| 08-14-2007, 10:12 AM | #1 |
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Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
*looks at thread title*
 Meh.  So D, you're 22 now!  Congratulations on a job well done living. (i.e. Happy Birthday) Why the hell aren't you posting here anymore?  |
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| 08-14-2007, 12:46 PM | #2 |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
Because no ones positng!
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broken windows, and resting eyes. 'can you tell us what happened here?' they finally got sick of it all, they just gave up on accepting fate. that was the loophole, they found the achilles heel and managed to strike it down. at the feet of the ruins is a dormant structure. dormant but breathing, still breathing. the wind sweeps through its hallways, echoing at the establishment of their caretakers. an exhaltation of cold premonition. |
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| 08-14-2007, 01:24 PM | #3 |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
Guys, tell your fucking friends!
  I don't even see BigD browsing the forums anymore. I wonder what happened to him. |
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| 08-14-2007, 02:13 PM | #4 |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
You need to post more too dude
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'so how did it end? can you describe those final days?'
broken windows, and resting eyes. 'can you tell us what happened here?' they finally got sick of it all, they just gave up on accepting fate. that was the loophole, they found the achilles heel and managed to strike it down. at the feet of the ruins is a dormant structure. dormant but breathing, still breathing. the wind sweeps through its hallways, echoing at the establishment of their caretakers. an exhaltation of cold premonition. |
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| 08-14-2007, 02:40 PM | #5 |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
Yeah I know. I've been totally busy though, since, y'know, I'm leaving in two days.
Everytime I pop in really quick to check what's going on, I usually don't have the intention of posting for some reason. In other news, I made a new award today for people who are celebrating birthdays. No biggie. Gotta go!  |
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| 08-14-2007, 03:24 PM | #6 |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
Thanks Dan.
 So far my birthday sucks, but maybe I'll...go to a bar or something. I dunno. 
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| 08-14-2007, 04:45 PM | #7 |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
Happy Birthday BigD
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| 08-14-2007, 04:55 PM | #8 |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
Merry Birthmas dude - how long have we been on forums together now.
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'so how did it end? can you describe those final days?'
broken windows, and resting eyes. 'can you tell us what happened here?' they finally got sick of it all, they just gave up on accepting fate. that was the loophole, they found the achilles heel and managed to strike it down. at the feet of the ruins is a dormant structure. dormant but breathing, still breathing. the wind sweeps through its hallways, echoing at the establishment of their caretakers. an exhaltation of cold premonition. |
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| 08-14-2007, 04:58 PM | #9 | |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
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| 08-14-2007, 05:00 PM | #10 |
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Re: Big Fucking Happy Birthday to Big Fucking D
15 or 16 prolly - thats sick dude.
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'so how did it end? can you describe those final days?'
broken windows, and resting eyes. 'can you tell us what happened here?' they finally got sick of it all, they just gave up on accepting fate. that was the loophole, they found the achilles heel and managed to strike it down. at the feet of the ruins is a dormant structure. dormant but breathing, still breathing. the wind sweeps through its hallways, echoing at the establishment of their caretakers. an exhaltation of cold premonition. |
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