Is lastig te zeggen man. Het zal tussen de 4 en de 12 zijn, geloof ik (lees: 4 man heeft hun kaarten al, de rest heeft last van uitstelgedrag). Ik ben meer zekerheid bijeen aant sprokkelen.

Push, stopt de bus nog in Antwerpen Berchem?

count me in met nog 3 man (dus 4 in totaal), maandag ga ik tickets bestellen

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Last edited by Tijne on Mar-04-2010 at 21:15

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Originally posted by diddi Push, stopt de bus nog in Antwerpen Berchem?

Jawel; kzal dan nog wel eens de optelsom van het volk maken en reserveren zodat ik een prijs weet.

Is er eventueel de mogelijkheid dat de bus ergens in Nederland (op de route weliswaar) stopt?

update, wij zijn met 6 indien mogelijk :-)

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Ik ben gaan op skiverlof dan, had geen andere keuze meer, dus zal geen TE worden.

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Originally posted by Devilex Ik ben gaan op skiverlof dan

ok

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You pick up this working girl who's hooked on smack, who hussles and scores. "That's all I do" she says, she says "Ten bucks for head, fifteen for half-and-half". She says "Three hits a day at 35 per", you say "That's seven tricks a day at least", but she says "Sometimes I get lucky. Once this guy gives me a bill-and-half just to eat me, only time I ever came".
You figure you can save her. You sell your color tv, that keeps her off the streets a whole day. You hawk your typewriter for one jolt. Then your shotgun, your watch. A week later you say "Listen I'm a little short", but she says "No scratch, no snatch". You say "Look it is better to give", but she says "Beat off creep".
One night they spot you on the street in your skibbies trying to sell your shoes. You tell them who you are, but they nail you. Then she happens by and she says "Christ you look fucked", she says "Hang tough!". But you don't say anything, you just think "what a bum rap for a nice, sensitive guy like me".

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Originally posted by Real ok

Rofl, toch is iet aan mijn dyslectische neigingen doen

Ben ik vannacht nog online geweest? Hmm.

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You pick up this working girl who's hooked on smack, who hussles and scores. "That's all I do" she says, she says "Ten bucks for head, fifteen for half-and-half". She says "Three hits a day at 35 per", you say "That's seven tricks a day at least", but she says "Sometimes I get lucky. Once this guy gives me a bill-and-half just to eat me, only time I ever came".
You figure you can save her. You sell your color tv, that keeps her off the streets a whole day. You hawk your typewriter for one jolt. Then your shotgun, your watch. A week later you say "Listen I'm a little short", but she says "No scratch, no snatch". You say "Look it is better to give", but she says "Beat off creep".
One night they spot you on the street in your skibbies trying to sell your shoes. You tell them who you are, but they nail you. Then she happens by and she says "Christ you look fucked", she says "Hang tough!". But you don't say anything, you just think "what a bum rap for a nice, sensitive guy like me".

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Originally posted by Real Ben ik vannacht nog online geweest? Hmm.

Ja, achter dien bak Duvel blijkbaar

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