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( , Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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If not, then that's fucking horrible, sorry dude.
( , Mon 25 Jun 2012, 8:43, Reply)

On one of my last days of school; the first school, not the second one, I bought in my warhammers and I had some special limited edition ones that I was the only who owned them... they were like 15 years old at the time and painted a special way and were given to me. But, a load of them went missing.
About a month later we were having the tag team world championship (me and david against tom and anish) in my attick when Michael turned up on the second day, so we let him be some marulders and low and behold he took out my ones that got stollen. I was like "WTF? THEY ARE MINE" and he was like "NO, STEVEN GAVE THEM TO ME". So I phoned up steven and his brother answered the phone, and I told him all about it.
It turns out, steven stole them because Parous double dared him. Parous and Steven gave most of them away for SNES games and it was too late by then. But I got in trouble for telling steven's brother instead of telling steven's mum 'cus steven got beats out of it and it was my fault.
What I'm saying is, it might not be Barry, or Barry might be Parous's puppet. Or it could be a drunken thing that he regrets that he only did for the thrill and wants to give them back.
( , Mon 25 Jun 2012, 9:10, Reply)

( , Mon 25 Jun 2012, 9:20, Reply)

the reverse-robin hood of Off Topic
( , Mon 25 Jun 2012, 9:35, Reply)

It's Stunned he should be apologising to, I wasn't even there, I'd pussied out and gone home from the pub.
( , Mon 25 Jun 2012, 9:40, Reply)

And Barry actually steals your BFF's dead great-grandma's wedding ring that she smuggled in from the russians via the use of her colon in the 1800s... and he gets off scott-free.
It must be because of my creed.
( , Mon 25 Jun 2012, 9:45, Reply)

I know he ain't you, 'cus I've meet you both. But its pretty much a mirror'd image.
( , Mon 25 Jun 2012, 9:50, Reply)

My name is Baz, I've been beaten since I was three, mum died when I was born and dad takes it out on me.
He ain't a bad man, he just gets drunk and then feels alone. I tend to go for a walk and hope he's asleep when I get home.
Don't like to talk about it though, as I said, it's not his fault. It only happens when he's drunk as a last resort.
Wanted to get him a gift, ot show my support. But I had no money and I stole and I guess I got caught.
At times like that, I tend to switch off my mind, I stare bankly into space and lets what happens unwind.
I seemed to anger Stunned, he put his hands around my neck, said its time for me to learn some manors and respect.
It hurt, but I've had worst before, made me realise life was just a series of wars.
I came straight home that day and locked the bathroom door, took a blade to both wrists, they won't hurt me no more.
Things in life aren't always what they seem,
there's more than one given angle to any one given seen,
so bare that in mind next time you try to intervine,
that for any given angle for any one given seen.
( , Mon 25 Jun 2012, 9:31, Reply)
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