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― TOMBOT, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:21 (twenty-one years ago)

Alex in NYC vs. Chuck Eddy
Armament: Halberds

Alex in NYC thrusts prematurely and is parried with astounding skill by the grizzled Army vet, who counterattacks with a spinning brazilian something-or-other. Alex makes his saving throw and evades, only to discover that his weapon has been split in two thanks to his unfortunate lack of halberd talent. Struggling with new-dad fatigue, he lunges after his fellow journalist with a roar and brings down his mangled implement in what should by all respects be at least a concussive strike to his opponent's head. To everyone's surprise, the blow caroms harmlessly off Eddy's titanium skull plate and Chuck responds by mercilessly disemboweling Alex on the spot. He flings the entrails into the bleachers, shouting with glee.

Victory: Chuck Eddy

― TOMBOT, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:26 (twenty-one years ago)

Tep vs. Ian J0hnson
Armament: Bic Lighters + Cans of Aqua Net

Ian takes the initiative and successfully eliminates all of Tep's hair from the shoulders up in a single blast. Tep, unfazed, takes advantage of his young opponent's proximity and stuffs the entire can of hairspray down Ian's pants, which he then sets aflame. Ian, stunned, can only jump up and down screeching while the contents under pressure heat up in his trousers, attempting to snuff the flames while simultaneously shaking the can into an even more dangerous chemical state. Ian's crotch explodes with a disgusting splatter and he slumps to the ground, expiring. Tep grins and callously lights a Camel while slowly dying purple flames continue to lick at the corpse.

Victory: Tep

― TOMBOT, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:26 (twenty-one years ago)

Ned Raggett vs. Spencer Chow
Armament: The Force

Ned begins by shooting lightning bolts out of his fingers while Spencer runs behind a convenient bulkhead and tries to think of something. As Ned approaches closer, Spencer runs out and jumps over his head, flipping through the air to land behind him. Realizing this has actually not done any good, Spencer quickly performs a force push sending Ned flying into the same bulkhead, knocking the wind out of him. Ned's eyes glow yellow as he turns to face his foe, but Spencer is nowhere to be seen. Ned wanders around the arena for about 5 minutes proclaiming his voice to be deeper than Spencer's, when all of a sudden Spencer comes flying out of the shadows wielding a block of asiago cheese. Ned throws lightning again, but is wide of the mark. Spencer hurls the hard, inflexible cheese at Ned's center of mass, bending him over at the waist with the blow. Spencer then uses his powers to fling Ned and the hefty fromage down a mine shaft, where neither is heard from again. Spencer pumps both fists in the air.

Victory: Spencer Chow

― TOMBOT, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:27 (twenty-one years ago)

Oh man, its like M:TG gone wrong.

― Trayce (trayce), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:28 (twenty-one years ago)

(and this is a good thing)

― Trayce (trayce), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:28 (twenty-one years ago)

Dude, I get the asiago cheese, I'm still a winner!

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:29 (twenty-one years ago)

I don't know what MTG is, but it's like that gone RIGHT!

(Because I won.)

(Eat flaming crotch foom, Ian!)

― Tep (ktepi), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:29 (twenty-one years ago)

This would make a great game for xbox.

― Leon the Fratboy (Ex Leon), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:30 (twenty-one years ago)

I want to pitch Tep against someone else wot likes cooking but I cant think who... JBR maybe?

― Trayce (trayce), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:30 (twenty-one years ago)

more!

― bulbs (bulbs), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:31 (twenty-one years ago)

If I had a nickel every time someone wanted to pitch me.

― Tep (ktepi), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:31 (twenty-one years ago)

this is like that rapper vs marvel superhero song that last emperor did. i like it

― phil-two (phil-two), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:36 (twenty-one years ago)

Do Calum Vs. Nowell.

― Wooden (Wooden), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:39 (twenty-one years ago)

http://www.gamecubeworld.net/uploads/def-jam-vendetta-1.jpg

― Leon the Fratboy (Ex Leon), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:39 (twenty-one years ago)

Alba vs. Sundar Subramanian
Armament: Thanksgiving Turkey

Sundar goes hog-wild all over Alba for about eight minutes, earning cheers from the bloodthirsty crowd as he pummels his foe onto his knees. Alba, initially bewildered by the bestial, uncivilized atmostphere, regains his composure after realizing that getting hit with a dead, roasted bird doesn't hurt all that bad and seems not to be lethal. Curled in a ball over his ridiculous weapon, he gets an idea. While Sundar pauses to catch his breath, Alba deftly removes a bone from the turkey's body, leaps to his feet and makes short work of Sundar's right eyeball. Sundar, half-blind and out of his mind with pain, screams like a banshee, causing Alba to falter for a second. The crowd gasps. Alba once again steels himself to the task at hand and retrieves a second splintered turkey bone from the cumbersome holiday meal. As he delivers Sundar to his creator in a fashion too morbid for words, the audience provides a standing ovation. Alba, reduced to a savage, dances around the arena with his forearms caked in gore.

Victory: Alba

― TOMBOT, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:43 (twenty-one years ago)

These are pretty gruesome, Tombot. Very good, though.

― Kevin Gilchrist (Mr Fusion), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:45 (twenty-one years ago)

I vigorously hump this thread.

― miccio (miccio), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:47 (twenty-one years ago)

Yeah the bit with the cheese is a little over the top, I'll admit.

― TOMBOT, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:48 (twenty-one years ago)

with a spinning brazilian something-or-other

This is my favorite part.

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:51 (twenty-one years ago)

Yeah the bit with the cheese is a little over the top, I'll admit.

It most certainly is not!

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:52 (twenty-one years ago)

(screamed in a bloodthirsty tone)
MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!
MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!
MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!
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― MindInRewind (Barry Bruner), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:54 (twenty-one years ago)

WE CAME FOR BLOOOOOOOD!

http://koti.mbnet.fi/mupelo/hans2.gif

― miccio (miccio), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 03:57 (twenty-one years ago)

http://cheston.com/pbf/PBF020ADGrammarWizard.jpg

― \(^o^)/ (Adrian Langston), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:00 (twenty-one years ago)

OMG that is the creepy-cutest thing ever.

― Trayce (trayce), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:05 (twenty-one years ago)

that alba/sundar thing was pretty close to perfect.

― mark p (Mark P), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:36 (twenty-one years ago)

I am ready, should a fight be proposed.

― Janne Karlsson, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:39 (twenty-one years ago)

CLASSIC

― Spencer Chow (spencermfi), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:43 (twenty-one years ago)

Perhaps someone is interested in the tag team?

― Sami Jheryllkanyga, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:44 (twenty-one years ago)

Sami and I are of course Team Deathcrush. You like this name, Sami? Or you still have stupid problem with Maniac's vocals on early Mayhem?

― Janne Karlsson, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:48 (twenty-one years ago)

Who will take us on? For this is what you contend with, weaklings, hihi!

http://www.norelevance.com/bock/images/immortal.jpg

― Janne Karlsson, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:50 (twenty-one years ago)

http://www.moviefreak.com/dvd/images/dudecar5.jpg

― gabbneb (gabbneb), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:51 (twenty-one years ago)

Pow! You never see it coming! We turn you over and drop you on the head.

― Sami Jheryllkanyga, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 04:52 (twenty-one years ago)

In fear and terror they run each one to their mummy. There is no-one who dares oppose to our evil wrath.

― Janne Karlsson, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 05:49 (twenty-one years ago)

someone MUST be matched against miccio ... SOMEONE.

― Eisbär (llamasfur), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 05:53 (twenty-one years ago)

;-)

― Eisbär (llamasfur), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 05:53 (twenty-one years ago)

Janne and Sami have terrified this thread to death.

― Colin Meeder (Mert), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 09:18 (twenty-one years ago)

someone MUST be matched against miccio ... SOMEONE.

I'm holding out for the Fucking ILX Intergender Wrestling Championship.

http://andykaufman.jvlnet.com/rassle.gif

― miccio (miccio), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 09:24 (twenty-one years ago)

But who will Momus fight?

(J0hn Darn1elle! J0hn Darn1elle!)

― Drew Daniel, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 09:28 (twenty-one years ago)

That would be like watching two pairs of scissors going at it hammer and...dongs.

― suzy (suzy), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 09:31 (twenty-one years ago)

but of course i could kill you all with my nightsprit sorcery and weapons:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v216/sexymollusk/VasDjifrens.jpg

― Mr. Vas Djifrens (byzantum), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 09:47 (twenty-one years ago)

I love the way that females never figure in this sort of ILX mythology.

Coz the Celebrity Deathmatches were definitely better between chiX0rs.

― The Grain of Sand in Lambeth That Satan Cannot Find (kate), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:24 (twenty-one years ago)

yes, ladies = fight to the death, men = saucy slash fiction, them's the rules

― Freelance Hiveminder (blueski), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:27 (twenty-one years ago)

YOU FORGOT IAN!!!

― Casuistry (Chris P), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:28 (twenty-one years ago)

what?

― mark grout (mark grout), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:32 (twenty-one years ago)

Ian as chix0r joke. Surely you've seen the photos?

― Casuistry (Chris P), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:33 (twenty-one years ago)

Pah, I could take on Kate and Suzy single handed.

― Anna (Anna), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:38 (twenty-one years ago)

Thems fightin' words, bee-YATCH! Mascara wands at dawn, you!

(Suzy, however? Depends on how much booze was involved. Sober, she might take me. If both of us were drunk, I could blow and she would fall like a feather.)

― The Grain of Sand in Lambeth That Satan Cannot Find (kate), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:43 (twenty-one years ago)

i wager ten quagons on the newcomer

― Freelance Hiveminder (blueski), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:45 (twenty-one years ago)

Woo hoo Kaaaate! Look! There's Carl Barat waving!

[smack!] [pow!] [zap!] [etc!]

KO! Anna F!elding wins!

― Anna (Anna), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 11:50 (twenty-one years ago)

Skipping 34 messages at this point... Click here if you want to load them all.

Wait, is this the 'Your Fucking ILX PLAYGROUND TAUNTS' thread?

― Momus (Momus), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 16:38 (twenty-one years ago)

http://avantgame.com/promnb11x1.jpg

ILX Deathmatch!

― Momus (Momus), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 16:43 (twenty-one years ago)

Now now Momus, you just keep your pretty little Scottish lips shut.

[Momus enragedly charges j.lu. J.lu, keeping her head, deftly sidesteps him, and grabs one of his arms -- was that crunch a bone breaking? Pivoting on a heel, she spins him around once, twice, three times, and releases him, staggering crash into a wall. Referee Tombot steps up to the crumpled wreck of Momus, and counts to ten; Momus does not rise up.]

Winner: J.lu

― j.lu (j.lu), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 16:46 (twenty-one years ago)

Not so fast, J-Loo! A musique concrete pirate plays by no landlubber's rules! What's more, we all know that TOMBOT's refereeing is about as impartial as a Diebold voting machine. Suddenly the air is filled with piercing 200dB sine waves, boings and excruciating pizzicato stabs. Everybody clutches their ears and Momus takes the opportunity to fleece them of their valuables and force them to walk the plink. (For the music is Berio.)

― Momus (Momus), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 17:00 (twenty-one years ago)

Anna vs. Suzy
Armament: Giant transforming Japanese mecha

The bell rings and both pilots immediately light up the London skyline with simultaneous barrages of laser fire. Big Ben takes one too many in a load-bearing member and begins to groan ominously. Anna, realizing her machine is standing in the shadow of the world-famous timepiece, switches into jet configuration and takes off in the nick of time as the Houses of Parliament and environs are reduced a magnificent cloud of dust. Suzy launches a pair of heatseekers at her airborne foe, but to little avail as Anna cleverly dodges behind the Gherkin. So much for the Gherkin. Anna descends south of the river, turns back into robot mode, and hides behind the Tate Modern. Suzy takes to the skies, attempting to flush out her opponent with a series of methodical bomb runs. Anna, finding her beam rifle low on juice, hurls a double decker into Suzy's flightpath and connects. Suzy desperately pushes one button after another to try and recover, but winds up colliding with the Tower Bridge and becoming a rapidly expanding ball of superheated gas. For good measure, Anna wades her robot back north and kicks in St. Paul's Cathedral.

Victory: Anna

― TOMBOT, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 17:06 (twenty-one years ago)

Can you count the Momus/J. Lu battle royale as part of these rounds, Tombot? I tell you it will be the most artistic battle yet!

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 17:15 (twenty-one years ago)

No, he compared my refereeing to a Diebold voting machine, he'll be lucky if he gets Festival Seating, much less the opportunity to die in combat.

― TOMBOT, Tuesday, 16 November 2004 17:21 (twenty-one years ago)

MORE COMBATS!

― Spencer Chow (spencermfi), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 19:54 (twenty-one years ago)

You just want to face your next challenger and are getting antsy.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 19:55 (twenty-one years ago)

Ned, calm down and eat your cheese.

― MindInRewind (Barry Bruner), Tuesday, 16 November 2004 20:00 (twenty-one years ago)

You know, when I was randomly told about this over the weekend and didn't really pay any attention to what Tom was talking about, I distinctly remember that it was Anna and stevem who were supposed to fight one another. I am kind of disappointed and upset by this sudden development of a non-stevem challenger, as I think suzy could've easily demolished any number of ILX men, such as Momus.

I would, of course, beat ANY OF YOU, as I am fucking the referee, similar to the relationship between the Rock and Vince McMahon. Eat it, suckas.

― Allyzay Science Explosion (allyzay), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 01:37 (twenty-one years ago)

OK ALLY YOU TELL THE REFEREE FROM ME THERE IS NO WAY I LOSE! YOU TELL HIM ANYTIME HE WANTS IT I TAKE HIM. GABBNEB/BREEDER MATCH WAS FIXED. DEATHCRUSH RETURN AND SCATTER MEEDERS LIMBS LIKE CONFETTI, THEN WE TAKE THE REFEREE. POW!

― Sami Jheryllkanyga, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 01:44 (twenty-one years ago)

They give prize to Team Deathcrush my friend, of this you can be sure. No way they dare to oppose. If trouble from these clowns, we go in and rip up some shit in their ass!

― Janne Karlsson, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 01:58 (twenty-one years ago)

Janne I am hearing of a drinking contest you have been to organised and yet you have said nothing of it.

― Sami Jheryllkanyga, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 02:03 (twenty-one years ago)

I get on to this now my friend.

I feel sure Ally is to intercede on our behalf, for she has strange and paganic uberkvultic powers over the Christian weaklings on this shit board. Hails! ]:-/

― Janne Karlsson, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 02:08 (twenty-one years ago)

Battle: Dee vs. Ned

The bell rings finding both seated in front of a telelvision set. MTV is running a special on My Bloody Valentine and VH1 is running a special on Duran Duran simultaneously. There is only one remote.

Ned makes the first move towards the remote, noncommitally.
Dee counters with an apology. The remote remains on the table.
Then in a flash of desperation, Dee goes for the remote; Ned craftily maintains he could watch either show. Not to be outdone in the non-aggressive display, Dee seizes the remote and changes toi VH1, saying "I know you won't mind".

VICTOR: DEE!

― Orbit (Orbit), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 02:10 (twenty-one years ago)

Of coures, Ned makes MST3K-style comments (along with some context on DD's place in the pantheon) during the entire show. Dee gets pissed because so much air time goes to Simon.

― Casuistry (Chris P), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 02:49 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm a little stuck here on wacky things to arm people with that carry enough subtext, I mean after the tag-team russian roulette match I feel conceptually spent.

― TOMBOT, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:08 (twenty-one years ago)

Tombot you come drinking with us, yes?

― Sami Jherylkanyga, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:10 (twenty-one years ago)

No, Orbit come drinking your little girly asses under the table.

― Orbit (Orbit), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:14 (twenty-one years ago)

Wait, what's the subtext of the hairspray and lighters? I'm not hairspray guy!

― Tep (ktepi), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:16 (twenty-one years ago)

Tombot will come drinking with you, but only if you DJ our wedding with your black magic music.

― Allyzay Science Explosion (allyzay), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:21 (twenty-one years ago)

Ned, calm down and eat your cheese.

Num!

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:21 (twenty-one years ago)

Allzay I am happy with this compromise. I must of course ask if there are christians appearing at the wedding?

― Sami Jheryllkanyga, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:24 (twenty-one years ago)

Me and Jel could do a cage match armed with our pop-punk/pop-metal collections. We'd probably start by chucking cases at each other, but eventually he'd play some Bon Jovi, inspiring me to slit my own throat with a piece of a shattered Blink-182 CD. Alex in NYC, where he alive, would find my demise quite ironic.

― miccio (miccio), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:28 (twenty-one years ago)

the subtext of hairspray and lighters is that I have figured both of you out as hooligans who have taken your edgy obsession with the anarchists' cookbook and transferred it to the kitchen.

― TOMBOT, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:28 (twenty-one years ago)

All right, as long as you're not saying I have big hair.

― Tep (ktepi), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:31 (twenty-one years ago)

There are no Christians at this wedding, trust me.

― Allyzay Science Explosion (allyzay), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:39 (twenty-one years ago)

My family would probably fight you in your own DEATHMATCH if you suggested the idea.

― Allyzay Science Explosion (allyzay), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:39 (twenty-one years ago)

Riding beasts of some description could be good, like a joust or something, or a Deathrace in vehicles. Sumo? Or a fight on that roatating disc on lava, like in Flash Gordon? I don't know, this is hard, Tom.

― Kevin Gilchrist (Mr Fusion), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 03:47 (twenty-one years ago)

en garde, i'll let you try my wu-tad style!

― Eisbär (llamasfur), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 05:48 (twenty-one years ago)

i'm a lover not a fighter

wait that's wrong

which one of you bitches wants to get put on ice?

― Freelance Hiveminder (blueski), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 10:43 (twenty-one years ago)

Sami and I shall be stronger in death than we ever were in life; we will reach from the grave to destroy those who claim to have destroyed us. Sort of like American Socialism.

― Colin Meeder (Mert), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 11:07 (twenty-one years ago)

I think suzy could've easily demolished any number of ILX men, such as Momus.

Skinny and weak Suzy only 'prevailed' in that battle because the sexual politics of 1991 were such that a woman could kick a man with full social approbation (especially from members of St Etienne), but a man couldn't under any circumstances kick back for fear of being a 'sexist' (a thing he was also accused of if he didn't kick back, by the way). Thank heavens that has all changed. Today, the strong are allowed to manipulate, abuse, invade, kick, shoot and pulverise the weak. We no longer call it things like 'sexism' and 'racism', but impressive-sounding stuff like 'full spectrum dominance'.

― Momus (Momus), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 11:22 (twenty-one years ago)

http://www.vh1.com/shared/media/news/images/m/Minelli_Liza/sq-liza-david-vh1-id.jpg

― cinniblount (James Blount), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 11:26 (twenty-one years ago)

Heh heh, well, no one noticed how I used the SECRET WEAPON against Suzy, which is to fill her full of vodka as she has the tolerance of a flea and I wouldn't even have to hit her to make her fall down. The same tactic also works with Momus, but then again, I know I could take him sober.

― The Grain of Sand in Lambeth That Satan Cannot Find (kate), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 11:32 (twenty-one years ago)

Hey Miccio, I'm bringing "This Left Feels Right" complete with bonus DVD to the ring! No holds barred!

― jel -- (jel), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 18:24 (twenty-one years ago)

"It's My Life" Arranged by Max MArtin!!!

― jel -- (jel), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 18:28 (twenty-one years ago)

Yeah, my ass is grass in that context.

― miccio (miccio), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 18:36 (twenty-one years ago)

Did anyone post this link yet? It makes me think of TOMBOT.

http://img40.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img40&image=feuerfreimovie.swf

― bnw (bnw), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 19:59 (twenty-one years ago)

I watch that entire animation and then at then end it turns out all of a sudden it was playing MUSIC the whole time. I feel cheated.

― TOMBOT, Wednesday, 17 November 2004 20:18 (twenty-one years ago)

bnw what the hell

― Allyzay Science Explosion (allyzay), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 23:29 (twenty-one years ago)

oh thats awesome

― phil-two (phil-two), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 23:38 (twenty-one years ago)

Pure beauty.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 23:41 (twenty-one years ago)

That ruled.

― MindInRewind (Barry Bruner), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 23:43 (twenty-one years ago)

wow

― bulbs (bulbs), Wednesday, 17 November 2004 23:47 (twenty-one years ago)

Daddy, what did you do in the ILE wars?

― Andrew Farrell (afarrell), Thursday, 18 November 2004 00:22 (twenty-one years ago)

Me and a former Marine coworker were back in the lab today consoling into some piece of shit sensor appliance thing and we started making BBS jokes and then started saying WTF LOL BBQ A/S/L?!?!? out loud, it really confused the other guy in the room, who lives with his parents and has an AIBO. The Marine used to be on the second-best Counterstrike team in the country before his wife got mad at him.

Victory: Government Outsourcing

― TOMBOT, Thursday, 18 November 2004 00:41 (twenty-one years ago)

Aggressively Insidious Body Odor?

― The Ghost of Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Thursday, 18 November 2004 01:33 (twenty-one years ago)

'kill the lol city
plsthnx'

― Freelance Hiveminder (blueski), Thursday, 18 November 2004 11:10 (twenty-one years ago)

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