*music starts*
Passes parcel to next poster...
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"NO! NO! Kill you all!
Die! MAKE YOU SUFFER!!!"
Pleh.
*passes it on*
Cadbury Creme parcel?
*nibbles on the outer edge before passing it on*
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"Goverment exists to serve, not to lead. We do not exist by its volition, it exists by ours. Bear that in mind when you insult your neighbors for refusing to bow before it." - Jeffrey Richman, UB student
Hmm.... now what have we here? .. A layer of cookie?
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"...when all that is driving my heart forward
is you, thoughts of you, hopes for you,
and a fading dream with a Mona Lisa smile
that whispers "are you thinking of me too?"
17 days till the dreams become reality...
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'In every country and in every age the priest has been hostile to Liberty; he is always in allegiance to the despot, abetting his abuses in return for protection of his own." ---- Thomas Jefferson
*thinks*
*leaves*
*returns*
*dips cookie section in milk* Mmm...
*passes remaining parcel on again*
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Elim Garak: "Oh, it's just Garak. Plain, simple Garak. Now, good day to you, Doctor. I'm so glad to have made such an... interesting new friend today." (DS9: "Past Prologue")
But won't, because a little voice in my head is shouting, "Don't become part of the insanity!"...*leaves quietly*
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If my mind wasn't a total blank all the time, I'd have something creative written here. But it is. So sue me.
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What the...?
*takes off the cardboard to find a hexahedron of neutronium w/ no visible openings or other markings*
*hands it to the person beside him* Heh... Good luck.
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"Agh! Save me from the wee turtles!"
-Groundskeeper Willy, The Simpsons
[This message has been edited by TSN (edited November 04, 1999).]
*grabs the neutronium and promptly sinks to the Earth's core with it*
Crap. Anybody got a rope?
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"Stirs a large iron pot. Casting a spell on Vermont."
--
John Linnell
Ooh, my turn again! �)
*unwraps to find - another layer of wrapping*
Oh, for f***'s sake! B(
*passes it on*
*unwraps it to find a strange greenish metal safe*
*discovers the door is sealed and the combination lock has been sawed off*
OOOoOOohhh..... neato......
*passes it on to the next person*
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"...when all that is driving my heart forward
is you, thoughts of you, hopes for you,
and a fading dream with a Mona Lisa smile
that whispers "are you thinking of me too?"
16 days till the dreams become reality...
[This message has been edited by Kosh (edited November 04, 1999).]
It appears Edgar Rice Burroughs was right.
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"Stirs a large iron pot. Casting a spell on Vermont."
--
John Linnell
*Removes wrapping to reveal a lyaer of fetishistic black leather with steel zips*
I think someone lese may want the pleasure of opening this...
*hands on parcel to*
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"NO! NO! Kill you all!
Die! MAKE YOU SUFFER!!!"