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| darkbelg | Aug 27 2009, 07:50 PM Post #1 |
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alright what's up with mars and our moon tonight ? are they going to crash against each other ore what ? |
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| darkbelg | Aug 27 2009, 08:06 PM Post #2 |
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how do you delet a forum ? http://science.nasa.gov/headlines/y2009/09jun_marshoax.htm |
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| gs | Aug 27 2009, 08:54 PM Post #3 |
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Slow down
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how you delete a forum? :O why is that relevant? :O |
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| darkbelg | Aug 27 2009, 09:36 PM Post #4 |
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gs can we fight ? |
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| Jack the IV | Aug 27 2009, 09:43 PM Post #5 |
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The Gent's Club
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I'm going to punch you right in the ovaries. |
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| gs | Aug 27 2009, 10:11 PM Post #6 |
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Slow down
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| darkbelg | Aug 27 2009, 10:44 PM Post #7 |
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there's no one online on aoe 3 and this sucks. |
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| Ichigo1uk | Aug 27 2009, 10:44 PM Post #8 |
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Huh?
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I'm gonna punch you in the useless Dick, Hermaphrodite |
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| ryker | Aug 28 2009, 12:25 AM Post #9 |
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nice ron burgundy! |
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| Jack the IV | Aug 28 2009, 02:42 AM Post #10 |
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The Gent's Club
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Mmmm yes, I love Anchorman. So does Paul. |
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| ryker | Aug 28 2009, 04:04 AM Post #11 |
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this burrito is delish but its SO filling.... im in a box of sorrow..... lmao |
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| Jam | Aug 28 2009, 04:24 AM Post #12 |
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Fruit Based Jam
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*glass case of emotion. |
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| ryker | Aug 28 2009, 02:32 PM Post #13 |
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whatever, at least u knew what i was talking about its funnier than shit when he kicks his dog over the bridge though. only 1 rule, no touching of the face or hair where did you get a grenade? |
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| The_Fry_Cook_of_Doom | Aug 28 2009, 02:41 PM Post #14 |
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:OOOOOOOOOOOOMAAANN
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I buy grenades from the testicle shop. Highly attractive bitches enjoy licking my bewls. |
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| Jam | Aug 28 2009, 03:31 PM Post #15 |
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Fruit Based Jam
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News team, ASSEMBLE! |
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| Jam | Aug 28 2009, 03:31 PM Post #16 |
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Fruit Based Jam
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News team, ASSEMBLE! My first double post! |
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| MaxJ | Aug 28 2009, 03:48 PM Post #17 |
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Wij van A414A adviseren A414A
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But why do you post it twice on purpose? |
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Jouw wereld, jouw A414A forum. | |
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| Jam | Aug 28 2009, 03:55 PM Post #18 |
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Fruit Based Jam
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I didn't there is an edit button. |
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| Jack the IV | Aug 28 2009, 04:07 PM Post #19 |
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Nevermind
Edited by Jack the IV, Aug 28 2009, 04:09 PM.
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In battle, in the forest, at the precipice in the mountains, On the dark great sea, in the midst of javelins and arrows, In sleep, in confusion, in the depths of shame, The good deeds a man has done before defend him. | |
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| MaxJ | Aug 28 2009, 05:20 PM Post #20 |
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Wij van A414A adviseren A414A
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Oh you did something with your options :) |
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Jouw wereld, jouw A414A forum. | |
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| darkbelg | Aug 28 2009, 06:33 PM Post #21 |
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| ryker | Aug 28 2009, 08:18 PM Post #22 |
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Frank Vitchard: I am gonna straight-up murder your ass. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Veronica Corningstone: My God, what is that smell? Oh. Brian Fantana: That's the smell of desire my lady. Veronica Corningstone: God no, it smells like, like a used diaper... filled with... Indian food. Oh, excuse me. Brian Fantana: You know, desire smells like that to some people Garth Holliday: What is that? Smells like a turd covered in burnt hair. News Station Employee: Smells like Bigfoot's dick. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ron Burgundy: Wow. Never ceases to amaze me. What cologne you gonna go with? London Gentleman, or wait. No, no, no. Hold on. Blackbeard's Delight. Brian Fantana: No, she gets a special cologne... It's called Sex Panther by Odeon. It's illegal in nine countries... Yep, it's made with bits of real panther, so you know it's good. Ron Burgundy: It's quite pungent. Brian Fantana: Oh yeah. Ron Burgundy: It's a formidable scent... It stings the nostrils. In a good way. Brian Fantana: Yep. Ron Burgundy: Brian, I'm gonna be honest with you, that smells like pure gasoline. Brian Fantana: They've done studies, you know. 60% of the time it works, every time. [cheesy grin] Ron Burgundy: That doesn't make sense. Brian Fantana: Well... Let's go see if we can make this little kitty purr. [snarls] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ron Burgundy: Everyone just relax, all right? Believe me, if there's one thing Ron Burgundy knows, it's women. Brian Fantana: I don't know, Ron. Ron Burgundy: Guess what, I do. I know that one day Veronica and I are gonna to get married on top of a mountain, and there's going to be flutes playing and trombones and flowers and garlands of fresh herbs. And we will dance till the sun rises. And then our children will form a family band. And we will tour the countryside and you won't be invited. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Veronica Corningstone: Oh Ron, there are literally thousands of other men that I should be with instead, but I am 72 percent sure that I love you. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Veronica Corningstone: Excuse me. Ron Burgundy: What are you doing? Veronica Corningstone: I need this machine so I can watch a tape for a story. Ron Burgundy: I'm using the tape. I'm showing Jeffrey my Emmy tape. We are watching history. Veronica Corningstone: Mr. Burgundy, I'm a professional, and I would like to be able to do my job. Ron Burgundy: Big deal. I am very professional. Veronica Corningstone: Mr. Burgundy, you are acting like a baby. Ron Burgundy: I'm not a baby, I am a man. I am an anchorman. Veronica Corningstone: You are not a man. You are a big fat joke. Ron Burgundy: I'm a man who discovered the wheel and built the Eiffel Tower out of metal and brawn. That's what kind of man I am. You're just a woman with a small brain. With a brain a third the size of us. It's science. Veronica Corningstone: I will have you know that I have more talent and more intelligence in my little finger than you do in your entire body, sir. Ron Burgundy: You are a smelly pirate hooker. Veronica Corningstone: You look like a blueberry. Ron Burgundy: Why don't you go back to your home on Whore Island? Veronica Corningstone: Well, you have bad hair. Ron Burgundy: [insulted] What did you say? Veronica Corningstone: I said... your hair... looks stupid. [an A-bomb mushroom cloud is reflected in Ron's eyes; the knock-down drag-out fight begins] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ron Burgundy: [to Veronica after the news has just gone off the air] You've got a dirty whorish mouth. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ron Burgundy: I wanna say something. I'm gonna put it out there; if you like it, you can take it, if you don't, send it right back. I want to be on you. [Veronica turns and walks away] Ron Burgundy: Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I... I wanna be on you. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ron Burgundy: 1001, 1002, 1003. Veronica Corningstone: Uh, Mr. Burgundy? Helen said that you needed to see me. Ron Burgundy: Oh, Miss Corningstone. I wasn't expecting company. Just doing my workout. Tuesday's arms and back. Veronica Corningstone: Well, you asked me to come by, sir. Ron Burgundy: Oh, did I? Veronica Corningstone: Yes. Ron Burgundy: Ohh, it's the deep burn. Oh, it's so deep. Oh, I can barely lift my right arm 'cause I did so many. I don't know if you heard me counting. I did over a thousand. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bartender: You know, times are changing. Ladies can do stuff now and you're going to learn how to deal with it. Ron Burgundy: What? Were you saying something? Look, I don't speak Spanish. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ron Burgundy: I'm gonna punch you in the ovary, that's what I'm gonna do. A straight shot. Right to the babymaker. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Veronica Corningstone: For the entire Channel 4 news team, I'm Veronica Corningstone. Ron Burgundy: And I'm Ron Burgundy. Go fuck yourself, San Diego. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ron Burgundy: [after jumping into the grizzly bear pit at the San Diego Zoo] I immediately regret this decision. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ron Burgundy: Boy, that escalated quickly... I mean, that really got out of hand fast. Champ Kind: It jumped up a notch. Ron Burgundy: It did, didn't it? Brick Tamland: Yeah, I stabbed a man in the heart. Ron Burgundy: I saw that. Brick killed a guy. Did you throw a trident? Brick Tamland: Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident. Ron Burgundy: Brick, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You should find yourself a safehouse or a relative close by. Lay low for a while, because you're probably wanted for murder. Ron Burgundy: Brick, where did you get a hand grenade? Brick Tamland: I don't know. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Edited by ryker, Aug 28 2009, 08:19 PM.
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| Big Richard | Aug 28 2009, 11:50 PM Post #23 |
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Gay People Read This.
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I just shat a brick when I saw that wall of text |
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| Goodsbee | Aug 29 2009, 01:37 AM Post #24 |
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life is grand :)
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ouch...too much ryker...it came across as blah blah blah.....
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