please bann me from ILX

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so long everyone
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2035/2393143547_5e6dfbbaec.jpg

I still plan on finishing the dj set mixes tribute to Bimble and I will e-mail a link to a mod when I am finished with them sometime around christmas

What the hell is hamster love (CaptainLorax), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 01:20 (fifteen years ago)

peace out bro

legit 40 (Lamp), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 01:30 (fifteen years ago)

what a disaster for the fetish poll

sarahel, Wednesday, 28 October 2009 01:35 (fifteen years ago)

someone had to speak for the trees

godspeed

how rad bandit (gbx), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 01:38 (fifteen years ago)

what a disaster for the fetish poll

Haha. Someone must carry on the Capt.'s hard work. (not me, tho)

Daniel, Esq., Wednesday, 28 October 2009 01:40 (fifteen years ago)

http://houstonist.com/attachments/houston_judy/021407_BanhMi.jpg

am0n, Wednesday, 28 October 2009 01:45 (fifteen years ago)

l8r capt

a goon boy (J0rdan S.), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 01:46 (fifteen years ago)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIAnkrPgTvY

harbl, Wednesday, 28 October 2009 01:49 (fifteen years ago)

http://keeponkeepingon.org/images/keepon2.gif

velko, Wednesday, 28 October 2009 05:05 (fifteen years ago)

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart! 5
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

2

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck, 15
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

3

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; 20
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

Nanobots: HOOSTEEND (BIG HOOS aka the steendriver), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 05:27 (fifteen years ago)

miss u dude

Bobby Wo (max), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 12:57 (fifteen years ago)

I oppose all self-requested bans. Get one self-control.

Matt DC, Wednesday, 28 October 2009 13:27 (fifteen years ago)

Take care captain

Catbeast IV: Rising Flame Vengeance (Z S), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 13:31 (fifteen years ago)

too merciful to mod

you can have this tapdance here for free (darraghmac), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 13:31 (fifteen years ago)

As someone who has struggled with poor self control issues, I highly reccomend this:

https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/4476

anger is an energy (Masonic Boom), Wednesday, 28 October 2009 13:32 (fifteen years ago)

eleven months pass...

http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/930/loraxf.jpg
9/11 was an inside job

yookeroo, Saturday, 9 October 2010 23:12 (fourteen years ago)

nah, don't quit dude

markers, Saturday, 9 October 2010 23:22 (fourteen years ago)

As someone who has struggled with poor self control issues, I highly reccomend this:

https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/4476

― anger is an energy (Masonic Boom), Wednesday, October 28, 2009 1:32 PM

Brick Frog! (forksclovetofu), Wednesday, 13 October 2010 06:11 (fourteen years ago)


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