Havoc may now be wreaked...
While the cats away.....
what are us mice gona do?
Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you court your men They're like a star on a summer morning They first appear and then they're gone They'll tell to you some loving story And they'll make you think that they love you well And away they'll go and court some other And leave you there in grief to dwell
Re: Havoc may now be wreaked...
well, I was gona kinda hope that you might sorta....
And then you can move things around so Mart wont be able to find anything....
hmmm wonder why I was never made a moderator....
Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you court your men They're like a star on a summer morning They first appear and then they're gone They'll tell to you some loving story And they'll make you think that they love you well And away they'll go and court some other And leave you there in grief to dwell
Minister Of Silly Walks
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(8/1/04 9:42 pm) Reply
Re: Havoc may now be wreaked...
(Breaks down the door with his large administrative staff thing)
HAHAHA! I have returned!
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OK, so my sister had to do 8 shows at a local amusement park. and I was a stage person for her. We just got back and I am beat, but I thought I would stop by to see how things are. I see you took pretty good care of the place...the neighbors told me about the wild party you had here, and I forgive you.
cherithh, you were never made a mod. because there is nothing to mod. over. I gave out the first positions on a first ask, first serve basis. Unfortunately, by the time you asked, all active forums had been filled. A position may open up soon since some mods. have not been showing up for work lately. You will be the first on the list if one does.
Re: Havoc may now be wreaked...
ah, but see.... I never asked.....
you were supposed to beg! and I am still waiting...
not holding a grudge...yet....
Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you court your men They're like a star on a summer morning They first appear and then they're gone They'll tell to you some loving story And they'll make you think that they love you well And away they'll go and court some other And leave you there in grief to dwell