*nails. "she was one" should be "she wasn't one"...sorry for the type-o's lol. -- Secular Dominion

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Subject: *nails. "she was one" should be "she wasn't one"...sorry for the type-o's lol.

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Machete

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Date Posted: 07:54:42 07/26/03 Sat
In reply to: Machete 's message, ".h e y g e e z e r." on 07:53:22 07/26/03 Sat

>The leggy remnants of
>a branwy beast paded lightly across the land--his
>movement was springy and hollow, far differing from
>the self proclaimed muscled beasts and warriors which
>had thrown themselves haughtily on to the lands. He
>would put them in their place, in time--let them wait
>until the war...we shall see who likes blood under
>their nales.
>
>And with his olive orbs he scans the TT like a
>scavenger, eyes finally resting in sensure--her eyes
>illuminated beneath the shadows which swallowed her,
>and he approached them at leasure, letting them drip
>of his dually black coat in rivulets and drown him
>into the darkness. He didnt need to see her to feel
>her presence; and he could tell by its undulation that
>she was one of the few around these lands. One of the
>few which he had outwardly proclaimed he loathed;
>those which raised their hackles, entering with the
>claims that they were tough, they had shed blood, they
>were the epitome of evil. But they had never seen
>anything but the path beaten for them--and in this
>arrogance he had learned to loathe any with
>self-worth. Nevertheless, he had made himself
>known--whoopee. Nodding his head in the direction of
>her relecting orbs, he let her know she was allowed.
>
>Not welcomed, maybe, but allowed.
>
>THe winds had changed so ferociously lately--do not
>step up with might, but with the power of the tongue.
>Satire is the name of the game these days...and if you
>are ready to run with the big boys, we'll welcome you
>with open arms.

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Subject	Author	Date
Some Geezer	Tetrianni	13:34:27 07/26/03 Sat
.j u s t a l i t t l e h u m o r. -- Machete, 15:09:37 07/26/03 Sat I'm laughing so hard -- Tetrianni, 10:06:38 07/27/03 Sun .a t y o u r o w n s t u p i d i t y. -- Machete, 11:36:33 07/27/03 Sun I'm kicking myself repeatedly -- Tetrianni, 12:55:57 07/27/03 Sun .s o m e o n e n e e d s t o. -- Machete, 18:56:00 07/27/03 Sun feel free -- Tetrianni, 19:38:45 07/27/03 Sun .i w o u l d n t d r e a m o f i t. -- Machete, 20:19:14 07/27/03 Sun