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cookies to make up for all I've stolen YES!

600-Watt home entertainment system....hooded Abercrombie sweatshirt...jeans...underwear...$50 gift certificate to Abercrombie...$100 gift certificate to the mall...some pants for lounging around the house in...and a carton of Marlboro Reds. Merry Christmas.

What've ya got for me, CWM?

I never heard of any of these bands. I'm sure some of you have, though. I've only heard of DEP and Eighteen Visions....Eighteen Visions is basically a hardcore screamo band.

Right. He's voted both worst poster of the year and least popular poster of the year, but I'M the buffoon? You've got things twisted.

Am I the only one who finds it highly amusing that someone voted both worst and least popular poster is trying to defend his "good name?" I mean seriously, what on earth? Isn't it obvious that if you get those awards you don't have much of a "good name" to defend? Marney, he's just going to call you stupid again. Watch yourself.

:::re-enacts scene in sig:::

....isn't that what it was?

Don't listen to him, Darkness. He's a buffoon.

There's nowhere in that PM that could be construed as rude, so I don't see what you're getting at here...

:::Returns to bar, WJM comes over to take his order::: "Uh...I'm only ordering from New York Fox."

:::climbs back on top of the bar::: "New York Fox!" This is a song for the ladies But fellas listen closely You don't always have to fuck her hard In fact sometimes that's not right to do Sometimes you've got to make some love And fuckin give her some smoochies too Sometimes ya got to squeeze Sometimes you've got to say please Sometime you've got to say hey I'm gonna Fuck you softly I'm gonna screw you gently I'm gonna hump you sweetly I'm gonna ball you discreetly And then you say hey I bought you flowers And then you say wait a minute sally I think I got somethin in my teeth Could you get it out for me That's fuckin teamwork Whats your favorite posish? That's cool with me Its not my favorite But I'll do it for you Whats your favorite dish? Im not gonna cook it But ill order it from Zanzibar And then I'm gonna love you completely And then I'll fuckin fuck you discreetly And then I'll fucking bone you completely But then I'm gonna fuck you hard Hard

....whiskey...on the rocks. :::slaps NYFox's ass:::

See! Never got my second drink!

Trust me, this works. Zack, you told me that I was the only one you wanted to think about you!

I call mistress d'affaires. <cracks whip> WJM, you're way behind on your tabs... bend over. ....did anyone else find that more erotic than CC/WJM? Or am I just weird?

:::still waiting for his drink::: "THIS PLACE SUCKS!"

Sure, but keep your eye on JSYK. He's an amourous drunk... :::throws cell phone at Royal Blue's head::: *blocks cellphone with scubagear* Yeah, it makes no sense. Deal with it. Did you just get out of the hot tub?

Sure, but keep your eye on JSYK. He's an amourous drunk... :::throws cell phone at Royal Blue's head:::

:::sits back at counter::: "BARKEEP! This lady won't give me the time of day...gimme another!"

:::smashed off of one drink, climbs up on bar::: "This one goes out to NewYorkFox!" See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side I wait for you Sleight of hand and twist of fate On a bed of nails she makes me wait And I wait without you With or without you With or without you Through the storm we reach the shore You give it all but I want more And I'm waiting for you With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you And you give yourself away And you give yourself away And you give And you give And you give yourself away My hands are tied My body bruised, she's got me with Nothing to win and Nothing left to lose And you give yourself away And you give yourself away And you give And you give And you give yourself away With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you With or without you :::falls off bar:::

NO! MAKE HER LEAVE, ROYAL BLUE!

....yeah?

:::strolls up to counter::: Whiskey. Rocks...if you got 'em.

I'm getting no loving here, so I'll drown my sorrows at your pub.