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I have good news for you all. We have successfully seen off the beast known to you all as Mr. neB, and returned the Buxom Wenchmobile back to where it came from. I shall explain.
It was a desolate night. Gerrid and i had concococococted a plan that we agreed would blast this prumple finotogus off the planet! Gerrid lured him into an MSN convo with promise of ridunculous salaries of cheese and sausage, while I sneaked to his layer, replaced the Buxom Wenchmobile with a fake, and quickly hid the real one back at our paddock complete with artifififical splonkings of disguisive paint on board. It was well hidden.
I then returned to the convo, claiming I had left for a schneexze. We then handed him a duplicate key, and off he ran, home to his hideout, where he found a duplicated and frogeletely false Buxom Wenchmobile waiting for him.
It exploded, and he is no more. Muah! We also have the Wenchmobile back! Yey!
Hurru for all!!!
It was a desolate night. Gerrid and i had concococococted a plan that we agreed would blast this prumple finotogus off the planet! Gerrid lured him into an MSN convo with promise of ridunculous salaries of cheese and sausage, while I sneaked to his layer, replaced the Buxom Wenchmobile with a fake, and quickly hid the real one back at our paddock complete with artifififical splonkings of disguisive paint on board. It was well hidden.
I then returned to the convo, claiming I had left for a schneexze. We then handed him a duplicate key, and off he ran, home to his hideout, where he found a duplicated and frogeletely false Buxom Wenchmobile waiting for him.
It exploded, and he is no more. Muah! We also have the Wenchmobile back! Yey!
Hurru for all!!!
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It is a sad day for all.
There was double trickery and much cunning involved. We must return another day. But we will be victoriousity!
There was double trickery and much cunning involved. We must return another day. But we will be victoriousity!
Argh!
Gerrid and I posted on the same second again!
Moo!
Gerrid and I posted on the same second again!
Moo!
Oh it is the worst possible news.
Words cannot convey my feelings at the moment. I truly am crying.
It is the worst day of ever.
That fiend. He is truly the worst wondle ever to grace the land of AJ county.
We must do something about this!
Words cannot convey my feelings at the moment. I truly am crying.
It is the worst day of ever.
That fiend. He is truly the worst wondle ever to grace the land of AJ county.
We must do something about this!
Gerbil Man wrote:
> your wrong.
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My wrong?
Where??? I've been looking for it for months!
> your wrong.
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My wrong?
Where??? I've been looking for it for months!
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
erm, hello?
anywho, your wrong.
the end.
lets me explain. i knew not to trust AJ and Gerrid, so i ordered one of my moomin minions to pose as me in the MSN convo. Then, when i saw AJ running to my hidout, i quickley composed a fake Wenchmobile out of sand, and replaced it with the real one. HA! i think you'll find that that your Wenchmobile is composed of nothing but small pieces if rock and the occasional dead jellyfish
*runs off screaming in laughter*
anywho, your wrong.
the end.
lets me explain. i knew not to trust AJ and Gerrid, so i ordered one of my moomin minions to pose as me in the MSN convo. Then, when i saw AJ running to my hidout, i quickley composed a fake Wenchmobile out of sand, and replaced it with the real one. HA! i think you'll find that that your Wenchmobile is composed of nothing but small pieces if rock and the occasional dead jellyfish
*runs off screaming in laughter*
It is time for dancing and much rejoicing.
Me and AJ will forever guard our precious Wenchmobile more closely than ever we did before. It will be the age of many pootles.
neB is no more. You can all sleep safety in your bendilocks tonight.
Me and AJ will forever guard our precious Wenchmobile more closely than ever we did before. It will be the age of many pootles.
neB is no more. You can all sleep safety in your bendilocks tonight.
Mr. neB has been cured of all afflitigates, and he is now back to Mr. Gerbil.
Rejoication!
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