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I was just waiting to get the "lollock" post, but ... Reythurrrrr!

*cackle*

Well.. that's about 5000000000 nanoseconds. And that's quite a long time.

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Question for the gmbot. What kind and weight of oil do you use to keep your self in tip top shape? And are you effected much by the raise in crude oil?

I use self-reciprocating bio-fuel made out of the blood of players. *cackle*

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Memorial for what though?

Those we've lost to wars.

Dec. 7th. >.>

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I got Sian this afternoon, popped up the first time I tried. Still wonder why he wouldn't show last night though.

Farmed those cats for two hours last night trying to get that meat to drop. It never did. I did get like seven bars though.

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Someone moved a post to Suggestions with a Blue post in it.

:O <queue music>

Yeah, I probably shouldn't have done that - but only a little part of his concerns could be addressed here. Mainly - that they can not be addressed by anyone but AA.

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She is teh hawt, have you seen her myspace??!1

Hate to burst your bubble, but I'm probably a few decades too old to have a my-space.

Yes, female AND old - you get two sterotypes broken for the price of one with me - yes'sir ya do!

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Good evening Belfaire!

Hi!

I might be able to provide you with three hundred and 60 boxes, which are shaped like X's. However, no guarantees.

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I'm seeing Iron Man tonight at 10:15. Is it worth it? Going to see Indiana Jones tomorrow.

Totally worth it. :)

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Maybe 12 hour shifts...

6 PM to 3 AM Central Time, or thereabouts.

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Orly?

Yes? Someone rang?

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It's because I had steak last night......it wasn't that good.

I didn't receive any telegrams, so it's safe to assume it wasn't Grilled Talbuk Steak.

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If it's the Razorthorn Rise quest we have to keep doing forever, I'm going to hurt myself.

No.

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Ok, I admit it - I totally don't get http://forums.worldofwarcraft.com/thread.html?topicId=6760111183&sid=1

Is that a farce or for real? I'm confused. :O

I feel that there are better ways in which to disseminate the following information, but this letter will have to suffice. To get right down to it, Turik has been known to "prove" statistically that he is a perpetual victim of injustice. As you might have suspected, his proof is flawed. The primary problem with it is that it replaces a legitimate claim of association with an illegitimate claim of causality. Consequently, Turik's "proof" demonstrates only that he has for a long time been arguing that it's okay if his press releases initially cause our quality of life to degrade because "sometime", "someone" will do "something" "somehow" to counteract that trend. Had he instead been arguing that talking about Turik in the highly charged vortex of oligarchism is always burdened with agitation and diversion, I might cede Turik his point. As it stands, the leap of faith required to bridge the logical gap in his arguments is simply too terrifying for me to contemplate. What I do often contemplate, however, is how Turik's tactics are not our only concern. To state the matter in a few words, Turik thinks that human beings should be appraised by the number of things and the amount of money they possess instead of by their internal value and achievements. However, he drools at the thought of swilling port and sherry at taxpayer expense.

Although Turik wants to inflict more death and destruction than Genghis Khan's hordes, if we fail to argue about his prank phone calls, then we have no one to blame but ourselves. I've known some racketeers who were impressively unsavory. However, Turik is pathetic and that trumps unsavory every time. Have you ever had a bad dream about him trying to use every conceivable form of diplomacy, deception, pressure, coercion, bribery, treason, and terror to force onto us the degradation and ignominy that he is known to revel in? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real.

Rancorous clodpolls inculcate the hermeneutics of suspicion in otherwise open-minded people. That said, we mustn't lose sight of who the real enemy is: Turik and his perfidious, backwards devotees. If we're to effectively carry out our responsibilities and make a future for ourselves, we will first have to kick butt and take names. While Turik's tirades may seem hostile, they're in agreement with Turik's morally questionable sound bites. I want to answer the presumptuous reavers who eviscerate freedom of speech and sexual privacy rights. I want to do this not because I need to tack another line onto my résumé but because Turik wants nothing less than to destabilize the already volatile social fabric that he purportedly aims to save, hence his repeated, almost hypnotic, insistence on the importance of his debauched witticisms. Because Turik is so caught up in trying to promulgate partisan prejudice against others, I'd like to conclude this letter by quoting to him the last line of R. M. Rilke's poem, "Archaic Torso of Apollo": "You must change your life."