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HEY JAYNE! Gimme back my cookies

......oh wait there is Chocolate chip!? Where where?!?!?

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Monday, April 16, 2007 6:23 AM

*strolls into the Pub with a plate of chocolate chip cookies*

Did some one order cookies?

Kelkhil

The Shirtless Bartender

Yea though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil: for I am Forsaken

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Monday, April 16, 2007 6:48 AM

Ok but I'm checking these cookies for bunny spit first...eeeew bunny spit.

"I'm not all that interested in the mental health of people who want to kill me. "- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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Monday, April 16, 2007 6:53 AM

..hey i'll still eat em..mmm cookies

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Monday, April 16, 2007 6:57 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by msg:
Ok but I'm checking these cookies for bunny spit first...eeeew bunny spit.

*is very hurt thta MSG would think that he would offer a contaminated product to his patrons*

Kelkhil

The Shirtless Bartender

Yea though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil: for I am Forsaken

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Monday, April 16, 2007 7:08 AM

PENGUIN

King of the Mythical Land that is Iowa

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Monday, April 16, 2007 7:14 AM

HUGS of course you didn't Kelkhil...LOL HUGS

"I'm not all that interested in the mental health of people who want to kill me. "- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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Monday, April 16, 2007 7:22 AM

*rolls eyes and continues to eat cookies*

Try em Msg there is nothing wrong....* her eyes go to the back of her head and she passes out*

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Monday, April 16, 2007 7:28 AM

Holy cow, are you guys following what has happened at Virginia Tech? I just heard about it.
22 dead as a gunman goes on a rampage.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 7:29 AM

What?? OK checking news

"I'm not all that interested in the mental health of people who want to kill me. "- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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Monday, April 16, 2007 7:30 AM

Omg NO! That's horrible!

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Monday, April 16, 2007 7:41 AM

I just noticed it, someone started a thread.

Gorramn sad. I want to scream and break things, and I don't really even like the Hokies...

~jimi
SFC Alexander, Chief Medic for the 76th Indepentent Army Battalion
God? Who's colors' he flyin'?
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Monday, April 16, 2007 7:57 AM

tv now reporting 32 dead.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:00 AM

That sucks,poor kids.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:02 AM

LITTLEALBATROSS29

LA is very disturbed by recent news events & needs a large Jagermeister before going out again into the big bad world... Much love & hugs to all...

Bryce
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tommorow is our permanent address
and there they'll scarcely find us(if they do,
we'll move away still further:into now

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:05 AM

I have rage to the point of tears, and I don't really know what to do about it.

Some of those kids were probably graduating in less than a month.

RAWR.

*creates a soundproof room full of all sorts of nice, fragile things, then begins to smash them with his bare hands, screaming as loudly as he can while doing so*

~jimi
SFC Alexander, Chief Medic for the 76th Indepentent Army Battalion
God? Who's colors' he flyin'?
DRIVE - Monday night, 8 pm on F*X

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:06 AM

* saddened*

I wonder what prompted the person to go in and shoot all those kids.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:10 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by LittleAlbatross29:
Much love & hugs to all...

...because, it is at times like these, we are reminded of the insanity of modern times...and when you leave your house in the morning, there is a possibility, albeit extremely remote, that you might not come back.

*remembers to kiss Husband every morning, not matter what kind of horse's ass he is being*

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:14 AM

*Walks into room with RIMG with a fresh bag of breakables and closes the door behind him*

*silence*

Kelkhil

The Shirtless Bartender

Yea though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil: for I am Forsaken

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:16 AM

PHOENIXROSE

You think you know--what's to come, what you are. You haven't even begun.

Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:19 AM

*Hugs PR*

*Hugs the rest of his FFF Friends*

*re-enters the room with more breakables*

Kelkhil

The Shirtless Bartender

Yea though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil: for I am Forsaken

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:21 AM

"It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart."
-- Anne Frank

"The forces that tend for evil are great and terrible, but the forces of truth and love and courage and honesty and generosity and sympathy are also stronger than ever before."
-- Theodore Roosevelt

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:21 AM

* hugs PR 'cuz he's missed her a lot in the past week *

* hugs anyone else who may want or need one *

* gets things that are a little less breakable so that it hurts just a little more, then returns to the stress relief room *

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:27 AM

PHOENIXROSE

You think you know--what's to come, what you are. You haven't even begun.

*hugs everyone twice (even the peoples who are sleeping) and curls up next to the fire with her arms over her head*

Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 8:27 AM

HUGS all... makes me want to gather my kids and lock em in a vault safe and sound.

"I'm not all that interested in the mental health of people who want to kill me. "- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:02 AM

Makes me want to go and get my daughter and never let her leave the house again.

*prepares everyone's favorite drink and settles in behind the bar*

Now I need to go out and find one of those heart warming stories (Like that will be possible) to brighten up the rest of the day.

Kelkhil

The Shirtless Bartender

Yea though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil: for I am Forsaken

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:08 AM

LITTLE TEDDY STODDARD Wordsmiths top

There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.

Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.

Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.

Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one her "teacher's pets."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.

The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.

Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

"I'm not all that interested in the mental health of people who want to kill me. "- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:16 AM

LITTLEALBATROSS29

That was beautiful Msg..thank you..

Thanks for the drink Kelkhil...

Hugs PR bcak tightly...

I am considering never letting the boys out of my sight again..

Bryce
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tommorow is our permanent address
and there they'll scarcely find us(if they do,
we'll move away still further:into now

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:20 AM

msg, I love that. I copied it into an email and sent it to my friend's wife, a 2nd grade teacher in Nevada.

((Hugs)) for what you do!

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:24 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by msg:
LITTLE TEDDY STODDARD

Thanks. Now I need to go somewhere and cry. I mean dust-in-my-eye.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:37 AM

I know it choked me up big time...
It's also why I won't go see movies like Pursuit of Happyness and Freedom Writers. I live with those kids day in and day out and it's not entertaining... I know others find it uplifting, but it just makes me think of all the things my kids need to have a normal life that just isn't going to happen for them... though must say new parents is at the top of my list for most of my kids.

"I'm not all that interested in the mental health of people who want to kill me. "- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:43 AM

Quote:
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I know it choked me up big time...
It's also why I won't go see movies like Pursuit of Happyness

Very good movie, none-the-less.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:45 AM

DANCINGNEKO

*walks in quietly, seemingly untouched by the whole thing, dragging a flatbed pushcart behind filled with lots of breakables of various levels, sledgehammers, and other assorted venting items*

*walks in to the side room where RIMG is to drop off and set up some of the items*

*drags out the flatbed pushcart of the building*

*walks in carrying a box of assorted hug-able items for those needing to hold something, and drops off an item or two to those in the bar who look like they need one*

*drapes blankets and throws on those who look like their going into shock*

*walks back into the bar with a briefcase-sized first aid kit and sets it down nearby to bandage any bloody hands when everyone is done*

*hugs back anyone who needs to hug everyone (since touch is sometimes the only way to cope)*

*wanders behind the counter to help Kelkhil with the simpler drinks, and continues to go around the room, providing what little emotional first-aid that I can to others*

It's been a shocking thing to hear this morning (as one of the first things in the morning). Things will get better, and we'll weather this storm too.

*quietly waits for the clean-up duty, while slowly drinking a mug of Kelkhil's 'Good Stuff'*

Edited: The only reason folks won't see me as upset is because I'm too hollowed-out to feel much more pain.

Edit 2: Thanks Flyvote for the thoughts.

Edit 3: Hi Kel. Yep, work has me (almost literally) buried in the million and one things to do.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:56 AM

Quote:
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The only reason folks won't see me as upset is because where I work has been dealing with a recent death that has hit possibly 3/4ths of the student population hard. I'm too hollowed-out to feel much more pain.

Warm thoughts sent your way.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 9:58 AM

Hi Neko! :waves:

Long time no see (of your typing anyway

)

Yeah the mood round here is pretty bleek but we'll turn around eventually.

MSG - very nice story. happy but not over the top. Nice call!

Edit: OK Neko, I just saw the grey type. :Hugs:

Kelkhil

The Shirtless Bartender

Yea though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil: for I am Forsaken

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Monday, April 16, 2007 10:25 AM

HUGS Neko...oh and after the last few weeks that really wasn't what you needed ( the massacre) HUGS though and read the story of Teddy and know that it is you:)Also remember this if you are ever asked
What Do Teachers Make?

The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life.
One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He argued:
"What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was
to become a teacher?" He reminded the other dinner guests that it's true what
they say about teachers: "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach."
To corroborate, he said to another guest: "You're a teacher, Susan," he said.
"Be honest. What do you make?" Susan, who had a reputation of honesty and frankness,
replied, "You want to know what I make?"
"I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could. I can make a
C+ feel like a Congressional Medal of Honor and an A- feel like a C+ slap in
the face if the student did not do his or her very best."
"I can make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall in absolute silence."
"I can make parents tremble in fear when I call home."
"You want to know what I make?"
"I make kids wonder." "I make them question."
"I make them criticize." "I make them apologize and mean it."
"I make them write." "I make them read, read, read."
"I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, and definitely beautiful
over and over and over again, until they will never misspell either one of those words again."
"I make them show all their work in math and hide it all on their final
drafts in English."
"I make them understand that if you have the brains, then follow your heart
... and if someone ever tries to judge you by what you make, you pay them
no attention."
"You want to know what I make?"
"I make a difference."
"What about you?

"I'm not all that interested in the mental health of people who want to kill me. "- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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Monday, April 16, 2007 10:59 AM

Bump 'cause I am outta here for the day:)
HUGS and much love to you all.

"I'm not all that interested in the mental health of people who want to kill me. "- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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Monday, April 16, 2007 11:09 AM

DANCINGNEKO

*hugs MsG*
*shrugs quietly*
Like I've said before, past weeks have me too hollow to feel much more 'bout a massacre. Awful sounding, I know, but 'tis the way it is.

Yep MsG, those stories seem to go 'round a lot in our circles.

It comes 'round every other year or so, but considering the job, I know folks enjoy it when it pops back up. (Now I've gotta see if I can find one of the other ones that floats around....)

For those who think that I'm going to use this as an excuse for anything, I'm not. I'm simply explaining how I can walk around as the "emotional first aid person" and seemingly untouched by it all.

Edited to very carefully add the following: I don't know if the "detached" comment was aimed at me, Stinkingrose. If it was, it's insulting to myself and everyone where I work who have been pushed into the "numbness" state from pain overload.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 11:44 AM

GEE

hey guys, was floating round the net and heard the news, wierd feelings abound, if there was a 'right' thing to say we'd all be saying it but I figured I'd stop in and say hey, off to give my other half a big hug, look after yourselves and take a hug whoever needs it

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Monday, April 16, 2007 12:58 PM

STINKINGROSE

Son wants to play Yahtzee. How could I say no on any given day? Today just makes me want to hide him away, too.

Emotionally detached is fairly easy if you do not know anyone. Usually. At least for a while. It's when you start making a personal connection that it hurts.

Hugs, kisses, backrubs, whatever you need.. I'm a nurse and I know the power of holding a hand when it is needed most.

We help ourselves when we help others.

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Monday, April 16, 2007 1:11 PM

ZEROKIRYU

when you think about it, that person must have been really messed up.

I've been through a lot of things in my life but I've never felt like doing anything like that.

Kinda makes you wonder what could drive a person to do such things.

*Goes into the room with a bag full of breakables*

*Walks back out with bloodied hands and bandages them up*

Still waiting on my monitor, should be here friday.

It was a friend's birthday this past weekend and I made her a three-layered chocolate fudge brownie cake.

I'm so tired I need a drink, a 7 & 7 please.

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L, do you know gods of death love apples?

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007 12:42 AM

NEKO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

* jumpgrabpouncetacklehuggles Neko into the comfy chair, where he holds her tight *

Gods, I have missed you. How the hell is your world? It seems you are joining the ranks of myself and HK, which is a bit saddening, but not unexpected, not from anyone. I know I speak for most of the people on this thread when I say that I am here for you, to talk or listen or just to sit in silence. E-mail me whenever you like doll, it always makes my day better to hear from you.

* gets zero the desired 7 & 7 and puts on a big pot of The Good Stuff before heading out to the tester for a few hours *

Be back later folks...

~jimi
SFC Alexander, Chief Medic for the 76th Indepentent Army Battalion
God? Who's colors' he flyin'?
DRIVE - Monday night, 8 pm on F*X

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007 2:00 AM

Morning all!

*pours himself a mug of the Good Stuff*

Ah... Better.

so how is everyone doing today?

Morning RIMG!

Kelkhil

The Shirtless Bartender

Yea though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil: for I am Forsaken

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007 2:04 AM

PENGUIN

Good morning, oh shirtless one!

Good morning bar!

I'll take the usual on the rocks!

King of the Mythical Land that is Iowa

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007 2:10 AM

mornin' Kel, Penguin.

* gets Penguin a large Coke on the rocks, and makes one for himself, adding a little grenadine and a few fresh cherries *

Kel, you should have beer in 2-3 days, according to the postal employee. Hopefully they won't figure out that I lied about the package containing liquid.

~jimi
SFC Alexander, Chief Medic for the 76th Indepentent Army Battalion
God? Who's colors' he flyin'?
DRIVE - Monday night, 8 pm on F*X

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007 2:20 AM

PENGUIN

Are real live wombats better than real dead ones??

King of the Mythical Land that is Iowa

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007 2:22 AM

*knock on RIMG's door*
"Sir open up! This is the Department of Homeland Security. It appears that you have attempted to smuggle contriban into the United States and are under arrest."

RIMG - "But Sir, I live in the United States."

DHS - "Likely story. Face the wall and spread em"

RIMG - "It was just beer for F

sake!"

DHS - "Likely story, likely story."

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RIMG is never heard from again

Hehehehehehe Muhahahahahaha!

Morning Penguin!

Kelkhil

The Shirtless Bartender

Yea though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil: for I am Forsaken

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007 2:25 AM