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Изменено (irishfreak):
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Paste your last copied thing...
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FarSight XR-20.
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Hey coach, Ivan just emailed me and said that he might be late/not make it to practice because he
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Send this to people in your contacts if you're feeling troll-y. Be prepared for highly probable device lag though. "Oooh We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I A full commitment's what I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching, but You're too shy to say it Inside, we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you (Ooh, give you up) (Ooh, give you up) Never gonna give, never gonna give (Give you up) Never gonna give, never gonna give (Give you up) We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching, but You're too shy to say it Inside, we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you"
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Изменено (My Name Is John): 2/13/2015 7:45:34 AM
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quote] The struggles of copy pasting on an ipad
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Yo you guys how pissed would they be if I -blam!- the seahawks in the end of the game. Itl be hilarious. [spoiler][i]it's hilarious how pissed you guys get over the false idols sometimes.[/spoiler][/i]
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Awww, my cleaning app cleared my clipboard...
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and red is the opposite of green, red is a creative color. Red is the color of Satan, Satan is creative. Not God but Satan is the creator. All hail Satan!!!
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1 ответИзменено (Ellis): 2/13/2015 1:03:26 PM[i]Arise from your grave, bones of old, ashes of ages past, arise from the dregs and depths of old, and into the present. You shall be given new life by those who weren't present for your existence, o great old ones. Arise from your aged shackles of time, and be known again![/i] [b]-Excerpt from the rite of Bump.[/b] [spoiler]I'm not even joking, I made this paragraph to be used with necrobumps.[/spoiler]
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Insanity Fit Test Switch Kicks: 100 Power Jacks: 33 Power Knee: 60 Power Jumps: 27 Globe Jumps: 5 (20) Suicide Jumps: 10 Push-Up Jacks: 23 Low Plank Oblique: 25
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1 ответStarted at the age of four My mother went to the grocery store Went sneaking through her bedroom door To find something in a size four Sugar and spice and everything nice Wasn't made for only girls GI Joe in panty hose is making room For the one and only King for a day, princess by dawn King for a day in a leather thong King for a day, princess by dawn Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me My daddy threw me in therapy He thinks I'm not a real man Who put the drag in the drag queen Don't knock it until you tried it Sugar and spice and everything nice Wasn't made for only girls GI Joe in panty hose is making room For the one and only King for a day, princess by dawn King for a day in a leather thong King for a day, princess by dawn Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me Sugar and spice and everything nice Wasn't made for only girls GI Joe in panty hose is making room For the one and only King for a day, princess by dawn King for a day in a leather thong King for a day, princess by dawn King for a day in a leather thong King for a day, princess by dawn King for a day in a leather thong King for a day, princess by dawn Just wait 'til all the guys, just wait 'til all the guys Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me
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3 отв.I pasted a thing I wrote when toying with the idea of Destiny fanfic in an email to a friend. It's in the spoiler. [spoiler]Excerpts from a Hunter's Journal Today, I was resurrected. At least, that's what my Ghost tells me. It seems like just yesterday I was fighting over what the Humans refer to as "Russia", trying to help them hold Earth against the onslaught of Darkness. My ship took a hit to the wing and it tore off. I went down. I awoke amongst a mess of skeletized cars. "Guardian? Eyes up, Guardian," my Ghost encouraged in a slightly metallic, male voice. "You've been dead a long time. You're going to see many things you won't understand." A howl sounded from some distance away, and I heeded my Ghost's encouragement to seek shelter. I rushed to the nearest structure and rested against the wall. I watched as simple gauntlets formed over my pale blue hands. For the first time, I spoke. "How long?" I rasped. My voice, unused for so long, rebelled at the mere concept of speech. Loose-fitting armor formed around my torso, tightening up as my Ghost makes a few scans and pulses with some laser. "Uncertain. At least a decade." "A decade?!" I attempted to exclaim. The words came out hoarse, barely more than a whisper. A helmet formed in my hands. "Put this on," my Ghost commanded. "Hurry, the Fallen are getting closer." I complied, and a heads-up display formed on my visor. Various checks and diagnostics flashed by faster than I could read before one lingered on the screen. [i]Fluid levels critical. Administering fluid...[/i] A straw pushed its way past my lips, and, gently, a stream of liquid flowed into my mouth. I recognize the taste as water, though with a metallic hint. I drink my fill and the straw retracts to some unknown part of the helmet. I coughed to clear my throat before attempting to speak again. "I-- "No time," my ghost spoke with urgency. "Move. Now." With a groan, the doorway about ten meters back opened. A collective hiss preceded the entry of about a half-dozen Dregs, but I was gone. Now I rest, my Ghost keeping watch as I write. We will take turns through the night. He insists he doesn't need sleep, but it feels more natural to me this way. At least he humors me. With his help, I found an ancient Auto Rifle. A bit of percussive maintenance saw it working again, and to great effect. I will suggest the idea of a name to him tomorrow, as referring to him as 'my ghost' is inconvenient. Tomorrow I will also have to find a ship. My ghost tells me of this city, the last of its kind, hiding beneath the shadow of the Traveller. Perhaps he can scout around while I keep watch. For now, though, I must sleep. [/spoiler]
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What the -blam!- did you just -blam!-ing say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the -blam!- out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my -blam!-ing words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, -blam!-er. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re -blam!-ing dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your -blam!-ing tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re -blam!-ing dead, kiddo.
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1 ответA joke that i sent to my 2 friends while we were texting over Skype that went too far [spoiler]I will thrust a knife into your chest, shattering your rib cage, then I will pull the knife down through your chest into your stomach. Then I will twist the blade. All I could imagine is you, bleeding out on the floor with regret in your eyes. You will give me a look of sorrow, but I will ignore you and walk away, smiling, going for the rest of your family. You too Dylan. Especially you.[/spoiler]
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