Fortune

Oh its me... little faggot huh? Ever notice I got to end my posts they were never locked before I said it was over?? This isn't the official board so no need to edit here you piece of shit.


You still in DH? Go tell Phal I'm going to be raiding with you guys shortly. Now that Portos is in EL Im going to whipe the floor with them.

Crabbok

WTF are you babbling about? Why don't you go swallow a knife or something?

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Fortune

Swallow a knife? I cant believe I stick up for EL sometimes... dude go hit the buttons on your bruiser and talk to yourself. Give my message on your site to Portos while you are at it.

Crabbok

What bruiser?

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Fortune

What do you play now?

Anarke

There was a reason for that. Funny though, seems like a lot of people who "quit" sure do like to visit the forums quite frequently.

silj

just like you do anarke? or did you reroll now and you're trying to get into another leetskeet guild? it's probally heaven not to have your retarded ass in ventrilo anymore anarke, blowing off the top about how everything you do is 100% right and how everyone should follow your orders all the time and there is no ruleset for you, remember matron? your dumb ass spawning epics? fuck you loser, merry fucking christmas i hope you get a pile of shit in your stocking.

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the day that i die will be the day that i shut my mouth and put down my guitar. sunday morning hold church down at the bar.

Crabbok

Umm, I play legend of the green dragon and Xbox 360... umm, and I play my guitar.

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maria

crabbok cannot play guitar, i've heard him try in el vent. he sticks to phatty green day riffs 8) haha jk bud, good to see you the other night tho.

shoe

hey fortune grats, you're more hated then me. i didn't think that was possible on the bazaar server you worthless piece of fuckin shit.

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Originally Posted by LFG
The problem is, I don't know how to cook, and have never used a stove. If I can't buy it in a restaurant, have it delivered to my door, or served through the window of my vehicle, I don't eat.