Fantasy of You
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« on: July 08, 2010, 01:17:52 PM » |
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Hey, guys. My name's Andy & even though the majority of people who reply to every Greeting Thread are simply trying to increase post count, thought I'd mention I recognise a lot of names from WF in the hope someone recognises me!
- Andy
(Hi, Andy, welcome to the forums!)
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redperil
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« Reply #16 on: July 09, 2010, 11:22:20 AM » |
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seeing as I'm trying to increase my post count, I'll respond to that...
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Black is white. Don't argue with me.
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redperil
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« Reply #17 on: July 09, 2010, 11:22:48 AM » |
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Yes Vincent
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redperil
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« Reply #18 on: July 09, 2010, 11:23:32 AM » |
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I think it was so bad that it wouldn't get out of my memory
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redperil
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« Reply #19 on: July 09, 2010, 11:24:10 AM » |
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like the time my mum caught me humping a stuffed toy when I was 11
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Ġakbu
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« Reply #20 on: July 09, 2010, 11:37:35 AM » |
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Greetings
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My birthday began with the water-
Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name
Above the farms and the white horses
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days.
High tide and the heron dived when I took the road
Over the border
And the gates
Of the town closed as the town awoke.
- Dylan Thomas
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Ġakbu
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« Reply #21 on: July 09, 2010, 11:38:11 AM » |
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Merħba
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My birthday began with the water-
Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name
Above the farms and the white horses
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days.
High tide and the heron dived when I took the road
Over the border
And the gates
Of the town closed as the town awoke.
- Dylan Thomas
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Ġakbu
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« Reply #22 on: July 09, 2010, 11:38:47 AM » |
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Mr.Lally, you have a dirty mind.
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My birthday began with the water-
Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name
Above the farms and the white horses
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days.
High tide and the heron dived when I took the road
Over the border
And the gates
Of the town closed as the town awoke.
- Dylan Thomas
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Ġakbu
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« Reply #23 on: July 09, 2010, 11:39:32 AM » |
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Pietru, int għandek moħħok maħmuġ.
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My birthday began with the water-
Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name
Above the farms and the white horses
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days.
High tide and the heron dived when I took the road
Over the border
And the gates
Of the town closed as the town awoke.
- Dylan Thomas
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Ġakbu
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« Reply #24 on: July 09, 2010, 11:42:01 AM » |
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Not really (the bishop of Gozo will definitely like you).
For post count purposes.
M'hux veru (żgur ħa tgħoġbu l-isqof t'Għawdex)
Għall-iskopp tan-numru ta'daħliet.
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My birthday began with the water-
Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name
Above the farms and the white horses
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days.
High tide and the heron dived when I took the road
Over the border
And the gates
Of the town closed as the town awoke.
- Dylan Thomas
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CD
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« Reply #25 on: July 09, 2010, 02:14:42 PM » |
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welcome and what not.
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And you're like, "no not in a million years, you're nasty please leave me alone.
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