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Wednesday, 1 September, 2004 by Dion Nicolaas
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Jashpar says that your bill comes to 300 zorkmids.
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@ "What?! For ten minutes of reading news?"
You hit Jashpar!
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Someone shouts: "Get him!"
Everyone starts fighting!


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CordBar@aol.com September 1, 2004 01:34
First comment: 6 May, 2004 76 comments written
4 words: Blessed scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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of earth
christopher September 1, 2004 03:31
First comment: 19 August, 2004 2 comments written
LOL!
You read the blessed scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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of earth.
Splat.
Violist September 1, 2004 07:39
First comment: 25 June, 2004 206 comments written
Bar fight! Someone get the bottles of booze!
RickoniX September 1, 2004 20:18
First comment: 9 February, 2004 15 comments written
Apply what? You break the bottle of booze on a nearby table --more--
You threaten Jahspar the bartender. Jahspar pulls a shotgun from behind the bar. --more--
The bartender fires at you. Do you want your possesions identified?
CordBar@aol.com September 2, 2004 15:31
First comment: 6 May, 2004 76 comments written
why "splat", Christopher??
D September 2, 2004 19:47
First comment: 1 September, 2004 28 comments written
Because a blessed scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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of earth would drop boulders on all the squares around him. Thus, his enemies go splat.
Robert Barber, Tamer of a Digital One September 30, 2004 13:43
First comment: 28 September, 2004 64 comments written
Also, Dudley, if you're fire-resistant with fire-resistant equipment, you may also read a blessed scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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of fire.
tracer June 22, 2005 03:52
First comment: 22 June, 2005 32 comments written
But a blessed scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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of Earth would also drop boulders on his faithful "d"! Poor doggie.
Nobody Special June 25, 2005 19:43
First comment: 8 June, 2005 118 comments written
Obviously, somebody forgot to take off his ring ofThree Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
        [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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conflict.
Fathead April 11, 2006 20:17
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
dude, just get the heck out.
Grognor April 7, 2007 01:57
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
Fathead forgot an important facet about doors and their relationship with diagonals.
HK June 5, 2007 23:40
First comment: 1 June, 2007 309 comments written
Poor Dudley....
Melnor the Mad February 22, 2008 10:21
First comment: 19 February, 2008 23 comments written
This made me laugh so hard!
Jetman123 October 23, 2008 23:26
First comment: 23 October, 2008 4 comments written
Everybody was KUNG FU FIGHT-ING!

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