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4:00 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #361

mont just made like a 1000 word essay no1 will ever read lol
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4:05 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #362

go die its true tho
This twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
In dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell
Where the doors surely are locked when the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim moon light beyond the warmth of day
Liars line the roads at dawn
Watchful eyes are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed to be unleashed upon the council of hell
Blood flows down the streets at night where wolves cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby with the forms of the walking dead
Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one to bring fourth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
His spires are growing taller still their shadows spreading throughout the land freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
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4:43 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #363

0montezuma0 wrote: go die its true tho
can u write me an essay for american literature
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4:45 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #364

i'm not even on that ml either brian ;p o and i've only ever seen dyl in w42 once lo

man bri, u can't denie that we stacked every game together. unless we were facing ray and koa paka

mont came later on.......................so did pker cena,

edit : they were both pkers
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5:47 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #365

0montezuma0 wrote: o and i find it funny that

most of the stackers in 42 had joined fucking wannabe clans lolol like 100p or cwp or some random bullshit like ucw\xcw
u crossed the line ***** reported




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7:08 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #366

Syciere wrote: i'm not even on that ml either brian ;p o and i've only ever seen dyl in w42 once lo

man bri, u can't denie that we stacked every game together. unless we were facing ray and koa paka

mont came later on.......................so did pker cena,

edit : they were both pkers
later as in a week

and stop trying to be everyone else using ur "man" shit ur a fag and everyone knows that, u suck too so dont even reply here

"pker cena" lolol he has always been better then u
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This twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
In dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell
Where the doors surely are locked when the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim moon light beyond the warmth of day
Liars line the roads at dawn
Watchful eyes are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed to be unleashed upon the council of hell
Blood flows down the streets at night where wolves cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby with the forms of the walking dead
Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one to bring fourth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
His spires are growing taller still their shadows spreading throughout the land freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
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7:10 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #367

Goldy wrote:
0montezuma0 wrote: go die its true tho
can u write me an essay for american literature
i only rite long things if its flame sry
This twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
In dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell
Where the doors surely are locked when the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim moon light beyond the warmth of day
Liars line the roads at dawn
Watchful eyes are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed to be unleashed upon the council of hell
Blood flows down the streets at night where wolves cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby with the forms of the walking dead
Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one to bring fourth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
His spires are growing taller still their shadows spreading throughout the land freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
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7:12 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #368

0montezuma0 wrote:
Syciere wrote: i'm not even on that ml either brian ;p o and i've only ever seen dyl in w42 once lo

man bri, u can't denie that we stacked every game together. unless we were facing ray and koa paka

mont came later on.......................so did pker cena,

edit : they were both pkers
later as in a week

and stop trying to be everyone else using ur "man" shit ur a fag and everyone knows that, u suck too so dont even reply here
right
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7:14 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #369

0montezuma0 wrote:
Syciere wrote: i'm not even on that ml either brian ;p o and i've only ever seen dyl in w42 once lo

man bri, u can't denie that we stacked every game together. unless we were facing ray and koa paka

mont came later on.......................so did pker cena,

edit : they were both pkers
later as in a week

and stop trying to be everyone else using ur "man" shit ur a fag and everyone knows that, u suck too so dont even reply here

"pker cena" lolol he has always been better then u
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This twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
In dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell
Where the doors surely are locked when the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim moon light beyond the warmth of day
Liars line the roads at dawn
Watchful eyes are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed to be unleashed upon the council of hell
Blood flows down the streets at night where wolves cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby with the forms of the walking dead
Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one to bring fourth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
His spires are growing taller still their shadows spreading throughout the land freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
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7:18 PM - Nov 01, 2008 #370

0montezuma0 wrote:
Goldy wrote:
0montezuma0 wrote: go die its true tho
can u write me an essay for american literature
i only rite long things if its flame sry
can u flame in the form of explaining how Poe is a romantic.
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