Originally posted by Bloodstalker I disavow all realtion to my raising Ty. Any man who can stay away from bar threads for that long, and actually brag about it, well, he knows nothing that I would have instilled in any I took the time to raise
Not really bragging...Im just surprised I could do it and still post. Now Im certainly not retiring from bar threads. In fact I might return in full swing soon...maybe.
“Caw, Caw!” The call of the wild calls you. Are you listening? Do you dare challenge their power? Do you dare invade? Nature will always triumph in the end.
[color=sky blue]I know that I die gracefully in vain. I know inside detiorates in pain.[/color]-Razed in Black
Originally posted by Bloodstalker Vile, sniveling traitor...and you call yourself a SLURR
What exactly is a SLURR?
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Originally posted by Bloodstalker Vile, sniveling traitor...and you call yourself a SLURR
I know. Im a traitor. A phoney. Im having issues. Im a SLURR but I still have the heart of an independant. I dunno why. But as I said, I have a chance to go back into my state of bar fly status.
“Caw, Caw!” The call of the wild calls you. Are you listening? Do you dare challenge their power? Do you dare invade? Nature will always triumph in the end.
[color=sky blue]I know that I die gracefully in vain. I know inside detiorates in pain.[/color]-Razed in Black
Originally posted by fable What exactly is a SLURR?
A SLURR is one who engulfs countless beers and never ever, EVER grows tired of it. He makes his niche within the very walls that make bars and lurks or SPAMs there for hours on end, even if there is very little sign of company. Through the thick and the thin, he/she is one who devotes 99.9% of their time to taverns and the essense that makes them.
“Caw, Caw!” The call of the wild calls you. Are you listening? Do you dare challenge their power? Do you dare invade? Nature will always triumph in the end.
[color=sky blue]I know that I die gracefully in vain. I know inside detiorates in pain.[/color]-Razed in Black
So @Tyb's gone and lost his SLURRiness? What did he do, fall onto the wagon?
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
“Caw, Caw!” The call of the wild calls you. Are you listening? Do you dare challenge their power? Do you dare invade? Nature will always triumph in the end.
[color=sky blue]I know that I die gracefully in vain. I know inside detiorates in pain.[/color]-Razed in Black
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
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