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Post by xx - Team GAP on May 30, 2016 23:11:41 GMT -5
The plumbers union deciding who has the best butt Crack. Harry won, as usual, that dude wins at everything except...
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Post by xx - Camp Cannon on May 30, 2016 23:20:39 GMT -5
bird rescuing, he's the type that would throw a young bird into the sky and if his wings were to weak to fly he would proclaim he was helping it he's cruel he would triumphantly walk away never realizing the bird has fallen to it's death on the asphalt behind him he was far too ignorant and
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Post by xx - Team GAP on May 31, 2016 0:19:05 GMT -5
Stupid. But he stills gives to charity's for inner city youths so he isn't that bad. But back the beach. The beach had a secret inside the sand was..
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Post by The Mighty Ducks on May 31, 2016 6:59:28 GMT -5
an old pair of pliers, a replica version of the popular 90s Jumanji board game, and a box that was far too big and heavy to move just on my own. I had frequently visited the container to ensure it was still there before covering it back up with sand, but today is a different day. Today, I came prepared with...
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Post by The Rocketmen on May 31, 2016 7:08:55 GMT -5
Margaret Thatcher. I knew she had recently developed super-human strength on account of her excess amount of iron in her veins, hence her nick-name the Iron Lady, so her biceps could certainly help pull the box from the sand if I shoved enough away from its edges. I rolled up my sleeves and...
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Post by The Mighty Ducks on May 31, 2016 10:54:56 GMT -5
dug in hard like a hard thing that digs. I reached the bottom and pused hard on the side, but didn't feel anything. so I hit it with a hammer and all of a suden...
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Post by xx - The Underdog Regime on Jun 1, 2016 0:52:41 GMT -5
The box of sand wasn't just staying in place - it was taking me in. It felt like a suction vacuum taking me in somewhere, but I couldn't see due to the sand that was in the box. That was when I realized...
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Post by The Rocketmen on Jun 1, 2016 6:52:14 GMT -5
the texture of the box was changing. It was no longer a hard exterior, but now that I had been consumed by it, it became a dense bubble of water. The more I fought to escape, the more it filled itself up with a purple liquid until...
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Post by The Mighty Ducks on Jun 9, 2016 14:25:02 GMT -5
IT BURST. BUT IM NOT WHERE I THOUGHT I WAS. IM LIKE IN A NEW PLACE. A PLACE WHERE THINGS HAPPEN THAT ARE DIFFERENT THAN A BEACH. HOW DID I GET THERE? WHERE AM I? WHAT AM I NOW GOING TO SAY HAPPENED TO ME ON A THREAD ON A FORUM SITE? I GUESS...
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