"now make a post and say hi"

[posol]

a couple of my fav's

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Can we get a Pissedoff Rating???

9.2
i love this girl. lol

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this thread sucks

bah, you suck. you're just pissed off cuz you're in cali. lol

 

[B16]

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this thread sucks

bah, you suck. you're just pissed off cuz you're in cali. lol

Yes, this place sucks with its great weather, hot women and over paying jobs.

 

[TWAN]

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Can we get a Pissedoff Rating???

9.2
i love this girl. lol


OMG!!! thats the highest rating i have ever seen! that and theres no imperfections listed afterwards...

 

[adnoh]

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EDIT - DAMN IT STUPID QUOTES! i try and make em smaller so it doesnt take up so much room.. but.. ahhhh some1 fix it

B will fix it, watch!! He's pussy-whipped without the pussy

No kidding whipped....I mean christ, one girl comes on here and all of a sudden everyone is acting all wierd.

You guys wouldn't last a fucking second at the bars here.

 

[posol]

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this thread sucks

bah, you suck. you're just pissed off cuz you're in cali. lol

Yes, this place sucks with its great weather, hot women and over paying jobs.

and infalted housing, earthquakes, mudlides, carb, smog, the govenator, and i could go on for hours

 

[Havok]

Next time I am selling shit on ebay, I am putting it in this thread, just so it will get 3849057394875938475938475 bajillion views.

Recuerdo cuando me dijeron de historia del terciopelo machacado, cera de la vela, y me sequé encima de las flores. La figura en la cama vistió todo para arriba en las rosas, llamando, haciendo señas para dormir ofreciendo un sueño. Las palabras eran tan mystical como animales que ronroneaban. El círculo de la rabia los fantasmas en la etapa apareció. El tiempo era así que tangible nunca lo dejé ir. Historias del fantasma dadas abajo, túneles secretos alcanzados abajo. Nadie podían verme. Caí en ayer. Nuestros sueños se parecían ausentes no lejano. Deseo permanecer. Caí en fantasía. La muchacha en la pared me esperó siempre y ella sonreía siempre. Los muchachos adolescentes de la muerte, la muerte adolescente chicas..and cada uno bailaban. Nada podría tocarnos entonces que nadie podría entonces cambiarnos, y cada uno bailaba. Nada podría entonces lastimarnos, nadie podría entonces vernos, y cada uno bailaba. Cada uno bailaba.

 

[posol]

 

[Havok]

Learn spanish, lol. Miguel Del Fuego might be able to figure out what the hell it is. He will translate it, but I don't know if he will know the reference.

 

[TWAN]

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go to california for a weekend... youll learn spanish real quick

 

[swanny]

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Next time I am selling shit on ebay, I am putting it in this thread, just so it will get 3849057394875938475938475 bajillion views.

Recuerdo cuando me dijeron de historia del terciopelo machacado, cera de la vela, y me sequé encima de las flores. La figura en la cama vistió todo para arriba en las rosas, llamando, haciendo señas para dormir ofreciendo un sueño. Las palabras eran tan mystical como animales que ronroneaban. El círculo de la rabia los fantasmas en la etapa apareció. El tiempo era así que tangible nunca lo dejé ir. Historias del fantasma dadas abajo, túneles secretos alcanzados abajo. Nadie podían verme. Caí en ayer. Nuestros sueños se parecían ausentes no lejano. Deseo permanecer. Caí en fantasía. La muchacha en la pared me esperó siempre y ella sonreía siempre. Los muchachos adolescentes de la muerte, la muerte adolescente chicas..and cada uno bailaban. Nada podría tocarnos entonces que nadie podría entonces cambiarnos, y cada uno bailaba. Nada podría entonces lastimarnos, nadie podría entonces vernos, y cada uno bailaba. Cada uno bailaba.

Translation:

I remember when they told me of history of the velvet pounded, wax of the candle, and I dried over the flowers. The figure in the bed dressed all for up in the roses, calling, doing signs to sleep offering a dream. The words were so mystical as animals that purred. The circle of the rage the ghosts in the phase appeared. The time was so tangible never I left it to go. Histories of the ghost given down, secret tunnels reached down. Nobody they could see me. I fell in yesterday. Our dreams seemed absent not distant. Desire to remain. I fell in fantasy. The girl in the wall expected me always and she smiled always. The boys adolescents of the death, the death small adolescent.. and each one danced. Nothing would be able to touch us then that nobody would be able then to change us, and each one danced. Nothing would be able then to injure us, nobody would be able then to see us, and each one danced. Each one it danced.
wtf are you on?

 

[Havok]

If you used babelfish or something similar to translate, you will completely murder it. That is like 60% accurate.

 

[B16]

HAHA, I don't know spanish that well.

 

[Havok]

I thought you spoke fluent Spanish...I am speaking way too much for my own good...This is what happens when you hang out with Panamanians

 

[hondarin]

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goddamn admins

hey is there a mod forum and an admin forum? and have the mods ever even thought about that?

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You asked for it....

+1

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143 replies and 1003 views... jesus titty fucking christ.

that could be a new sig qoute....


oh yea, she's definitely a hotty

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and oh yeah; my name is darin
i'm going to school in lubbock texas right now
i currently drive an accord v6, but it's my dad's (i'm waiting for my 92 accord h22)
and finally, Hello.

 

[B16]

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goddamn admins

hey is there a mod forum and an admin forum? and have the mods ever even thought about that?

Mod Forum? What the heck is a Mod Forum?

 

[Dustin_m]

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Next time I am selling shit on ebay, I am putting it in this thread, just so it will get 3849057394875938475938475 bajillion views.

Recuerdo cuando me dijeron de historia del terciopelo machacado, cera de la vela, y me sequé encima de las flores. La figura en la cama vistió todo para arriba en las rosas, llamando, haciendo señas para dormir ofreciendo un sueño. Las palabras eran tan mystical como animales que ronroneaban. El círculo de la rabia los fantasmas en la etapa apareció. El tiempo era así que tangible nunca lo dejé ir. Historias del fantasma dadas abajo, túneles secretos alcanzados abajo. Nadie podían verme. Caí en ayer. Nuestros sueños se parecían ausentes no lejano. Deseo permanecer. Caí en fantasía. La muchacha en la pared me esperó siempre y ella sonreía siempre. Los muchachos adolescentes de la muerte, la muerte adolescente chicas..and cada uno bailaban. Nada podría tocarnos entonces que nadie podría entonces cambiarnos, y cada uno bailaba. Nada podría entonces lastimarnos, nadie podría entonces vernos, y cada uno bailaba. Cada uno bailaba.

what is that? its not a song, atleast one that i recognize. is it Borges or somethin like that, poetry stuff?

 

[hondarin]

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goddamn admins

hey is there a mod forum and an admin forum? and have the mods ever even thought about that?

Mod Forum? What the heck is a Mod Forum?

you missed my meaning.... i meant that there's a mod forum that us regulars can't get into, and an admin forum that you mods can't get into

 

[posol]

nope. just the admin panel... for the board settings and such

 

[hondarin]

oh yeah, i forgot to say, i'm 20 and i wash my hair first

check out the "stupid personality test" post

 

[swanny]

haha i just discovered this one