic?' isn't sufficient, either -- the deep-ingrained belief of Jesus as a Christian figure prevents a popular association of him with the Jews, and any idiot with even the vaguest theologic psyschology behind them would know that. It forces the literalist view of Jesus as one with God, which isn't too unreasonable given the circumstances. However, it also portrays Jesus as a handsome Greek -- the image most have had of him since the Byzantines cornered the market on images of the man in the first few centuries. Given as how little issue is made of his physical appearance in the Bible, he would have been black-haired, tan-to-brown skinned, bearded, and rather typically Jewish in appearance. Western standards of beauty are unkind to Semites in general, which means that we'd see someone who looked reasonably like Jesus as rather ugly. 'Passion' is really nothing special; it's what we've been spoon-fed in church for centuries. I am not lead to understand it makes much mention of Jesus's involvement with the multifarious Palestinian rebel movements, for which he was crucified. (The Romans ran a tremendous, well-organized, and essentially law-loving empire. Think about it: why execute a prophet who preaches peace, tolerance, and 'unto Caesar what is Caesar's'?) Nor does it really mention the domineering role of the Apostles in post-Jesus teachings and the interpretation of teachings in Jesus's lifetimes. So far as I can tell, seeing this movie is like paying $7 to watch a high-budget production of 'Jack and the Beanstalk' in the original middle-German. Sure, it must be pretty powerful, but is it really something we haven't seen before? -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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quote:The word 'vahnatai' was not found in the database. EDIT: I just saw Plah's page and RRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLllllllllllllkhhhhh [ Friday, April 09, 2004 13:38: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX Misogynism is the wave of the future, but it sure pisses the womenfolk off. Shocking, isn't it? Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Friday, April 9 2004 10:19
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It's a snuff film. Who doesn't watch 'em for entertainment? The police? -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX Misogynism is the wave of the future, but it sure pisses the womenfolk off. Shocking, isn't it? Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, April 7 2004 16:47
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No. [ Thursday, April 08, 2004 19:02: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX Misogynism is the wave of the future, but it sure pisses the womenfolk off. Shocking, isn't it? Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, April 5 2004 19:11
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Eww, old dirty brass. -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, April 5 2004 18:02
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Unfortunately, this goes back to the Exiles -- had Jeff felt like adding area-of-effect spells to the Av series ( :rolleyes: ), this sort of thing would have been avoided, among other things. For you and all who come after you, no, nothing stops you from taking damage on terrain. Not even intervening impassible terrain -- even if you found yourself IN one of the walls, you'd take damage. -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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Unfortunately, this goes back to the Exiles -- had Jeff felt like adding area-of-effect spells to the Av series ( :rolleyes: ), this sort of thing would have been avoided, among other things. For you and all who come after you, no, nothing stops you from taking damage on terrain. Not even intervening impassible terrain -- even if you found yourself IN one of the walls, you'd take damage. -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, April 5 2004 16:39
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Loki, those computers aren't Macs or PCs. FLEX YOUR LOSING MUSCLES! THEY ARE CLEARLY THE MIGHTIEST YOU HAVE [ Monday, April 05, 2004 17:29: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, April 5 2004 16:26
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I own Vahnatai Week at once. FLEX YOUR MIGHTY LOSING MUSCLES -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX Misogynism is the wave of the future, but it sure pisses the womenfolk off. Shocking, isn't it? Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, April 5 2004 15:36
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You're reading fan mail from nonmodular games, though; the best scenarios according to that market (so far as I am aware, it is nigh-on impossible to pirate BoE or get scenarios to work outside of a registered version, so I can assert with some confidence that most people who have opinions on scenarios have, in fact, paid you for it) are the ones with the best plot. The scenario experience is too short and shallow to allow a great depth of combat action. Ivory makes beautiful sculptures, but it takes an idiot to try and make a wall out of it. [ Monday, April 05, 2004 15:36: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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You're reading fan mail from nonmodular games, though; the best scenarios according to that market (so far as I am aware, it is nigh-on impossible to pirate BoE or get scenarios to work outside of a registered version, so I can assert with some confidence that most people who have opinions on scenarios have, in fact, paid you for it) are the ones with the best plot. The scenario experience is too short and shallow to allow a great depth of combat action. Ivory makes beautiful sculptures, but it takes an idiot to try and make a wall out of it. [ Monday, April 05, 2004 15:36: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, April 5 2004 15:27
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Mr. Vogel, your comment (read 'Ha ha, you ignorant fool, you obviously have no idea what you're talking about because I designed these games!') was directed towards one of the most prolific and widely-played Blades designers in the community. I'd like to point out that Blades would have sold horribly had it not been for the scenario designer community. They are paying customers, but that's less important than the fact that they are not A but THE draw to your product. No one will buy BoA for sheer hack-n-slash action; they'll say 'this is buggy, unreliable, short crap' and stick to the series Avernums. No one is going to buy two copies of Avernum 3 to make up for lack of sales draw on BoA's part. If I were you, I would make strides to alienate your designer community a LOT less -- there's a HUGE amount of discontent with your attitude among the best designers and they do NOT grow on trees. [ Monday, April 05, 2004 15:28: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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Mr. Vogel, your comment (read 'Ha ha, you ignorant fool, you obviously have no idea what you're talking about because I designed these games!') was directed towards one of the most prolific and widely-played Blades designers in the community. I'd like to point out that Blades would have sold horribly had it not been for the scenario designer community. They are paying customers, but that's less important than the fact that they are not A but THE draw to your product. No one will buy BoA for sheer hack-n-slash action; they'll say 'this is buggy, unreliable, short crap' and stick to the series Avernums. No one is going to buy two copies of Avernum 3 to make up for lack of sales draw on BoA's part. If I were you, I would make strides to alienate your designer community a LOT less -- there's a HUGE amount of discontent with your attitude among the best designers and they do NOT grow on trees. [ Monday, April 05, 2004 15:28: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Sunday, April 4 2004 02:17
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I'd proposition you if that sort of thing weren't illegal in Texas. Excellent work, and likely to be invaluable in establishing the BoA Arena. [ Sunday, April 04, 2004 02:18: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Sunday, April 4 2004 02:17
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I'd proposition you if that sort of thing weren't illegal in Texas. Excellent work, and likely to be invaluable in establishing the BoA Arena. [ Sunday, April 04, 2004 02:18: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Saturday, April 3 2004 21:59
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You're just throwing out random words in a vain attempt to look big, much like a cat puffs up violently when threatened. I severely doubt you know 'several dialects' of archaic English, being as how English as it is has never been dialectualized enough to justify anything besides phonetic differences. Who considers you an intellectual? And what's your issue with the Bible? -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Saturday, April 3 2004 20:50
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In early 2003, I believe it was, I was playing Fallout. I had just cleansed Antium by holy fire when something popped. Real loud, inside the monitor, and the screen flickered out. Then it came back -- upside down, at half the normal width, in grayscale. A split second later, I caught the most terrifying odor I've ever smelled in my life. In a small room, illuminated by the hostile glare of a CRT that chose that moment to buy the farm loud, fast, and hard, I smelled roasting ham. I was out as soon as it took to rip the surge protector out of the wall and run like hell. Days later, the monitor still smelled like ham. I imagine it still does, but have no way to check. [ Thursday, April 08, 2004 19:05: Message edited by: Nemo Custer Impune Lacessit ] -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Saturday, April 3 2004 12:03
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quote: -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Saturday, April 3 2004 11:28
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'Twixt' means 'between'. And never use baroque linguistic structure unless you're literally speaking for a historic figure. -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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I apply to your 'work' the one-word version of Akhronath's review of Johnny Favourite. -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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written Friday, April 2 2004 13:35
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Language is the vessel by which we describe what we cannot with action. Poetry is the language of the soul. As such, it shouldn't be dragged into anything that can be produced by action. The word 'poetry' has done nothing to deserve being pinned onto sentiments better expressed by physical action. And it it is my opinion that in the above several cases, the sentiment can, in fact, be expressed perfectly well without words, in an act regarded as impolite for mixed company. I feel exceptionally dire today. I critique, yes. "Get to bed," the parents yell the little children don't agree. "The Boogeyman will surely get you then and you will pay the fee." But do they listen? Not a chance. They continue on to play. Until they hear a voice above them: "You will surely die today." Little children run and hide, to escape their gruesome fate. But only now do they realize, that running is too late. Running fast and running hard, they run as much as they can. But no matter how much they will try, they won't escape the Boogeyman. The phoenomenon of 'bathos' is in play here. A situation becomes bathetic when the wrong connotational emotion is applied to it, or if it's being given more characteristic significance than it deserves. At face value, this poem is about a childhood fear that we all outgrow at a single-digit age. When you dig deeper, it's self-indulgent wanking. Don't quit your day job. -- I have lived in the mountain for years. Breathed its dank air Dreamt dreams, indulged my fears Engaged in thoughts both mundane and rare. I have wandered its passages long. Found secret portals and dark lairs I have been filled with joy, have broken into song, Have watered the hard ground with my tears. A rough-hewn stairway exists here Leading up into shadowy unrest Its destination shielded from the sharp eye?s peer Hidden in the cloak of mist. I have thought often of making the climb. Of trekking up the tortuous stair And reaching the top, aching limb from limb To find a world far more fair. But whenever this thought occurs to me I realize its danger, its deceptive facility And considering everything, I always see I?m better off in my mountain of security. Live, live. -- Oracles Wisdom costs their kindness Knowledge sickens their souls I watch from a distance how they Sit on dark thrones, incense smoke writhing, obscuring Mutter serene prophecies Rule gods and royalty, their fortresses, iron foundations shaken, cracked The gospel rewritten, the castles in the air toppled No laws of science or government move them and their words We do not hear the whispers passing their lips Yet the crude, unstable towers of rumour and half-caught tales Write our doctrines, build our history, crown our kings Soak our men in blood Millions have died for these spirit's whispers Still blades are bloodied by indecipherable rhymes Still tears are shed by those who have lost to an unproven phrase And everything ashes to nothing The untouchables, the unspoken to Corpses litter the ground at at their feet Oracles mutter on I don't like it and I can't tell why. Perhaps it's the insincerity; insincerity will kill good poetry or good pornography dead, and must be avoided at all costs in both cases. -- I had my lute and my poetry I told of divided dominions, fairy creed A hundred blades wiped clean on bloodied snow A traveler with many leagues to go How many dead tales have the troubadours told? In the shining courts of emperors old Of spell-woven swords and sorcerer queens Of hooded strangers robed in green Where are our metered songs now sung? How many new stories have us spiders spun? We are abandoned to a nowhere fate As kings concern themselves with politics in other states Now they look to the future, not the past Our legends, like fine roses, couldn?t last No haven for what was once a royal troubadour Save inns for the plaguèd, ale-blind poor Many better storytellers than I drink And are content to no longer tell tales or think In dreams but spend days with a poorer company Of fools and ne?er do-wells and petty thieves. Maybe I find bathos too easy. Maybe I don't. But I feel it here; I loathe dwelling on the past. -- I was the strongest of my kind, The mightyest of all, For through my strength and will and speed, I was the last to fall. I was paid sums beyond compare, To loan my services to few, My was always victorious, Oh, only if they knew... My past held many secrets, My deepest, darkest fears, That if they only knew about, Would turn them on their ears. My path was fraught with tragedies, That Fate herself had wrought, All of those many dear to me, Within this web were caught. Elaborate on these I shall, But first something I must say. Though I've accepted these as destiny, I do not wish it that way. ---------------------------- My life began in such a way, That may seem linked to this, For my mother and my father, Were both upon the list. They were to be executed, Though they waged a valiant fight, But in the end, the cruel, steel axe, Extinguished their bright lights. ---------------------------- My siblings were adopted, By a cruel, uncaring man, When ever he turned his back, We tried out many plans. We tried to run, To hide, to flee, Though in the end, Our plans he'd see. He'd whip us, beat us, Through the night. In the end we had one option: Not to flee but fight. Our plan was very simple, To kill him in his sleep, We waited for him to don his nightcap, And into slumber creep. We grabbed our sharpened kitchen knives, We snuck without a sound, Up to the room where the cruel man slept, Our feet barely touched the ground. And then we were upon him, Cleaved and cleaved again, Never would he torment him, Never, that is when. Once the deed was done, We fled that awful place, Against time and the sunrise, It was a mighty race. ---------------------------- When finally we were safe and sound, The town far out of sight, We found ourselves in a desert, And it was quickly getting light. We ran further inside it, The sun rising in the sky, Why we ran so fervently, I never shall know why. By now the sun was risen, Its harsh rays beat down, We were separated, Going and circles, round and round. I was found by a caravan, That sold me as a slave, I was to be a gladiator, Many foes met with my blade. I was there reunited, With my brother in the ring, The battle was a fierce one, Of which many bards did sing. I struck the final mighty blow, My masked opponent fell, My brother's face did show to me, That all was not at all well. "My dearest brother, you've been tricked." He stated as he lay, At my side, upon the dust, "No, my brother... Nay!" At this the life left him, I was left alone, I vowed to ever sheathe my sword, My voice as hard as stone. ---------------------------- I escaped the cruel cell I called home, Escaped to the countryside, It was there I married a woman, With whom fate would soon collide. In the middle of the night, Tragedy did strike, My wife and son were struck down, By a dark, mysterious reich. It was then I saw my true destiny, To defend the weak and feeble, I drew my blade, my foes tasted cold steel, And I swore a vow to defend the unable. ---------------------------- Now as these memories are fresh in my mind, I think of the deaths in my life, My father, mother, sisters and brother, And of course my dear dead wife. Their sacrifices were needless, And yet they were made, It just goes to show you, The way that fate is laid. So as I sit and think about, The way I peddled my might, I really makes me think to myself, That I may have not been right. I ponder to myself, The vow that I have made, I know I haven't upheld it, Deep into my thoughts I wade. ---------------------------- I promise now, to myself, This vow I shall uphold, And never shall I kill again, If all to gain is gold. So as I drift deep into sleep, I wonder if it's true? That so many others, Know the suffering that I knew... The word 'reich' is in here why. -- What is it? What have we here? Could it be? Can it be? Is it the killer of life? In here? How could it be anything but? We've searched all over, You can see, but not touch! Why don't you think it could be anything but? Here, in this box, as banal as can be, It can kill many, as only some can see. Those whom cannot are those with greedy eyes, Oh, aren't they in for a wonderful surprise? How could it be anything but? The golden box, in which it lays, Lays most wonderful power, such dangerous power, Such dark, black power. How could it be anything but? Kafka once used lack of descriptive detail for a claustrophobic effect in his classic short story, 'The Burrow'. You are not Franz Kafka. You need to get at what you're going to get at sooner or later. -- In the high seas of this democracy, there is no mercy. School drags on, like a tortoise on the run, after-school passes in seconds, flies by, like a ostrich in the sky. Corporal punishment is the "in", I mean, trampy students raid the bins. Clever people suffer from lousy whims, inflicted by those whose brains are dim. The smoke on their clothes dazes me, the tramps are such incompentant fiends. Soon I will leave, be free and safe. When I speak interlectually I will not be afraid. Life will be fun -(I wont be making illegal guns)- I will be working as good as a lost king could be I like this better than I should. -- Roses are red, violets are blue, grass is green, leaves are too. Bricks are red, My computer, black, I'm kind of bored now, Cut me some slack. My English book's white, Like a summer bloom, I think, in a minute, Work I'll resume. Some flowers are white, They are called lillies, Some flowers purple... This is just silly. Granite is gray, My mouse is as well, Essays are boring, Beaches have shells. This stanza just - 'bout wraps things up, So I'll break the rhyming and rhythmic patters I've been using and end with a grammatically incorrect sentence, like so. I'd stick to particle physics if I were you. Poetry isn't your area, no matter how much your posse enjoys patting you on the head and telling you it is. -- She sits there laughing at the rain And I wonder if she knows That the way it comes down reminds me of me And the way I fall Fall for you I could fall into Those eyes of blue And a voice like summer skies that smile Down on me Invitingly Frost bites the land, the sky is bleak And I wonder when she speaks How moch she knows of how I feel How much she really means to me I guess we Will never know Even though I would love to tell her, I'm afraid She'll say no Oh, God No! This is decent. And that should be all. [ Friday, April 02, 2004 13:56: Message edited by: And Suddenly, Custer ] -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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Have the two of you taken up beating yourselves with hammers or something? Failure to spell anything like correctly is never a good thing. -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX ...there really is nothing that can compare to hot gay sex with a mythological icon. --665 Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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1. I don't see the resemblance. At all. 2. Mr. Vogel is not Sean Howard. 3. Eleanor Roosevelt condemns you to hell for your sins. [ Tuesday, March 16, 2004 19:36: Message edited by: And Suddenly, Custer ] -------------------- In a word, gay. --Bob the Impaler Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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By walking distance and sign distance, Valorim is *possibly* the size of California if you stretch it. -------------------- The biggest, the baddest, and the fattest. Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
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Je dois ma vie à l'éternité. [ Wednesday, March 10, 2004 19:46: Message edited by: Custer, Reloaded ] -------------------- AnamaFreak (3:59:56 AM): Shounen-ai to the MAX Misogynism is the wave of the future, but it sure pisses the womenfolk off. Shocking, isn't it? Posts: 2367 | Registered: Friday, June 27 2003 07:00 |
