At 12:29 pm truth8607 Said :	0
	was gud people

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	At 11:50 am LMHrock Said :	0
	there once was man w/ a bucket, he got it all the way in nantucket, he sat in the bucket, then decided to chuck it then just said, well (u know) i hate this dumb pail oh, look a snail, i think i ll go for a sail, in my pail, wait no u dumb bucket, that's it im going to chuck it. lol ive done it better b4 but this one's supposed 2 be new right?

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	At 10:05 am marless2791 Said :	0
	Develop odd personal daily habits such as slapping your shoulders during conversations with houseguests. Wear a smock. Snarl and grind your ankles together every time you say a word with a f in it. .

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	At 08:42 am AndrewNobert Said :	0
	flees------ adam had'em

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	At 08:42 am ralicia Said :	0
	asdjhaskjfnkhasdjh nice chatting with ya too

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	In response to ralicia At 08:36 am neomud Said :	0
	gbfnttylbtwrofl

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	At 08:34 am ralicia Said :	0
	Nighty night sleepy one, remember, never sleep with a loaded gun, hang bells on your window to keep out the demons, and fight off the cold changes of seasons

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	At 08:24 am neomud Said :	0
	a dirty kitten, lost in the kitchen, drank all of the raspberry soup. when I asked it it's name, it responded in game...surely I must head to sleep soon.....

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	At 08:21 am AndrewNobert Said :	0
	i walk alond a hallway, not knowing what i will see. The sights before are dark, The going through my head are worried. This is not the place i should be, I do not belong here. As i continue i know what i should do, But the demons tell me to come. I can not resist. With all my might i fight, To go the other way. With a screaming in my ear, I finally turn around. I run back, to the light, To were I belong.

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	At 08:20 am ralicia Said :	0
	tiredness is rife, ruling a life, making such strife, I sleep with a knife, and dream of mice, speaking tripe, never a wife, of words too nice

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