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From: Spintok on 11 Oct 2008 17:51
If it was the same thing as the buffalo that once thwarted me saying
that the finest retardation of the electron balance was NOT in the
same vicinity as those around it, then that shall be down the
plughole.
Fear not, we shall be in the midst of the carpet moth for there once
shall be eternal rectifiers and scapulation tributes throughout the
frederick von ooer mix.

Bang thy cods is the term for today. Can the sequence of fecal
anthropoids be really what they ordered instead of cold pizza? I don't
stink so. Let me be your eternal cabbage. Let me fry those noodles
with fury. Let me wipe my eternal backside on the truth whilst I grit
my teeth from the pain of the hemorrhoidically impossible feat, at
least as long as the golden arches rules the earth.

I, the chosen one, throw you my quarter pounder with cheese, and elect
you, the great unshowered one, to blanket thy whatnots with cranberry
sauce.

John Smith 19:32:54 (just after half past seven)
From: dadi on 13 Oct 2008 02:40
On Oct 11, 9:51 pm, Spintok <spintokthe...(a)googlemail.com> wrote:
> If it was the same thing as the buffalo that once thwarted me saying
> that the finest retardation of the electron balance was NOT in the
> same vicinity as those around it, then that shall be down the
> plughole.
> Fear not, we shall be in the midst of the carpet moth for there once
> shall be eternal rectifiers and scapulation tributes throughout the
> frederick von ooer mix.
>
> Bang thy cods is the term for today. Can the sequence of fecal
> anthropoids be really what they ordered instead of cold pizza? I don't
> stink so. Let me be your eternal cabbage. Let me fry those noodles
> with fury. Let me wipe my eternal backside on the truth whilst I grit
> my teeth from the pain of the hemorrhoidically impossible feat, at
> least as long as the golden arches rules the earth.
>
> I, the chosen one, throw you my quarter pounder with cheese, and elect
> you, the great unshowered one, to blanket thy whatnots with cranberry
> sauce.
>
> John Smith 19:32:54 (just after half past seven)

From: RF on 13 Oct 2008 22:23
dadi wrote:
> On Oct 11, 9:51 pm, Spintok <spintokthe...(a)googlemail.com> wrote:
>> If it was the same thing as the buffalo that once thwarted me saying
>> that the finest retardation of the electron balance was NOT in the
>> same vicinity as those around it, then that shall be down the
>> plughole.
>> Fear not, we shall be in the midst of the carpet moth for there once
>> shall be eternal rectifiers and scapulation tributes throughout the
>> frederick von ooer mix.
>>
>> Bang thy cods is the term for today. Can the sequence of fecal
>> anthropoids be really what they ordered instead of cold pizza? I don't
>> stink so. Let me be your eternal cabbage. Let me fry those noodles
>> with fury. Let me wipe my eternal backside on the truth whilst I grit
>> my teeth from the pain of the hemorrhoidically impossible feat, at
>> least as long as the golden arches rules the earth.
>>
>> I, the chosen one, throw you my quarter pounder with cheese, and elect
>> you, the great unshowered one, to blanket thy whatnots with cranberry
>> sauce.
>>
>> John Smith 19:32:54 (just after half past seven)
>

Great responses guys. Just the thing the holy
spirit is looking for ;-)
From: Ted on 14 Oct 2008 09:41
On Oct 13, 10:23 pm, RF <R...(a)NoDen.con> wrote:
> dadi wrote:
> > On Oct 11, 9:51 pm, Spintok <spintokthe...(a)googlemail.com> wrote:
> >> If it was the same thing as the buffalo that once thwarted me saying
> >> that the finest retardation of the electron balance was NOT in the
> >> same vicinity as those around it, then that shall be down the
> >> plughole.
> >> Fear not, we shall be in the midst of the carpet moth for there once
> >> shall be eternal rectifiers and scapulation tributes throughout the
> >> frederick von ooer mix.
>
> >> Bang thy cods is the term for today. Can the sequence of fecal
> >> anthropoids be really what they ordered instead of cold pizza? I don't
> >> stink so. Let me be your eternal cabbage. Let me fry those noodles
> >> with fury. Let me wipe my eternal backside on the truth whilst I grit
> >> my teeth from the pain of the hemorrhoidically impossible feat, at
> >> least as long as the golden arches rules the earth.
>
> >> I, the chosen one, throw you my quarter pounder with cheese, and elect
> >> you, the great unshowered one, to blanket thy whatnots with cranberry
> >> sauce.
>
> >> John Smith 19:32:54 (just after half past seven)
>
> Great responses guys. Just the thing the holy
> spirit is looking for ;-)

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