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Post by DoS Archive » Fri Apr 02, 2004 4:14 pm

Date: 10/27/97 7:08 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Karnafexx

Reminds me of the time I had to walk 20 miles to school, uphill, both ways in 10 feet of snow with only a burlap sack for clothing.

I killed a grizzly "Baar" With my loose-leaf notebook that summer too.

::Written in choppy red crayola::Billy RayAKA: Karnafexx"Simply the Best"
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Post by DoS Archive » Fri Apr 02, 2004 4:14 pm

Date: 10/27/97 8:26 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Skyler JC


::shakes his head, chuckling to himself. Never thought the discussion would come -this- far::
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Post by DoS Archive » Fri Apr 02, 2004 4:15 pm

Date: 10/27/97 9:49 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: GnrtDrgoon



Gull durn it, Billy Ray, ah din't even have the sack...
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Post by DoS Archive » Fri Apr 02, 2004 4:15 pm

Date: 10/28/97 2:49 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Foxxgrrl

I thought it was thirty miles, barefoot on broken glass, snow in your face and burning hot sun on your back....right, Billy Ray?
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Post by DoS Archive » Fri Apr 02, 2004 4:15 pm

Date: 10/29/97 9:42 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Occurs


::sniffs through her long pointy nose as she tries to scatter the cobwebs from her creaky mind. Slowly works her toothless jaw as she ruminates.::Nae Aly, it be nekked wi' ta hot sun blistering your skin into a seething mass. And it was not sticks, the lucky ones had sticks! ::her voice creaks as her cataract eye glances to those assembled:: I had to use straw ::nods::Took many a beating in those days, those lucky ones with the sharp sticks would
cut us to ribbons - and I NEVER complained about it. *I* loved ta sport. Nae like these children around nowa days, flashing thier mithrial swords and... ::the spittle drips down her chin as her mumblings become incoherent::
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Post by DoS Archive » Fri Apr 02, 2004 4:15 pm

Date: 10/30/97 4:56 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Kestryl Hk


::turns from the boards on her step stool to giggle at all the ancient ones, then turns back to post a reply warning::

If the years are catching up with ye, just remember one thing. Be kind to yer children, they'll choose yer nursing home.

Or in Raiyko's case, I'll probably have to do it.

::jumps down and skips away giggling, glad she's only 324 this year::


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