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Will you guys let this rest already? :lol: I'm sure Frost is already scarred for life.

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Will you guys let this rest already? :blink: I'm sure Frost is already scarred for life.

Over my dead body. :lol: This is just too fun to let it slip away into the bowels of page 2 and beyond.

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Will you guys let this rest already? :blink: I'm sure Frost is already scarred for life.

Over my dead body. :lol: This is just too fun to let it slip away into the bowels of page 2 and beyond.

Well...this thread is already a 13-page giant....Frost where are you, come back.

Oh well, who am I to ruin your fun?

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Will you guys let this rest already? :blink: I'm sure Frost is already scarred for life.

Over my dead body. :lol: This is just too fun to let it slip away into the bowels of page 2 and beyond.

Well...this thread is already a 13-page giant....Frost where are you, come back.

Oh well, who am I to ruin your fun?

Gehehehehe. I am so evil. :lol:

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If this gets locked, I hope its sticked somewhere or something, like an Archive.

 

Edit: I think Frost's avatar is a cross dresser :blink: Really, it frightens me.

Edited by K`dash
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If this gets locked, I hope its sticked somewhere or something, like an Archive.

 

Edit: I think Frost's avatar is a cross dresser :blink: Really, it frightens me.

i was thinkin the same

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Oh right, like and archive for future generations...

Hahahaha! One day this thread will discovered and people will worship me! Muahahahaha!

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Oh right, like and archive for future generations...

Hahahaha! One day this thread will discovered and people will worship me! Muahahahaha!

Are we having thoughts of grandia here? :lol:

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2097 AD - Mutant cockroaches scuttle through the toxic wasteland which is all that remains of a once proud civilization. A lone scientist, clad from head to toe in protective gear, is escavating this site, searching for artefacts from a more innocent time. He finds a plaque of some kind, encrusted in centuries of radioactive dust. As he wipes the dust off the plaque, he traces his finger along the grooves, struggling to decipher the dead language inscribed on there. It says,

 

"All hail the mighty BROOM HAIR!"

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2097 AD - Mutant cockroaches scuttle through the toxic wasteland which is all that remains of a once proud civilization. A lone scientist, clad from head to toe in protective gear, is escavating this site, searching for artefacts from a more innocent time. He finds a plaque of some kind, encrusted in centuries of radioactive dust. As he wipes the dust off the plaque, he traces his finger along the grooves, struggling to decipher the dead language inscribed on there. It says,

 

"All hail the mighty BROOM HAIR!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's great! Kind of reminds me of the game Fallout.

 

Then mythical tales will be started about me, like how I defeated the evil Frost and cast him into a prison made of Commodore 64s. :lol:

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2097 AD - Mutant cockroaches scuttle through the toxic wasteland which is all that remains of a once proud civilization. A lone scientist, clad from head to toe in protective gear, is escavating this site, searching for artefacts from a more innocent time. He finds a plaque of some kind, encrusted in centuries of radioactive dust. As he wipes the dust off the plaque, he traces his finger along the grooves, struggling to decipher the dead language inscribed on there. It says,

 

"All hail the mighty BROOM HAIR!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's great! Kind of reminds me of the game Fallout.

 

Then mythical tales will be started about me, like how I defeated the evil Frost and cast him into a prison made of Commodore 64s. :(

Whoa O_o....A prison made out of Commandore 64s, now that something I must see. :-D

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2097 AD - Mutant cockroaches scuttle through the toxic wasteland which is all that remains of a once proud civilization. A lone scientist, clad from head to toe in protective gear, is escavating this site, searching for artefacts from a more innocent time. He finds a plaque of some kind, encrusted in centuries of radioactive dust. As he wipes the dust off the plaque, he traces his finger along the grooves, struggling to decipher the dead language inscribed on there. It says,

 

"All hail the mighty BROOM HAIR!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's great! Kind of reminds me of the game Fallout.

 

Then mythical tales will be started about me, like how I defeated the evil Frost and cast him into a prison made of Commodore 64s. :(

Whoa O_o....A prison made out of Commandore 64s, noe that something I must see. :)

Ha! I couldn't think of anything else to make his jail out of. And that just popped out. Doesn't make much sense. But I guess a cell like that would have no good games and he'd be bored forever! MUAHAHAHAHAHA! And ofcourse, I'll shove a pineapple up his ass everyday, like Hitler in Little Nicky. :-D

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