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Originally posted by BTG well seeing how your sig has vodka in it...

And all of those pictures posted in the Pictar thread!

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Originally posted by trancebrat And all of those pictures posted in the Pictar thread!

is that thing about the thing still the thing you talked about yesterday or did that thing resolve itself?

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Originally posted by trancebrat And all of those pictures posted in the Pictar thread!

all those request of other tas to be drunk on ta with him ;D

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Originally posted by Redeye is that thing about the thing still the thing you talked about yesterday or did that thing resolve itself?

hehe! Sweetie...you have WAY too much on your plate for me to be unloading my problems on you. I told you that last night. I'm going to be the better friend and not burden you with anything right now. Thanks for asking though. Nothing but love for you!

its called msn or irc..use it...




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Originally posted by Vivid Boy its called msn or irc..use it... Thread Closed

Whatever...I will see YOU on MSN later!

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Originally posted by Vivid Boy its called msn or irc..use it... Thread Closed

I nominate vivid for my MOST fav. previously banned member

No MSN for me?

...*walks slowly down the stairs, each footstep a mountain-crossing. Head bowed, and arms hanging at his sides in defeat, he opens the mini fridge. The dim yellow light reflects dully in his tired, unfocused eyes. His hand barely cringes as the cool dry palm makes contact with the shockingly cold dew on the outside of the bottle..."I guess I know who my REAL friends are." A single bead of moisture then hit the ground, but whether it was from the welling in his eyes or merely condensation, he couldnt tell. With the same mindless shuffle he descended with, the stairs once again disappeared under his feet. Somehow though, it still felt like he was going down. Slowly sliding into his chair, he uncapped the bottle with the crudely ductaped bottle opener that was fastened to his desk's leg. He stared out the window for a moment, vision blurring as a pain burned in his chest, and raised the bottle to the darkening skies,

"Cheers, God"

Squeezing his eyes shut he drank, desperately trying to fill the void that TranceBrat had left in his soul with her cruel ostracizing. The burning tears coursed down his cheeks and no amount of beer was able to staunch the glimmering rivulets of pain.

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Originally posted by Orbax No MSN for me? ...*walks slowly down the stairs, each footstep a mountain-crossing. Head bowed, and arms hanging at his sides in defeat, he opens the mini fridge. The dim yellow light reflects dully in his tired, unfocused eyes. His hand barely cringes as the cool dry palm makes contact with the shockingly cold dew on the outside of the bottle..."I guess I know who my REAL friends are." A single bead of moisture then hit the ground, but whether it was from the welling in his eyes or merely condensation, he couldnt tell. With the same mindless shuffle he descended with, the stairs once again disappeared under his feet. Somehow though, it still felt like he was going down. Slowly sliding into his chair, he uncapped the bottle with the crudely ductaped bottle opener that was fastened to his desk's leg. He stared out the window for a moment, vision blurring as a pain burned in his chest, and raised the bottle to the darkening skies, "Cheers, God" Squeezing his eyes shut he drank, desperately trying to fill the void that TranceBrat had left in his soul with her cruel ostracizing. The burning tears coursed down his cheeks and no amount of beer was able to staunch the glimmering rivulets of pain.

woah

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Originally posted by torontotrance If you really want to see Swamper at his best...make sure you are in the same club as him on the night of june 14th of 15th. Swamper is usually trashed beyond belief....

My kinda guy!!!!!



Swamper is out there as well!!!!!!!!!


[[[smoke]]]

Ian van Dahl - Where Are You Now (Peter Luts Mix)

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Oh this is easy. This might take a while....

FLTA:
PinkLights
trancebrat
arturoB
nchos09
bobbalou
globalgirl
LiquidX
Zewad
BushidoHeat
rounder19
RachUCF1001
vtecjunkie
Redeye

COR:
torontotrance
orbax
whiskers
shadoWolf
jennypie
diginut
vividboy

Damn....so many to name....

MDamon7278
Feli18


Man, just about everyone in FLTA is teh coolness.....

....well, ALMOST everyone.

-1 trancevandyk (Heinz)
-1 jeskot7

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Originally posted by Orbax No MSN for me? ...*walks slowly down the stairs, each footstep a mountain-crossing. Head bowed, and arms hanging at his sides in defeat, he opens the mini fridge. The dim yellow light reflects dully in his tired, unfocused eyes. His hand barely cringes as the cool dry palm makes contact with the shockingly cold dew on the outside of the bottle..."I guess I know who my REAL friends are." A single bead of moisture then hit the ground, but whether it was from the welling in his eyes or merely condensation, he couldnt tell. With the same mindless shuffle he descended with, the stairs once again disappeared under his feet. Somehow though, it still felt like he was going down. Slowly sliding into his chair, he uncapped the bottle with the crudely ductaped bottle opener that was fastened to his desk's leg. He stared out the window for a moment, vision blurring as a pain burned in his chest, and raised the bottle to the darkening skies, "Cheers, God" Squeezing his eyes shut he drank, desperately trying to fill the void that TranceBrat had left in his soul with her cruel ostracizing. The burning tears coursed down his cheeks and no amount of beer was able to staunch the glimmering rivulets of pain.