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Topic: CYODC: Unfortunately a group of pidgeons was passing overhead just as henry looked up
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supernathan
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posted September 03, 2001 01:40 PM
  
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Nevah Altavaris Entitar
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posted September 03, 2001 05:30 PM
Hey, guys, I think the comet's that way.IP: Logged |
popechuck
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posted September 03, 2001 06:31 PM
Suddenly, and inexplicably, Ralph's moustache was caught in the grip of a black hole trillions of miles away.------------------
"Ostriches can fly, but they need a 2-mile running start, a cliff to jump from, zero gravity, rocket boosters, the body of a different kind of bird, and, above all, the desire"
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El Cid
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posted September 03, 2001 06:38 PM
Man looks up skirt of 50 Foot Tall Woman.or: Eeeeeeee Teeeeeee, phooooooone hoooooo, oh wait, that's a street lamp. My bad. or: Crap! Nosebleed! Okay, just calm down and try to look inconspicuous. IP: Logged |
Spifferito
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posted September 03, 2001 08:39 PM
"Even after they have integrated into society, the mama bird will still occasionally swoop in and feed her young." [This message has been edited by Spifferito (edited September 03, 2001).] IP: Logged |
Arwon
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posted September 04, 2001 03:18 PM
Hiding in South America, Adolf Hitler fears he has been spotted...------------------
ATTENTION: I am a GUY!!!
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Y2Karen
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posted September 06, 2001 10:56 AM
Pete stood amid the crowd for three hours, just waiting for the opportunity to say, "Nyah, made ya look!" but no one else looked up all afternoon. He went home and cried himself to sleep.IP: Logged |
patch
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posted September 06, 2001 11:53 PM
Eight million three hundred fifty-one, eight million three hundred fifty-three, eight million three.. no.. wait. Oh Pete-dangit! ~~ From "Trials of the Obsessive Compulsive" # 212, the uncontrollable need to count ceiling tiles even in very large public places. IP: Logged |
Fieari
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posted October 02, 2001 12:28 PM
Sometimes, I just like to stop what I'm doing, look up, and smile for a satelite photo
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tenebros
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posted October 02, 2001 12:42 PM
"Why, Pete, why must I live in a world where everyone else lacks focus?"IP: Logged | |
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