12-12-2009, 08:37 AM
Cowboy: *smoking a cigarette* I remember reading some of your ancient posts. Welcome back home, o great ancient.
Rena: nice, make him feel old.
Cowboy: bite me. I'm out of fresh coffee. If you want me to be cheery, find out where my shipment from Costa Rica went.
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Duke: *playing with a Low-Orbit Ion Cannon control station* PEW! PEW! PEW!!! *cackling happily* FEAR ME, CITIZENS OF EUROPE!!!
*the lights dim, and an earsplitting crack is heard*
Duke: ....crap. It fired....*looks at the map* meh. It hit the middle of the Atlantic. What's out there to harm?
Rena: nice, make him feel old.
Cowboy: bite me. I'm out of fresh coffee. If you want me to be cheery, find out where my shipment from Costa Rica went.
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Duke: *playing with a Low-Orbit Ion Cannon control station* PEW! PEW! PEW!!! *cackling happily* FEAR ME, CITIZENS OF EUROPE!!!
*the lights dim, and an earsplitting crack is heard*
Duke: ....crap. It fired....*looks at the map* meh. It hit the middle of the Atlantic. What's out there to harm?
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
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Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
