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05-05-2006, 08:24 AM
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Originally Posted by Vermin Hey where did you get it from...I need some Consie props myself. | New York, boy. | 
05-05-2006, 01:03 PM
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Originally Posted by saara New York, boy. | Oh, miss intercontinental, I see...
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours. | 
05-05-2006, 01:35 PM
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| | | i used to drink about 10 cups a day and it made me feel so shit so i stopped, and now i drink about 1 maybe sometimes more sometimes less. i found caffiene caused quite a few problems, or at least didnt really help them
__________________ you take your coffee black the way your mother would. | 
05-05-2006, 01:49 PM
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| | | Cup o joe, java, or espresso is a good thing indeed... Typically Gargantuan amounts, but some days little to none. Always with Raw Sugar (or a brown sugar, white sugar is just too damn unsatisfingly sweet!), Hot or Iced, sometimes with Skim Milk. As many toxins as I've had coursing through my body, this slight vice shant be much trouble.
Up for a cup? | 
05-05-2006, 01:54 PM
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Originally Posted by Vermin Oh, miss intercontinental, I see... | I've been around, and I do mean traveling. | 
05-05-2006, 02:02 PM
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Originally Posted by saara I've been around, and I do mean traveling. | Haaah, senking horo....you're not fooling anyone.
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours. | 
05-05-2006, 02:13 PM
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Originally Posted by Vermin Haaah, senking horo....you're not fooling anyone. | Why sir! I never! I'm a lady, I'll have you know. | 
05-05-2006, 02:16 PM
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Originally Posted by saara Why sir! I never! I'm a lady, I'll have you know. | Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn...are we doing that? Gone with the Wind...is that it or am I just tripping...I'm picturing you in that hideous gown made out of those puke-green puddled curtains...damn girl, not the curtains!!!I've told you to stay away from 'em!
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours. | 
05-05-2006, 02:23 PM
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Originally Posted by Vermin Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn...are we doing that? Gone with the Wind...is that it or am I just tripping...I'm picturing you in that hideous gown made out of those puke-green puddled curtains...damn girl, not the curtains!!!I've told you to stay away from 'em! | I'm picturing you with the silly mustache and your mullet hidden away in a even sillier hat. Sir, this is my best dress! I don't know who took your curtains, but it certainly wasn't me! | 
05-05-2006, 02:26 PM
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Originally Posted by saara I'm picturing you with the silly mustache and your mullet hidden away in a even sillier hat. Sir, this is my best dress! I don't know who took your curtains, but it certainly wasn't me! | Hey what's this...Blaaaanche I've made you your favorite dish.
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours. | 
05-05-2006, 02:30 PM
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Originally Posted by Vermin Hey what's this...Blaaaanche I've made you your favorite dish. | A Streetcar Named Desire? Makasiinit palamassa/palaneet? 30 metriset liekit? Wtf? | 
05-05-2006, 02:35 PM
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Originally Posted by saara A Streetcar Named Desire? Makasiinit palamassa/palaneet? 30 metriset liekit? Wtf? | No no no babygirl...you got it all wrong. It was Blanche Hudson not Blanche Dubois. Mitä helvettiä...noi liekit tänne meilahteenkin asti näkyy.
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours. | 
05-05-2006, 02:39 PM
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Originally Posted by Vermin No no no babygirl...you got it all wrong. It was Blanche Hudson not Blanche Dubois. Mitä helvettiä...noi liekit tänne meilahteenkin asti näkyy. | Hesarin nettisivut.
Mä en nyt tajua/tykkää. Kuka vitun kuupo ne on käynyt sytkäämässä? Arg. I started getting the streetcar vibes, maybe you with your shirt off and so on. And then I started thinking about that Simpsons episode. And to keep this on topic, I'm drinking coffee right now. | 
05-05-2006, 02:48 PM
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Originally Posted by saara Hesarin nettisivut.
Mä en nyt tajua/tykkää. Kuka vitun kuupo ne on käynyt sytkäämässä? Arg. I started getting the streetcar vibes, maybe you with your shirt off and so on. And then I started thinking about that Simpsons episode. And to keep this on topic, I'm drinking coffee right now. | Ooooh pushing on the envelope are we? Naah I was just serving you a dead rat. But yaaaaah Blanche yaaaaah in that chair!!!. Sort of a retaliation for poking fun at my mullet. Hmmm, now that you mentioned that coffee, I've gotten a sudden urge for a double latte...ain't it too late...I'll put some bailey's in it. It's friday after all and I've been rejected for the third time.
Kai ne ääliöt ajatteli kun makasiinit kerran lähtee sieltää niin lähteeköön liekeissä. Järkyttävää...Helsingin monumentti on tosiaan hävitetty. Ei olisi uskonnut.
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours. | 
05-05-2006, 02:54 PM
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| | | I love bailey's with coffee. No, I love bailey's with anything. I think I have some somewhere. Mä vihaan tulipaloja. Mä en olisi halunnut että ne puretaan, mutta ei tääkään nyt ole mikään riemuvoitto. Onneksi kukaan ei ilmeisesti ole loukkaantunut. | 
05-05-2006, 02:57 PM
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Originally Posted by saara I love bailey's with coffee. No, I love bailey's with anything. I think I have some somewhere. Mä vihaan tulipaloja. Mä en olisi halunnut että ne puretaan, mutta ei tääkään nyt ole mikään riemuvoitto. Onneksi kukaan ei ilmeisesti ole loukkaantunut. | You should have come to my place tonight...I make great irish coffee. We would have chatted the night away I'm sure of it.
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours. | 
05-05-2006, 03:04 PM
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Originally Posted by Vermin You should have come to my place tonight...I make great irish coffee. We would have chatted the night away I'm sure of it. | I think so too. For some reason the boyfriend doesn't like it when I crawl home early in the morning, giggling like an idiot, smelling of bailey's and covered in another man's hair. | 
05-05-2006, 03:06 PM
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Originally Posted by saara I think so too. For some reason the boyfriend doesn't like it when I crawl home early in the morning, giggling like an idiot, smelling of bailey's and covered in another man's hair. | Fuck him...we was just doing Whoopi reenactments.
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours. | 
05-05-2006, 03:06 PM
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| | | And I found my bottle of bailey's, and I'm emptying it now. With coffee. | 
05-05-2006, 03:09 PM
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Originally Posted by saara And I found my bottle of bailey's, and I'm emptying it now. With coffee. | Kippis! Don't get wasted on me now. I need you to hold that razor steady.
__________________ You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours.
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