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Elisabeth Hollow |
Sep 10 2013, 08:03 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 15-November 12
From: Texas
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QUOTE(King Of Beasts @ Sep 10 2013, 02:00 AM) Well, Liz is an exception -bows down to Liz's beautyboobs - There, I fixed ir to what you MEANT to say XD This post has been edited by Elisabeth Hollow: Sep 10 2013, 08:03 AM
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King Of Beasts |
Sep 10 2013, 08:05 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 15-November 12
From: Imperial City,Cyrodiil
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QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Sep 10 2013, 03:03 AM) QUOTE(King Of Beasts @ Sep 10 2013, 02:00 AM) Well, Liz is an exception -bows down to Liz's beautyboobs - There, I fixed ir to what you MEANT to say XD Oh, good. Autocorrect didn't help this time
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mALX |
Sep 10 2013, 08:06 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 14-March 10
From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN
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QUOTE(mirocu @ Sep 10 2013, 03:00 AM) QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Sep 10 2013, 08:59 AM) QUOTE(mirocu @ Sep 10 2013, 01:56 AM) Oh, yeah. Find me a perfect human and Ill show you the best baseball field on Jupiter Uhh, ahem! -gestures to self- Oh, damn!
-books ticket to Jupiter-ROFL !!! *mALX dials phone quickly* "Hello, Bookie? I'd like to bet on that baseball game being played on Jupiter please..."
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mALX |
Sep 10 2013, 08:07 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 14-March 10
From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN
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QUOTE(mirocu @ Sep 10 2013, 03:05 AM) So, if the topic of the day is to trash my siggys, why dont you complain about my Top Ten list as well? Scew you guys, Im going home No, don't leave! We'll quit teasing, we promise! This post has been edited by mALX: Sep 10 2013, 08:10 AM
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mirocu |
Sep 10 2013, 08:10 AM
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Spam Meister
Joined: 8-February 13
From: [CLASSIFIED]
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Lol birdIt matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.
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mALX |
Sep 10 2013, 08:11 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 14-March 10
From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN
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mALX |
Sep 10 2013, 08:13 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 14-March 10
From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN
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Here is a poem just for you to tell you how sorry I am:
The Raven, by Edgar Allen Poe
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door Only this and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrowsorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled mefilled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; This it is and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"here I opened wide the door; Darkness there and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; 'Tis the wind and nothing more!"
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaninglittle relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore."
But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he utterednot a feather then he fluttered Till I scarcely more than muttered "Other friends have flown before On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." Then the bird said "Nevermore."
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Nevernevermore.'"
But the Raven still beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore."
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent theeby these angels he hath sent thee Respiterespite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore; Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted On this home by Horror hauntedtell me truly, I implore Is thereis there balm in Gilead?tell metell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evilprophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above usby that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be liftednevermore!
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King Of Beasts |
Sep 10 2013, 08:15 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 15-November 12
From: Imperial City,Cyrodiil
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Teasing what? You thought plastic woman was pretty! Sorry mirocu. That's the last time Ooh, the raven! I know half of it by heart, lol
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mALX |
Sep 10 2013, 08:19 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 14-March 10
From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN
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QUOTE(King Of Beasts @ Sep 10 2013, 03:15 AM) Teasing what? You thought plastic woman was pretty! Sorry mirocu. That's the last time Ooh, the raven! I know half of it by heart, lol We had to memorize it for school and I made up new words for it all about the place I worked. So then when we had to recite it in school, all I could remember was the one I'd made up for work. I can still remember that one! Lol. The Customer, by mALX Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious customer; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, A tapping on my unit door "'Tis just a customer, nothing more." This post has been edited by mALX: Sep 10 2013, 08:21 AM
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mirocu |
Sep 10 2013, 08:21 AM
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Spam Meister
Joined: 8-February 13
From: [CLASSIFIED]
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QUOTE(King Of Beasts @ Sep 10 2013, 09:15 AM) Teasing what? You thought plastic woman was pretty! Sorry mirocu. That's the last time If you remember yesterday, I do have a comeback if necessary Meh. I dont care what you think of her or that pic in particular. Just a final thought. If you think she looks bad, you should see me! Thanks for the poem, mALX! This post has been edited by mirocu: Sep 10 2013, 08:21 AM
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Lol birdIt matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.
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