
we all know the answer :)
And leeching. Ooooh! Unless of course he owns Bebo
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Wed 16 Nov 2005, 10:59,
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And leeching. Ooooh! Unless of course he owns Bebo

I met him. He's got stuffed HORSES in his office. Nice bloke. Made his fortune with Pepe Jeans (somehow).
Now, back to the business at hand: BURN THE LEECHER
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Wed 16 Nov 2005, 11:02,
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Now, back to the business at hand: BURN THE LEECHER

there's a hammock shop and everything.
Damn this Bebo fellow!
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Wed 16 Nov 2005, 11:03,
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Damn this Bebo fellow!

bastards! Building a hotel cum casino cum mall to feed their capatalist designs.
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Wed 16 Nov 2005, 11:13,
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Cos I can't draw on a computer to save my life I compiled some pictures of depressed birds and a bar scenario.
I'm trying to make a Thomas the Pimped Engine and it keeps looking shit!
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Wed 16 Nov 2005, 11:00,
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I'm trying to make a Thomas the Pimped Engine and it keeps looking shit!

PICARD: I think you might be right Mr. Data.
NUMBER 1: Why do I get called Number 1 all the time? It's not fair.
DATA: Shut it nonce. Can't you see we're having a crisis?
YARR: Um, am I dead yet?
WORF: Yes. So you shut it too.
PICARD: Right, stop your bickering or no cake for you tonight at the massive party.
LIMECAT: SILENCE MORTALS. I, LIMECAT WILL MAKE YOU ALL WEAR LIME ON YOUR HEADS... FOREVER!
*incidental music*
WORF: Shall I get the Neuter-ino Torpedoes out Captain?
PICARD: Make it so.
LIMECAT: NOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooo
PICARD: Good work team. Let's go have a sauna together.
*roll credits*