http://www.b3ta.com/images/b3ta/warisstupid.swf - i reckon this will stop people fighting.
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Mon 22 Oct 2001, 10:21,
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it's certainly stopped me invading poland this afternoon. well done Rob, senseless bloodshed averted by the power of flash.
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Mon 22 Oct 2001, 10:30,
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it's great to see them in action. however, it made me want to go and blow things up.
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Mon 22 Oct 2001, 10:36,
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That's put the whole thing in perspective. When will they ever learn etc etc
Cake Peace. Don't mind if I do we are almost out of biscuits.
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Mon 22 Oct 2001, 10:47,
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Cake Peace. Don't mind if I do we are almost out of biscuits.
I made this in a similar mood a couple of weeks ago =)
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Mon 22 Oct 2001, 10:56,
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"I thought I wanted a holy war but I just wanted a cuddly kitten."
i want pink balloons full of peace. can i have some please? please? can I?
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Mon 22 Oct 2001, 11:57,
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they sell them in Bavaria. And in Smithfield Flowers (dot com). Here:

I'm going to start my own revolutionary party. We're going to attack evil corporations by sneaking into their head offices late at night and packing every floor with pink helium-filled balloons. Then the next morning everybody will come to work, only to find themselves unable to enter the building. They'll take a couple of balloons home for the kids, and have a nice day by the seaside. Any miserable killjoy who tries to burst all the balloons will be reduced to tears of laughter as their voice gets squeakier and squeakier before eventually giving up and going to the jolly nice little cafe round the corner for a cup of tea. Everybody will be happy and evil will be vanquished. That can't be all bad, can it?
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Mon 22 Oct 2001, 14:33,
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I'm going to start my own revolutionary party. We're going to attack evil corporations by sneaking into their head offices late at night and packing every floor with pink helium-filled balloons. Then the next morning everybody will come to work, only to find themselves unable to enter the building. They'll take a couple of balloons home for the kids, and have a nice day by the seaside. Any miserable killjoy who tries to burst all the balloons will be reduced to tears of laughter as their voice gets squeakier and squeakier before eventually giving up and going to the jolly nice little cafe round the corner for a cup of tea. Everybody will be happy and evil will be vanquished. That can't be all bad, can it?