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I kind of think this thread needs to work on it diet, or something. *devours chili cheese dogs*
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hey, Eruve held the last post for over 48 hours and hatrack was working the whole time. Guess that means the whole last post thing has lost it's charm, oh well, it was fun while it lasted.
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See, what you do is be the person to make this thread. You can wait a while, and then post again, immediately deleting the thread afterwords. You can then claim that you were the last person to post, and no one can really dispute you.
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*Carrys in brand new box if Ice Cream, three chili cheese dogs, meatloaf, meatball sandwich, mashes them all together into one big lump, wraps in tortilla, burns one end, eats"
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yes, that is a very nasty sounding meal, for one thing you should throw in boneless buffalo wings, and burn both ends, but hey to each their own.
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Are you sure? If I recall correctly who ever has the last post is winning, and at the moments *looks around* that apears to be me.
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Aaak! *sputters* *bats water balloon at Derrell with sword* *decides that was a bad idea* *THROWS water balloon at Derrell* Posts: 4174 | Registered: Sep 2003
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*covers Rhaegar with silly string* *ties Rhaegar to a post, grabs pressure washer and goes looking for Eruve*
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*Reminds Derell that in the previous last post thread I was half god, breaks ropes, strides out, and informs Derell that I have a feeling Eruve might back me up, but Koga and Marek are required to by treaty, draws sword, fireball, advances on derell*
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*delivery boy walks nervously up to Rhaegar*
"M-m-mister Rhaegar, sir, I have a telegram for you."
*delivery boy hands Rhaegar the telegram and runs*
*telgram reads as follows: You missed me. While you're busy with your two bit magic tricks, I'm hot on the trail of Eruve. Remember, she blasted my skin off. Nobody does that and gets away with it.*
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Derell, touch Eruve, you die, and BTW I am half god, so I have already taken Eruve to my inpenitrable fortress which is conveniently garrisoned by the warriors of Valhalla, oh and BTW Theirs a nuclear weapon headed for your left nostril.