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The Tavern at the End of the Universe Have fun, guys!
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Posted 06 February 2007 - 03:06 AM
Please ignore this topic. It will be deleted soon. Ragnar0k, I quoted your post and put it in the real TATEOTU.
And the winner of the text only entry goes to CrazyChick for "Watch for B&B on bridge." Encountering the B&B anywhere is dangerous enough. Throwing a bridge into the recipe is an equation for disaster. - Ragashingo
#2
Posted 06 February 2007 - 04:15 AM
Ragnar0k awakened from a deep slumber, but opened his eyes to see nothing but darkness. Peeling away the three quilts that were draped over him he saw that it was still pretty dark in his room, and now it was freezing cold. Tiredly he looked over to his window, frosted over from the cold.
He reached over to the bedside table to have some water before he started working out, but as he upturned the bottle nothing dropped out. The poland spring was cold, and solid as a rock. With a frown he tossed it over into a pile of other bottles that nearly touched the cieling, then got out of bed and dropped to the floor for morning pushups.
He reached over to the bedside table to have some water before he started working out, but as he upturned the bottle nothing dropped out. The poland spring was cold, and solid as a rock. With a frown he tossed it over into a pile of other bottles that nearly touched the cieling, then got out of bed and dropped to the floor for morning pushups.
"The Jim maneuver!"
- Jason Peck, R.I.P
"You know what? That milk was good. I don't care if that horse was on steroids."
- Melo, after drinking a glass of Nesquick.
A message for Gray Shirt Ninja: RAAAAAAARRRGGH!
- Jason Peck, R.I.P
"You know what? That milk was good. I don't care if that horse was on steroids."
- Melo, after drinking a glass of Nesquick.
A message for Gray Shirt Ninja: RAAAAAAARRRGGH!
#3
Posted 06 February 2007 - 04:34 AM
Cache yawned, heading for his quarters. He'd had a restful day off, but now it was time to get some sleep.
"Yo," he tossed at Crazy on the way past, somewhat puzzled by the odd echo. It almost sounded as if there were three of him.
"Yo," he tossed at Crazy on the way past, somewhat puzzled by the odd echo. It almost sounded as if there were three of him.
"The e-mail of the specious is deadlier than their mail" - Tom Holt, 'Snow White and the Seven Samurai'
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