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These are correspondances with my friend and I over our league's msg board. They become quite intricate, lol.

 

Interesting...

by: ###### YETI SNOWMAN (pinkchiffon2000) Jul 10 12:50pm

Reading your story, I was hoping that near the end it would be Tynes for you to inspect his P-Hol, but instead you got Goings Holmes.

You'll be Owens me a better ending, because I know that deep down, you wanted to be that boy's Plummer.

Seriously, don't Lofa 'round so much and write a better ending.

I know where you live, and I have both the necessary Troupe and Merrimen to cross your perilous Moats and ransack your Kassel.

 

hahahaha

by: I am the MINDFREAK (murtazax2002) Jul 11 12:49pm

Yours was nicely Dunn, and I appreciate your criticism by de-Manning a better ending. I haven't been keeping up with the Jones's in the whole writing department lately, but I'm definately Goings to take an advanced writing class next semester. One thing, though. You said you'd be crossing my Moats and ransacking my Kassel, but how do you plan on climbing over my Gates? Not only are they ridiculously tall, but they're covered with slimy Green Moss and thorned Reed's. Only the man that bears a Tatu[pu] of the Impish Dwarf may cross and ring my door Bell. In turn, I'll lead him to my Office down the Hall and offer him some of my finest Peppers for Free[ney].

 

I'll see your puns and raise you another (dozen).

by: ###### YETI SNOWMAN (pinkchiffon2000) Jul 12 3:12am

In fact, I've got great news for you...

Dude, you're gettin' Ayodele. The Pryce was right, but only because it was covered in Sapp. Please don't Kearse me for that; I too was in a Huff when I saw its condition.

I had Hope that it would chip off, so I called over my friend Witherspoon. I felt encroached because she was a bit of a Crowder, but she couldn't get off the gunk. I tried flipping through my friend Marquand's Manuel, thinking it could Bailey me out. I tried scraping it off with a piece of Greenwood from a Carpenter; I tried wiping it down with Griesen Cole.

But none of it worked, so I finally took it down the Rhodes to the Hilton to sell it off to a Booker. I was quite animated, so he told me to Cooley down. He didn't want it, so I moseyed on up Renaldo Hill and offered it to the Taylor. He was busy playing the Sims, which was a real Thornton my side.

After being completely dejected, I decided to walk a little bit Morency the sun set. I realized that we can't always accomplish what we want immediately; sometimes, we have to Winslow.

Regardless, I left that thing in the gutter and bid it Archuleta.

 

Re-raise (this is good)

by: I am the MINDFREAK (murtazax2002) Jul 12 10:00am

I was so hungry the other day, I finally decided to get off my Harris Bodden and head over to the market. Although it was a Torrence affair, I felt a pressing need to Paymah dues to the vegetable world.

I brought my friend Lee, and let me tell Jue, you don't have to Coakley into coming anywhere, he's always ready to go. Since it's my favorite vegetable, we first decided to get some corn on the Cobbs. That seems, Sensibaugh, right? On the way there, I saw a guitarist in a local band called Spitalfield. Lee and I waved to him and greeted him, "Hayden Lowder!"

Curiously, he bolted away and hid Underwood, like a chipmunk or something. We shrugged it off and continued about our business.

After getting corn, we headed to the Pearman. Even though it wasn't a vegetable, we Offord him a little money and didn't Payton's for it. I started feeling Payne in my Foote, and slowed down. Lee scolded me, "You're being a Babi'n you're slowing us down" I replied angrily, "A Babi, neaux! That's Bullocks! I'm trying to be a Mann about this! Don't worry about me, I'm Surtain we can continue on."

Lee replied sarcastically, "Well make sure you don't become Tuman about this or your Cox might shrink! You're not a man, you're more like a Boiman" He continued on and was distancing himself further away from me.

"Holdman," I replied, "My Foote's acting up again." Slowly he walked back towards me. He dealt with me more compassionately this time. "Lehman, lay down, don't put any weight on it, how'd you hurt it in the first place, Mann?"

"When I fell in that Pittman...just the other day," I replied.

I was laying in the middle of the street holding my Foote just when Lee spotted a car heading towards us.

"Move off to the Seidman!" He grabbed me and quickly dragged me to the shoulder of the Rhodes.

"That was Bulman! Didn't he see we were in the middle of the Streets? He just kept speeding towards us!"

"I'm never going out to get vegetables again, Mann" I dejectedly told him, "I think I'm just going to stay at Holmes and get a Gardner."

 

Don't worry, I already know I need a life.

 

 

 

 

 

I really hope someone on this board attempts one, I'd like to see some replies!

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These are correspondances with my friend and I over our league's msg board. They become quite intricate, lol.

 

Interesting...

by: ###### YETI SNOWMAN (pinkchiffon2000) Jul 10 12:50pm

Reading your story, I was hoping that near the end it would be Tynes for you to inspect his P-Hol, but instead you got Goings Holmes.

You'll be Owens me a better ending, because I know that deep down, you wanted to be that boy's Plummer.

Seriously, don't Lofa 'round so much and write a better ending.

I know where you live, and I have both the necessary Troupe and Merrimen to cross your perilous Moats and ransack your Kassel.

 

hahahaha

by: I am the MINDFREAK (murtazax2002) Jul 11 12:49pm

Yours was nicely Dunn, and I appreciate your criticism by de-Manning a better ending. I haven't been keeping up with the Jones's in the whole writing department lately, but I'm definately Goings to take an advanced writing class next semester. One thing, though. You said you'd be crossing my Moats and ransacking my Kassel, but how do you plan on climbing over my Gates? Not only are they ridiculously tall, but they're covered with slimy Green Moss and thorned Reed's. Only the man that bears a Tatu[pu] of the Impish Dwarf may cross and ring my door Bell. In turn, I'll lead him to my Office down the Hall and offer him some of my finest Peppers for Free[ney].

 

I'll see your puns and raise you another (dozen).

by: ###### YETI SNOWMAN (pinkchiffon2000) Jul 12 3:12am

In fact, I've got great news for you...

Dude, you're gettin' Ayodele. The Pryce was right, but only because it was covered in Sapp. Please don't Kearse me for that; I too was in a Huff when I saw its condition.

I had Hope that it would chip off, so I called over my friend Witherspoon. I felt encroached because she was a bit of a Crowder, but she couldn't get off the gunk. I tried flipping through my friend Marquand's Manuel, thinking it could Bailey me out. I tried scraping it off with a piece of Greenwood from a Carpenter; I tried wiping it down with Griesen Cole.

But none of it worked, so I finally took it down the Rhodes to the Hilton to sell it off to a Booker. I was quite animated, so he told me to Cooley down. He didn't want it, so I moseyed on up Renaldo Hill and offered it to the Taylor. He was busy playing the Sims, which was a real Thornton my side.

After being completely dejected, I decided to walk a little bit Morency the sun set. I realized that we can't always accomplish what we want immediately; sometimes, we have to Winslow.

Regardless, I left that thing in the gutter and bid it Archuleta.

 

Re-raise (this is good)

by: I am the MINDFREAK (murtazax2002) Jul 12 10:00am

I was so hungry the other day, I finally decided to get off my Harris Bodden and head over to the market. Although it was a Torrence affair, I felt a pressing need to Paymah dues to the vegetable world.

I brought my friend Lee, and let me tell Jue, you don't have to Coakley into coming anywhere, he's always ready to go. Since it's my favorite vegetable, we first decided to get some corn on the Cobbs. That seems, Sensibaugh, right? On the way there, I saw a guitarist in a local band called Spitalfield. Lee and I waved to him and greeted him, "Hayden Lowder!"

Curiously, he bolted away and hid Underwood, like a chipmunk or something. We shrugged it off and continued about our business.

After getting corn, we headed to the Pearman. Even though it wasn't a vegetable, we Offord him a little money and didn't Payton's for it. I started feeling Payne in my Foote, and slowed down. Lee scolded me, "You're being a Babi'n you're slowing us down" I replied angrily, "A Babi, neaux! That's Bullocks! I'm trying to be a Mann about this! Don't worry about me, I'm Surtain we can continue on."

Lee replied sarcastically, "Well make sure you don't become Tuman about this or your Cox might shrink! You're not a man, you're more like a Boiman" He continued on and was distancing himself further away from me.

"Holdman," I replied, "My Foote's acting up again." Slowly he walked back towards me. He dealt with me more compassionately this time. "Lehman, lay down, don't put any weight on it, how'd you hurt it in the first place, Mann?"

"When I fell in that Pittman...just the other day," I replied.

I was laying in the middle of the street holding my Foote just when Lee spotted a car heading towards us.

"Move off to the Seidman!" He grabbed me and quickly dragged me to the shoulder of the Rhodes.

"That was Bulman! Didn't he see we were in the middle of the Streets? He just kept speeding towards us!"

"I'm never going out to get vegetables again, Mann" I dejectedly told him, "I think I'm just going to stay at Holmes and get a Gardner."

 

Don't worry, I already know I need a life.

I really hope someone on this board attempts one, I'd like to see some replies!

 

 

 

Aw hell, :wall:

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You might want to pray to Gado that i dont Crumpler up your MORRISsey CD.

 

 

 

 

 

 

does bam morris still play football? :clap:

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At least you have the time to make up dumb stories while constantly Feely that Pinner Johnson of yours. I'd be willing to Betts your Mili Bulger weighs less than a Graham. You might be better off with a Bush.

This post Suggs.

What a Smoker.

:unsure:

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At least you have the time to make up dumb stories while constantly Feely that Pinner Johnson of yours. I'd be willing to Betts your Mili Bulger weighs less than a Graham. You might be better off with a Bush.

This post Suggs.

What a Smoker.

:banana:

 

:clap:

 

winnah! ;)

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At least you have the time to make up dumb stories while constantly Feely that Pinner Johnson of yours. I'd be willing to Betts your Mili Bulger weighs less than a Graham. You might be better off with a Bush.

This post Suggs.

What a Smoker.

:thumbsdown:

 

I'd change "time" to "Tynes" and have the other sentence be "I'd be willing to Betts your Bulger weighs less than a Mili Graham"

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These are correspondances with my friend and I over our league's msg board. They become quite intricate, lol.

 

Interesting...

by: ###### YETI SNOWMAN (pinkchiffon2000) Jul 10 12:50pm

Reading your story, I was hoping that near the end it would be Tynes for you to inspect his P-Hol, but instead you got Goings Holmes.

You'll be Owens me a better ending, because I know that deep down, you wanted to be that boy's Plummer.

Seriously, don't Lofa 'round so much and write a better ending.

I know where you live, and I have both the necessary Troupe and Merrimen to cross your perilous Moats and ransack your Kassel.

 

hahahaha

by: I am the MINDFREAK (murtazax2002) Jul 11 12:49pm

Yours was nicely Dunn, and I appreciate your criticism by de-Manning a better ending. I haven't been keeping up with the Jones's in the whole writing department lately, but I'm definately Goings to take an advanced writing class next semester. One thing, though. You said you'd be crossing my Moats and ransacking my Kassel, but how do you plan on climbing over my Gates? Not only are they ridiculously tall, but they're covered with slimy Green Moss and thorned Reed's. Only the man that bears a Tatu[pu] of the Impish Dwarf may cross and ring my door Bell. In turn, I'll lead him to my Office down the Hall and offer him some of my finest Peppers for Free[ney].

 

I'll see your puns and raise you another (dozen).

by: ###### YETI SNOWMAN (pinkchiffon2000) Jul 12 3:12am

In fact, I've got great news for you...

Dude, you're gettin' Ayodele. The Pryce was right, but only because it was covered in Sapp. Please don't Kearse me for that; I too was in a Huff when I saw its condition.

I had Hope that it would chip off, so I called over my friend Witherspoon. I felt encroached because she was a bit of a Crowder, but she couldn't get off the gunk. I tried flipping through my friend Marquand's Manuel, thinking it could Bailey me out. I tried scraping it off with a piece of Greenwood from a Carpenter; I tried wiping it down with Griesen Cole.

But none of it worked, so I finally took it down the Rhodes to the Hilton to sell it off to a Booker. I was quite animated, so he told me to Cooley down. He didn't want it, so I moseyed on up Renaldo Hill and offered it to the Taylor. He was busy playing the Sims, which was a real Thornton my side.

After being completely dejected, I decided to walk a little bit Morency the sun set. I realized that we can't always accomplish what we want immediately; sometimes, we have to Winslow.

Regardless, I left that thing in the gutter and bid it Archuleta.

 

Re-raise (this is good)

by: I am the MINDFREAK (murtazax2002) Jul 12 10:00am

I was so hungry the other day, I finally decided to get off my Harris Bodden and head over to the market. Although it was a Torrence affair, I felt a pressing need to Paymah dues to the vegetable world.

I brought my friend Lee, and let me tell Jue, you don't have to Coakley into coming anywhere, he's always ready to go. Since it's my favorite vegetable, we first decided to get some corn on the Cobbs. That seems, Sensibaugh, right? On the way there, I saw a guitarist in a local band called Spitalfield. Lee and I waved to him and greeted him, "Hayden Lowder!"

Curiously, he bolted away and hid Underwood, like a chipmunk or something. We shrugged it off and continued about our business.

After getting corn, we headed to the Pearman. Even though it wasn't a vegetable, we Offord him a little money and didn't Payton's for it. I started feeling Payne in my Foote, and slowed down. Lee scolded me, "You're being a Babi'n you're slowing us down" I replied angrily, "A Babi, neaux! That's Bullocks! I'm trying to be a Mann about this! Don't worry about me, I'm Surtain we can continue on."

Lee replied sarcastically, "Well make sure you don't become Tuman about this or your Cox might shrink! You're not a man, you're more like a Boiman" He continued on and was distancing himself further away from me.

"Holdman," I replied, "My Foote's acting up again." Slowly he walked back towards me. He dealt with me more compassionately this time. "Lehman, lay down, don't put any weight on it, how'd you hurt it in the first place, Mann?"

"When I fell in that Pittman...just the other day," I replied.

I was laying in the middle of the street holding my Foote just when Lee spotted a car heading towards us.

"Move off to the Seidman!" He grabbed me and quickly dragged me to the shoulder of the Rhodes.

"That was Bulman! Didn't he see we were in the middle of the Streets? He just kept speeding towards us!"

"I'm never going out to get vegetables again, Mann" I dejectedly told him, "I think I'm just going to stay at Holmes and get a Gardner."

 

Don't worry, I already know I need a life.

I really hope someone on this board attempts one, I'd like to see some replies!

 

 

This is Gaye

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At least you have the time to make up dumb stories while constantly Feely that Pinner Johnson of yours. I'd be willing to Betts your Mili Bulger weighs less than a Graham. You might be better off with a Bush.

This post Suggs.

What a Smoker.

:wub:

 

 

That is some Funny stuff :(

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Bermanisms :bench:

 

(I don't think anything can top Eric "Sleeping with" Bieniemy)

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Bermanisms :bench:

 

(I don't think anything can top Eric "Sleeping with" Bieniemy)

 

 

 

Hmmm...

 

 

He may be on to something.

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Denvers Wideouts are getting old, they all need a walker

 

I think this is the best :( IMO

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This is the worst thread ever :banana:

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