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Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 12 Mar 2013 22:49
by WorldisQuiet5256

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 13 Mar 2013 01:17
by The Abacus
How are you feeling Abacus?
I feel better since I recovered.
Weapons: offline
Unless you are in the submachine, your weapons would have been wiped out too

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 13 Mar 2013 14:34
by ENIHCAMBUS
xetroV wrote:here i am.
Is the smoking anteater nebula.

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 13 Mar 2013 16:01
by bender
This lacks the action

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 14 Mar 2013 00:18
by WorldisQuiet5256
okay.

Code: Select all

program:Music//select-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7x4CHrvc28

Code: Select all

program:user://The Bringer of Chaos//select-
[Portal]:online:
[Door]:open:
[Shields]:down:
[Turrets]:offline:
[Gates]:unlock:
[Submachine]://lock//
[SubNet]://lock//
[Core]://lock//
[OuterRim]://lock
[Edge]://lock//
[PastelForum]://firewall//:shutdown:
[Earth]:open:
user://The Bringer of Chaos// 
"Unleash hell." 
Here the action you wanted bender.

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 14 Mar 2013 15:33
by WorldisQuiet5256
Here an interesting fact. Chef Boyardee was a prisoner who went to prison for selling wine during the prohibition years. My great grandfather knew him. When his mother was the warden of the prison when he was a baby, Chef Boyardee would push him around the prison when my grandfather mother was too busy.

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 14 Mar 2013 21:54
by Oleander
There's no mention of Boiardi in any jail on the wikipedia article for him, or anywhere else on the internet as far as I can see.

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 14 Mar 2013 22:48
by WorldisQuiet5256
Same guy, different person on the commercial. A face on a can of soup from a person in jail, not very good advertisement.

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 14 Mar 2013 23:11
by Oleander
I don't understand. Are you saying the guy in the commercial is the one who went to jail? I'm talking about the guy who literally started the company.

Re: RANDOMNESS

Posted: 15 Mar 2013 00:03
by WorldisQuiet5256
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 lifted - nevermore!