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Post by Ayesa86 on May 10, 2006 19:09:39 GMT -5
Hullo...
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Post by Chayla on May 10, 2006 19:10:44 GMT -5
lol, Doc
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Post by Doc on May 10, 2006 19:11:17 GMT -5
Hey A...! Hee hee...what's up?
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Post by Doc on May 10, 2006 19:11:59 GMT -5
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Post by Ayesa86 on May 10, 2006 19:12:24 GMT -5
Anyway...I think I just broke like 20 asylum rules by posting non-Lh guys...but what are they gonna do to me....nany nany.... No, no, you're all right Doc, just don't post pics of __! Taylor's great^^ I was an Ace fan, but since he's gone, I'm all about Taylor ;D |
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Post by Ayesa86 on May 10, 2006 19:13:31 GMT -5
Hey A...! Hee hee...what's up? I'm not dead yet...hmmm...I'm having to write a poem based off "The Raven" with the same rhyme scheme & everything...wanna see what I have so far? |
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Post by Doc on May 10, 2006 19:15:47 GMT -5
Sure! Let's see it!
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Post by ♥ Jen ♥ on May 10, 2006 19:15:50 GMT -5
Ok, since I am new here - someone want to tell me who ___ is? Is it the Batsh*t?
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Post by Doc on May 10, 2006 19:16:54 GMT -5
It's the microphone humper Jen...What's a Badshit?
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Post by ♥ Jen ♥ on May 10, 2006 19:19:29 GMT -5
It's the microphone humper Jen...What's a Badshit? Same person then - he's BSC - Batsh*t Crazy, Dance Monkey, etc. Any of you lurking Snarkers, feel free to jump in & explain because I tend to block some things out. |
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Post by Stephd on May 10, 2006 19:19:36 GMT -5
Hey guys! Just stopping in for a minute...
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Post by Doc on May 10, 2006 19:22:05 GMT -5
Hey Steph! How'z things? Good to see you briefly in Memphis!!
Hey, what did you girls end up doing the rest of the time you were there?
Jen....LOL...that's great! It's like different lingo everywhere, huh?
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Post by Stephd on May 10, 2006 19:23:41 GMT -5
It was good to see you, too.
Just ended up watching most of the bands.
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Post by Ayesa86 on May 10, 2006 19:23:54 GMT -5
It's not done yet, I still have about 12 stanzas to go. Beneath the Mire In a manse upon the mire, whilst I stared into the fire,
Pondering enigmas that had since eluded my ether-weathered mind,
As I sat there, eyelids slowly drawing, there suddenly came a clawing,
As if something was gently clasping, grasping at my window blind.
‘’Twas just a bird,’ I murmured, ‘rasping at my window blind—
Just a bird and nothing else in mind.’
And distinctly I recall, though wary, the bleakness of that January,
As each dying wind swept blindly across the moor.
By time’s passing my heart was ravaged;—eagerly I sought to end it,
Revolver in hand, my soul having been savaged—savaged by one Lenore—
By that cruel and unwavering creature whom demons named Lenore—
Unnamable here forevermore.
And the stealthy silken uncertain rustling of each sooty curtain
Thrilled me—chilled me—filled me with terrors yet unknown;
And now, to still the beating of my pulse, I trembled repeating
‘’Tis just some figments of my imagination life-like shown—
Only my imagination running wild, me being on my own—
That it is, and nothing else be known.’
Gritting teeth, my eyes grew narrow, and headed to the window straight as an arrow,
‘Damned bird,’ hissed I, ‘or squirrel, or snake, your silence I wouldn’t mind;
But frankly, my thoughts I was grasping, when so gently you came rasping,
And so hastily you came clasping, grasping at my window blind,
That I assumed I hadn’t truly heard you’—and here I threw wide the blind—
To see darkness there, nothing to find.
As deeper into that darkness I found myself leaning, standing there without meaning,
Doubting, wondering thoughts no mortal dared to think before
But still the silence sat unbroken, and the darkness seemed to cloak in—
That blackness only one word was hissed in vocal fear, ‘Lenore!’
That voice was mine that echoed back that name, ‘Lenore!’
Simply this, and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my thoughts within me churning,
Soon again, I heard that rasping even louder than before.
‘My God!’ said I, ‘surely the sound, that noise lurks behind my door;
So let me see then, what this mystery that may be explored—
Let my heart be still for but a moment and see behind the door;—
‘Twill be the wind, and nothing more!’
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Post by Chayla on May 10, 2006 19:25:05 GMT -5
ok its a commercial....
A, I had to do that very same assignment when I was in high school.
Hey Steph, it was cool meeting you briefly in Memphis
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Post by Doc on May 10, 2006 19:25:53 GMT -5
WOW! A, that's really good...well done!
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Post by Ayesa86 on May 10, 2006 19:27:03 GMT -5
WOW! A, that's really good...well done! Thanks Doc^^ Yeah, believe it or not, I'm really a writer more so than an artist. This is pretty hard though. |
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Post by Stephd on May 10, 2006 19:28:44 GMT -5
Hey Steph, it was cool meeting you briefly in Memphis Hey Chay! Good to meet you, too. Hope I didn't get your toes as well!!! |
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Post by Stephd on May 10, 2006 19:29:27 GMT -5
A, that's brilliant!
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Post by Chayla on May 10, 2006 19:29:48 GMT -5
I don't think you did Steph, if you did I was too hammered to feel it, lol
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