toogood, you were right. micro limit isn't poker.
#1
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:38 PM
#2
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:43 PM
And she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists
And flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully
And took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
#3
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:46 PM
#4
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:49 PM
NormanHaupt said:
#5
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:53 PM
#6
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:53 PM
Awful said:
NormanHaupt said:
And she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists
And flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully
And took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
#7
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:53 PM
#8
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:55 PM
NormanHaupt said:
Awful said:
NormanHaupt said:
#9
Posted 19 February 2005 - 10:58 PM
And she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists
And flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully
And took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
#10
Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:00 PM
And she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists
And flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully
And took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
#11
Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:00 PM
NormanHaupt said:
#12
Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:02 PM
#13
Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:18 PM
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Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:24 PM
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Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:25 PM
#16
Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:25 PM
KDawgCometh said:
#17
Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:26 PM
#18
Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:29 PM
#19
Posted 19 February 2005 - 11:30 PM
And she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists
And flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully
And took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
#20
Posted 20 February 2005 - 12:01 AM
And she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists
And flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully
And took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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