Foreign bodies
introduced by
new policies
degenerate
the
hierarchy, plus
enigmas about life
sometimes
induce
love shared
very limitedly and
extremely,
right?
key west is
east of
yesterday,
now how
exactly do
xylophones
trap sand?
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Hi! Claiming the win again!
Snatched away just like that!
But, Nightrat will surely claim it back FOR JUSTICE!!!
Hey, Nightrat.
You need to check the spelling of your name.
Since this is only your second post, you should be able to correct it.
We rats must look out for each other.
Wow, no idea how that happened. it took me a minute to spot because spelling has never been my strong suit so I thought you meant I misspelled vigilante, which probably would've passed off as a joke, and would've been easier to justify...
Just wow. that was strange.
all
the
tax
assessments
concluded.
knowing this
lets
extreme elements
fight to
the
final showdown.
let's
all
never
knock religion.
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All my recent posts have a different secret message encoded within each.
All my recent posts have a different secret message encoded within each.
The chest is blue, and the key is in the drawer
Quick question: what about these?
*Holds up a large, clean, pair of boxer shorts belonging to Comte de Malodor that have an unmistakable Union Jack pattern on them.*
You can't say these belong to your sister (she told me that she always goes commando).
Those belong to Friggins, our loyal butler.
FOR JUSTICE SHALL BE SERVED, Cold, harsh, and swift.
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Incredible!
Harvey,
Andrew,
Vivian and
EmiliaStepped
On the
Logs full of
Violet flowers,
Elephants and
Dead dodo birdsEnvisioned
Together!
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The
heavens
and
next generation
kings
go
outside
on
days
new
experiences
seem to
surprise us.
!
Night rat would make a cool pet.
The Rat that squeaks at night be no man's pet bearded one.
I suspect night rat that you might have a secret life that you are hiding!!
*melts into shadows*
Nifty, the website has built in anti-cheating mechanisms.
I was trying to give Nightrat a better roll when I noticed it.
I like. it ruined my joke, but I like.
Nifty, the website has built in anti-cheating mechanisms.
I was trying to give Nightrat a better roll when I noticed it.
I like. it ruined my joke, but I like.
WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP TO THIS NIGHT RAT HAMSTER TELL DOOM NOW!!!
WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP TO THIS NIGHT RAT HAMSTER TELL DOOM NOW!!!Nifty, the website has built in anti-cheating mechanisms.
I was trying to give Nightrat a better roll when I noticed it.
I like. it ruined my joke, but I like.
He was a previous PC of mine.
wait, how many times have you watched me melt, reform, alter reality, and rip open a vampires skull?
besides, I'm one of a kind, so I don't know who told you that I have a culture?
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Funny thing is, I told him that and he didn't believe me (that's the Nosferatu for you). Although I am more worried about the fact that you failed to acknowledge that your sister Lady Blackmoor apparently doesn't wear any undergarments at all!
He may think he's the head of the family, but the presence or absence of my netherwear is none of his blasted business.
And if he brings up The Will again, I shall lock all the housemaids away in the lower dungeons and he shall have to do without for a MONTH.
I'll ask Friggins, in the unlikely event that I ever want to find out. Friggins knows everything.
would living in their basement/dungeon be all that bad??
I meant, it's not like they go into the basement every day right?
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He was a previous PC of mine.WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP TO THIS NIGHT RAT HAMSTER TELL DOOM NOW!!!Nifty, the website has built in anti-cheating mechanisms.
I was trying to give Nightrat a better roll when I noticed it.
I like. it ruined my joke, but I like.
Your really bad at this whole keeping a secret identity thing.
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I told you where it was in my encoded message.
There are spies on these boards using secret codes everywhere.
Some posts are from chinese hackers passing spy instructions.
You just have to keep an eye out for them.
Jul qvq gur Cnynqva pebff gur ebnq?
At least that's not as bad as me. I actually LIVE in the lower dungeons of the Malodor household! And let me tell you, I am not scrupulous about how much "fun" the housemaids have had previously.
That's just as well.
Thankyou for dealing with the blockage in the Grand Sewer, too.
I don't have time for that code breaking nonsense!
That's why we can control you with our secret messages.
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Wife 3 cupped the hard steel of her friend. She waited
for her husband Mitt to step out first, as he always did,
and giggled as an adrenaline surge tickle her lower stomach....
"Now press the butt of the gun firmly to your shoulder," said Amy's
mother. "Be ready to roll with the recoil, and don't let it unbalance you.""Yes, Mom. I know Mom," Amy said rolling her eyes.
A clay pigeon ratcheted out of the heavy spring throwing arm. Amy watched
it rise into the sky and in her minds eye traced its arcing path forward.
Without thinking now, she gently exhaled and yawed the barrel of her
shot gun in a smooth motion. The front aiming pip, fastened on top
of the front barrel, moved gracefully just beneath the arcing pigeon.
Squeeze. BAM!She loved rolling with the recoil. She was too young yet to understand
the thrust of a lover's body, but instinctively she craved that kick."Nice shot, honey!"
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Mitt stepped. Something looked odd.
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The red sun rose in the west. Shadows cast from the
green leaves of tall trees danced across the ground.
The moving shadows blew gently in the breeze.
The wizard Sheen sat up. He had been sleeping and
laying flat on his back on the ground. He pulled his
thick dusty cape around to his side and examined it.
There were no holes and except for the accumulation of
dirt looked fine.
He took a deeper breath.
"Grah...", he moaned and said to no one in particular,
"I think I've been sleeping. Sleeping a very long time."
He moved to stand up, and as he rose his muscles creaked
and popped and warmed as blood gently pumped through
his veins.
"Haha haa...". He smiled, his eyes twinkled. "Time to
f+%! with the world some more."
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Back for the win!
SNEAK ATTACK!!
The FBI is spying on you.
Wait did someone say something about clown massages?
IHIYC and GoatToucher are going into business together.