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WELL IT'S CLOSE ENOUGH
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Fuck fine ill find the real font
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funk it im learning lua
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so call of duty on dial-up is like modem warfare right
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do you like my sexy face fakepunch
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No John Cork we don't
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sorry to hear that Ecks Pawd
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That You, John Cork should fuck off
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nope, you said that Ecks
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Fucking lack of automerge. |
Yes we have the grasp of no automerge already thank you
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http://www.facepunch.com/showthread.php?t=920597
"guys i clicked on a link to a bestiality site and saw bestiality WHYYY" |
It's funny because it's Ezerith.
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Nice colored text.
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what is this
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And I wish Ezerith would stop shitting up the Linux and Apple forums.
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http://www.facepunch.com/image.php?u...ine=1270582304
Ibutsu I am disappoint |
hey how about those downed internet forums
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derrrrrrrrrrrr
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oh fuck, 4D!
My FP avatar is 4D |
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Are they a boy or girl I can't tell with you
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And after about 20 seconds of folder clicking I found out that I have like 3 instances of porn on them.
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Not surprised
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Okay hold up I'm making a witty reply
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no shit
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I didn't expect you to actually do it. :v:
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That was interesting.
The rightmost thing on the second image was a little creepy though |
http://filesmelt.com/dl/smugfred.png
Hello new friend, my name is Fred the words you hear are in my head. I say, I said my name is Fred, and I've been... very naughty. The story I'm about to tell, I tell you, I will tell you well, Is of my dear aunt Muriel, and just how I've been... naughty. Voila the farm. My aunt lives here, with precious pup, and husband dear. My heart beats fast as I drew near, I feel so nice... and naughty. I thought just how excited they, must be that I would come today, they'd shout "come Fred! huzzah! hooray! Dear boy you look so... naughty." That's when my tired eyes beheld, a doggy dog, like dog, he smelled, D-O-G, is what he spelled, and that's how I spell... naughty. Alone was I, with tender Courage, and all his fur, his furry furrage, which, I say, did encourage, me, to be... quite naughty. Courage... your hair... it reminds me of the first time I knew just how, I felt, about hair. It was a day, I'd not forget, the day that I first met my pet, oh what a lovely gift to get, I'd never felt so... naughty. My fuzzy friend, is what he was, this darling little ball of fuzz, And oh, such fuzz, such fuzz, it does, demand, that I... be naughty. He looked at me, his fetching eyes, and fetching fur did hypnotize, and filled with joy, and filled with sighs, and that's when I got... naughty. This dripping hair, this droopy curl, unfold sweet memories of a girl, whose tresses, oh, they'd twist and twirl, and tempt me to be... naughty. Barbara, my love was named, and her fair hair, a mane untamed, until one evening, I'm ashamed, I got a little... naughty. The look upon my young love's face, was sweet as lace, but in this case, I realized she... needed space. I never more was naughty... well... maybe not never. Dear cur, your fur and fleece remind, of nothing found in human kind, but for one fellow who did find, me, to be... in a certain mood. Into my shop, he walked one day, with bush above, and beard bouquet, that's no toupee I pray, no way, I could help but be... you know. I'd never seen such hair before, his bangs they sang, his neck it beckoned, eyebrows, armpits, all were reckoned, soon I figured what the heck and, guess how I was... naughty. Sweet pooch, afraid I'll shave your tail? Why now, that would be weird! So ends our little story. But then my landlords did resume, to free me from that porcelain tomb, and ferry to a private room, your hero, ever doughty. Good-bye dear aunt, I'll miss your farm, and Eustace's ebullient charm, and farewell Courage, what's the harm, if I was slightly... naughty. With love, Fred |
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