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| stace |
Dear techno,
I am officially your slave after you owned me all weekend.
Big up your bad self.
Best weekend for a LONG time!!
Yours,
Sonar Stace! |
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| pkcRAISTLIN |
dear stace,
then off from my website.
-trance |
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| stace |
| quote: | Originally posted by pkcRAISTLIN
dear stace,
then off from my website.
-trance |
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(I still love trance too) |
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| Ian |
Dear Beatport
Regarding this
Our team would like to let you know about an upcoming change to our available payment methods. Beginning July 1, 2008, Beatport will no longer support orders made using Maestro/SWITCH cards. During this period we will be working diligently to implement additional features to improve your shopping experience.
I only ing used you once anyway because you had a track I couldn't wait a couple more days for, and it looks like I won't be using you again. Not only are you expensive, you don't even support my card anymore. Thanks for ruling me out of your business as I'd rather put my testicles on a sanding belt & then feed them to Rose & SS for dinner than use paypal.
Cúnts. |
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| gehzumteufel |
Dear Mr. Hazard,
Please don't tease me with your escapades with the deli that you are going to. You made me ing hungry and I don't get lunch for another 3 hours!
Signed,
Hungry Hungry Hippos |
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| msz |
| dear penis i will jack u off later bye |
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| stace |
Dear year gone by,
Farewell and good riddens (sp?!
I think I deserve some good luck now pleeeease!
Kthanksbye. |
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| iammesol |
Dear Ian,
Regarding this...
| quote: | Originally posted by Ian
I'd rather put my testicles on a sanding belt & then feed them to Rose & SS for dinner than use paypal.
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Sam |
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| Project-K |
Dear Marty,
if my calculations are correct you will receive this letter immediately after you saw the DeLorean struck by lightning. First, let me assure you that I am alive and well. I've been living happily these past 8 months in the year 1885. The lightning bolt that hit the DeLorean caused a gigawatt overload which scrambled the time circuits, activated the flux capacitor, and sent me back to 1885. The overload shorted out the time circuits and destroyed the flying circuits. Unfortunately, the car will never fly again.
I set myself up as a blacksmith as a front while I attempted to repair the damage to the time circuits. Unfortunately, this proved impossible because suitable replacement parts will not be invented until 1947. However, I've gotten quite adept at shoeing horses and fixing wagons.
I have buried the DeLorean in the abandoned Delgado Mine, adjacent to the Old Boot Hill cemetery, as shown on the enclosed map. Hopefully, it should remain undisturbed and preserved until you uncover it in 1955. Inside you will find repair instructions. My 1955 counterpart should have no problem repairing it so that you can drive it back to the future. Once you have returned to 1985, destroy the time machine.
Do not, I repeat, do not attempt to come back here to get me. I am perfectly happy living in the fresh air and the wide-open spaces, and I fear that unnecessary time travel only risks further disruption of the space-time continuum. And please take care of Einstein for me.
I know that you will give him a good home. Remember to walk him twice a day, and that he only likes canned dog food. These are my wishes; please respect them and follow them.
And so Marty, I now say farewell and wish you Godspeed. You've been a good, kind, and loyal friend to me. You've made a real difference in my life. I will always treasure our relationship and think on you with fond memories, warm feelings, and a special place in my heart. Your friend in time, Doc, Emmett L Brown. September 1st, 1885. |
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| Moral Hazard |
| quote: | Originally posted by gehzumteufel
Dear Mr. Hazard,
Please don't tease me with your escapades with the deli that you are going to. You made me ing hungry and I don't get lunch for another 3 hours!
Signed,
Hungry Hungry Hippos |
Dear Ben,
My sandwich was fantastic. Two veal cuttlets, three slices of fried eggplant, sauteed onions and hot peppers, roasted red peppers, provolone, and tomato sauce on a massive foccaccia bun. I actually couldn't finish it all, so I have half a sammich left... want it?
Best regards,
Craig |
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| gehzumteufel |
Dear Craig,
Yes I will gladly finish your delicious sandiwich. I shall ring you in a few to let you know I am at the office.
Thankfully,
Ben
ps: omg that sounds so ing delicious!!!!!!!!:crazy: :crazy: |
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