Diablo
02/28/02 04:18 PM
206.186.185.6
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one dark and weary graveyard night.
when one could not use his sight.
men of metal, dressed in grey
move about and find there way.
a perfect blend of technology found,
moving about without a sound.
on it's left, a claw of death.
three fingers that steal your breath.
on right a tube, from his arm it branches,
sending forth red ruby lances.
it's back aflame as missiles ignight.
sending streaking flame and fright.
the clansmen are a noble foe.
but not if myy PPC coils do glow.
I wrote this in english and handed it in. Mr. Farr looked confused.
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Bob_Richter
02/28/02 04:36 PM
134.121.157.14
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-Bob (The Magnificent) Richter
Assertions made in this post are the humble opinion of Bob.
They are not necessarily statements of fact or decrees from God Himself, unless explicitly and seriously stated to be so.
:)
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Diablo
02/28/02 05:26 PM
206.186.185.6
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NO TEXT I SAID!!!!
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Bob_Richter
02/28/02 05:38 PM
134.121.157.14
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-Bob (The Magnificent) Richter
Assertions made in this post are the humble opinion of Bob.
They are not necessarily statements of fact or decrees from God Himself, unless explicitly and seriously stated to be so.
:)
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Diablo
02/28/02 05:48 PM
206.186.185.6
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NO FREEKIN' TEXT I SAID!!!
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Black_Phoenix
02/28/02 08:13 PM
207.252.105.144
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*Everyone in the beatnik club snaps their fingers* "That was crazy, man. And wild."
I suck as a beatnik. :P
History is much like an endless waltz. The three beats of war, peace and revolution continue on forever.
-Gundam Wing: Endless Waltz
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