Lorinati1
Level 15
Joined: Feb 26, 2006
Posts: 367
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 Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 6:57 pm Post subject: I'm a hurting after that train |
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As I sit here at work my mind starts to think,
I would rather be at home with a nice, ice cold drink.
I could sit at my desk and play an addicting game,
Where my friends and I run around killing FP's without any shame.
The bastards deserve it for all that they have done,
When the night is over, I'll be number one.
I pull my bow out and take sight on a necromancer,
As I begin to shot him in the ass, I start to think "Maybe he's a dancer."
The arrows do sore through the air and they hit their mark,
I feel sorry for him, because his sight went really dark.
After the necro is down and I search through his stuff,
All he has is a meager 5 silver, "That isn't enough."
So I search through the zone seeking some more fare game,
Thats went I run into the mother load and begin to lose fame.
They spank me and rape me all day and all night,
How can anyone consider this to be a fight.
So I ponder my surroundings and run like a bitch,
"Help, Help" I shout as I run to the ditch.
I go into stealth and try to escape,
Thats when it starts over and I begin to yell, "RAPE"
My evac was to slow and my arse is now sore,
But if you want to have some fun, come join my adventure. :lol:
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