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# I looked into his icy blue eyes,
and could see into the depths of his soul. His gaze held me fast. I tried to look away but could not; as he stared at me with his accusing face and murky water. However, I also felt a sense of overwhelming sadness as I looked into his icy blue eyes. Into the depths of his soul.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:09, archived)
# Oh my god.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:09, archived)
# He's still a cunt,
and should be punched in the throat.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:10, archived)
# DEAL
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:11, archived)
# I want to kick him in the shins.
I just got some creative typing disease for a moment. I have a new keyboard and it sounds like a typewriter. It's awsome. I don't want to stop typing.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:12, archived)
# That's good.
Type something here then, about Fences and Badgers.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:13, archived)
# Okay.
I step backward from the fence and tripped over a suspicious looking badger. It was dressed in a dark coloured rain coat and had the collar turned up over his furry face. The room was full of them. I looked over toward the direction in which the creature was headed and saw that they had grouped in the far corner of the room. They had some form of guild, and the leader could immediately be seen. A dirty waistcoat adorned his body, and a cracked monocle framed one bead-like eye. Another member was lighting up a cigar whilst two additional ‘brothers’ were engaging in an arm wrestle, which actually looked very peculiar taking into context the length of a badger's arm.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:17, archived)
# The butler did it!!!
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:19, archived)
# Wonderful.
Just what the doctor ordered.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:27, archived)
# Keep going babe,
keep going.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 23:14, archived)