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Date Posted: 19:31:15 06/29/02 Sat
Author: Jayson
Author Host/IP: 195.207-34-71-0.interbaun.com / 207.34.71.195
Subject: [: defying gravity :]


: I�m starting to trip; I�m losing my grip : [: poised carefully atop the jaded board, the boar enters, gliding smoothly across the rough terra inside the warehouse. Ollying up onto a crate, ped craftily stomps 'pon the rear of the vessel sending it careening towards his open palm. dactyls curl about the trucks protectively. paws placed 'pon the crates rising above him, the mascule hoists himself up as far as possible, placing the cargo-clad posterior 'pon the smooth wood precariously, limbs swinging peacefully off the edge of the vast expanse.mild sigh is issued as he idly toys with the worn wheels of his deck, platinum dreads briefly obscuring troubled ooids from view as he remains upon his perch :] : That�s when I decided � why should I care? :

: I�m starting to trip; I�m losing my grip :

[: poised carefully atop the jaded board, the boar enters, gliding smoothly across the rough terra inside the warehouse. Ollying up onto a crate, ped craftily stomps 'pon the rear of the vessel sending it careening towards his open palm. dactyls curl about the trucks protectively. paws placed 'pon the crates rising above him, the mascule hoists himself up as far as possible, placing the cargo-clad posterior 'pon the smooth wood precariously, limbs swinging peacefully off the edge of the vast expanse.mild sigh is issued as he idly toys with the worn wheels of his deck, platinum dreads briefly obscuring troubled ooids from view as he remains upon his perch :]

: That�s when I decided � why should I care? :

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Replies:

- fly away - -- Hawk, 22:51:09 07/02/02 Tue
- [: defy gravity :] -- Jayson, 04:08:23 07/03/02 Wed
  - �� fly away -- Hawk, 10:22:30 07/03/02 Wed
    - [: me yup it's me :] -- Jayson, 10:58:36 07/03/02 Wed
      - ~*~Loud Noise~*~ -- A Red Ford Mustang, 11:33:58 07/03/02 Wed