drunkymonkey

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    • drunkymonkey

      Huh

      9 years ago

      Good Lordy, I haven't updated this in a while. I really haven't had time, and I haven't really plucked up the strength to make the post. Needless to say you're all not bothered at all if I post something (hello to skizz and ironchicken, if you still post here, god knows it's been a while), and you probably wouldn't blink an eyelid if I posted that I was dying of some funny toe cancer.

      Anyway, what can I say? Well, I can ay a lot of things, but that would be getting offtopic and some of the things I could say would make you blush, so I won't.

      Oh god, WoW has me. It has me clutched up against a wall and it feeds off me, I tell you. It eats my money and then throws me down, and then I beg to play it. My level 31 gnome mage owns (I'm on the Kul Tiras server if anyone is in the least bit interested) and we are very happy together. I have a nice parrot and he's happy too.

      I'd be lying if I said that WoW was the only thing. Civ 4 has come into my life and I enjoy taking over small countries as the towering might of India. Gandhi. He's an evil minded war mongering asshole. And I love him. Get this game. You need it.

      And I got to play Oblivion at my friend's house yesterday. It's kick ass! Assassin's Guild FTW!

      And I'm going to see Iron Maiden! WOOT WOOT WOOT! They're my favourite band so I'm quite happy.

      What else? Oh. I'm still writing Eggsic (althogh I tend to get side tracked a lot. I'm writing like three books on the trot), and I'm well into the excellent Discworld series (must buy, astonishing series of books).

      So yeah. I'll probably not update this for months once again, but hello everyone, again.

    • drunkymonkey

      More of Zombies.

      9 years ago

      Huh, thought Kenny, it’s all very well involving me in a magical plot of bravery, intellect and casual violence, but if you don’t tell me what it is I need to do, then it’s a bit of a bugger really.
      It did not improve Kenny’s mood when an old woman with a face like a war zone of wrinkles and spots, came up to him and hit him with her handbag, presumably containing all the evils in the world.
      “Back foul beast!†she cried, shaking her handheld storage device around rapidly, “back to your lair!â€Â
      “Actually, my ‘lair’ is a semi detached house in Baker Street,* and if you don’t mind, I’m heading there now, and can you please stop waving that bloody bag around, too?â€Â
      The woman appeared to think about this. She frowned sadly. It wasn’t meant to work like this, the zombie wasn’t meant to reply politely, or even socially, It was meant to roar and hiss and bite. Evil or not, this zombie appeared not to be worth the hassle of long and complicated banishing sentences. She shrugged in a confused and bewildered way and hobbled off, determined to tell her gossiping partners that zombies these days just weren’t prepared to put the effort in.
      Kenny spat. He was annoyed. Could an undead man not walk the streets without being bothered by some stupid old hag? It really demoralized him. It was as if all dead people were immediately evil, no matter what they had done before they were dead. Kenny would like to find those three witches, and damn well throttle them.
      He reached the door of the house he shared with his band mates. Jerry the cheerful doorknob was singing a song about mushrooms as he opened the gate. Jerry was coated in black paint, had the stare of a very angry rhino, and had a long, thick stone beard. Gothic didn’t cover it. Despite this, he remained unnervingly happy.
      “’Evening,†he said happily.
      “Hello Jerry,†muttered Kenny.
      “How’s your day been then?†asked Jerry.
      “Oh, you know, boring. Down the job centre, couldn’t get any jobs though, prejudice again. How’s your day been?â€Â
      “My day’s been brilliant Mr. Sinclair; I’ve been enjoying the weather.â€Â
      “It’s been raining all day, Jerry.â€Â
      “Yes, Mr. Sinclair, just how I like it.â€Â
      “Oh, ok then,†said Kenny, and turned the knob.
      “’Night Mr. Sinclair.â€Â
      “Good night Jerry.â€Â

      Inside the house, the usual turmoil was erupting violently. Rod, the group’s base guitarist was drinking the world famous ‘Don’t Blame Us’ beer, beer so strong that even George Best wouldn’t touch it. He was singing an absurd song about a subject that is unprintable without hefting the age rating of this Anthology up a notch.
      Charlie, the band’s drummer, was bust whacking stuff with his sticks. This was in his nature. He was a goblin, and if there is one-thing goblins do best, it is to make an obnoxious racket. Kenny first met Charlie working in Saint Fred’s (Saint Fred’s was the only place on Eggsic where goblins were trained to do the stuff that humans didn’t want to do. They were cost efficient, unable to think any worthy thoughts like ‘hey, let’s have a strike’ and were a great source of tourism. They also tended to start small fires), he was the band’s waiter in the hotel they were staying in. They hit off well with each other (so well in fact, that Rod head butted the goblin) and so he joined the group, he could hit the drums faster than anyone Kenny had ever seen.
      “Quiet you two,†said Kenny, “I’ve got a headache and I don’t want any crap going through my ears. This seemed to have the same effect as a goose might have on an avalanche, and so sulking, and muttering incessantly, Kenny went into his bedroom. It was a small affair, with a poster (painted) of his band on the far wall, and a bed that looked very painful. In fact, it was very painful, but Kenny always felt very painful, he was a zombie.
      Climbing into bed, Kenny considered the day, it seemed like yesterday, just more recent and with more repetition.
      Slowly, but surely, he went to sleep.

      Kenny didn’t like dreams. They irritated him. They were full of hidden meanings and nightmarish scenes and things with too many tentacles and it usually ended up with him dying in some horrible but entertaining away.
      He was annoyed then to find out that he appeared to be in one. He was standing in a huge pool of blue mist; there was no visible horizon. There were no familiar things like tables or sales executives. They didn’t even appear to be any tramps.
      He looked around in a full circle, and saw…. nothing.
      Suddenly, he heard a voice. It sounded like the voice of a God, it sounded ancient, it sounded wise, it sounded like the world.
      “Kenny Sinclair,†it boomed, “How are you?â€Â
      Kenny looked up at the sky, it was glowing a bright, mustard like yellow. It looked cheap.
      “I’m alright, you?â€Â
      “I am nothing, Kenny,†the voice said, “You have learned you have a destiny to fulfil, is this correct?â€Â
      “I suppose so, yes.â€Â
      “You know what this destiny is?â€Â
      “No, no one has bothered telling me.â€Â
      “That is what I am here for Kenny.â€Â
      “Oh, right, you’ll be Jek then? (Jek was the leader of the Gods, the main God; he was the ultimate force in all of Eggsic. He liked playing golf too)â€Â
      “That is correct. The task that has been assigned to you is a simple one. You are to find the witches that cursed you, and disembowel them.â€Â
      “What? The witches that cursed me with the ‘gift’ of eternal life?â€Â
      “Yep.â€Â
      “Okay, I’ll do it.â€Â
      “Very good.â€Â
      “Where are they?â€Â
      “What, sorry, can’t hear you!â€Â
      “I said where are they?â€Â
      “Nope, I can hardly hear you, must be some kind of interruption at your end.â€Â
      “Hey, you can’t just do that!â€Â
      “Heavens above, I’m going to have to go, sorry about all this!â€Â
      “Hang on!â€Â
      But it was too late, the sky flashed brilliant yellow, and then he was gone.
      Kenny muttered, and then woke up.

    • drunkymonkey

      Zombies.

      9 years ago

      Being a zombie is an immediate disadvantage if you want a job. You can’t just say in your interview that you have been dead thirty-five years, and if you try to get insurance for heavy lifting and all that lark, you won’t be getting very far.
      And yet this was the problem being faced by Kenny, an aspiring musician. The reason he was aspiring was not because he was new to the whole business of playing the piano, it was because he wasn’t very good at it. In fact, he was lucky if, during his performance, the strings didn’t chop off his fingers. It was either that or the whole audience would get sick of the obscene smell and filter out.
      He lived on the planet of Eggsic, a planet of wizards, goblins, warriors and constipated poses. Zombies weren’t very frightening as far as the citizens of the world were concerned. Much more important to deal with were bills, and if a zombie ever came to an Eggsician’s door asking for a pint of blood and a nice bit of arm, they’d be told to bugger off and try vegetables instead.
      Kenny was always destined to be a zombie, ever since a trio of travelling (and bitter) witches who knew his mother, had cursed him on account that Kenny’s Mother hadn’t paid the flat money. This is a dangerous thing to do, and it wasn’t mere coincidence that Kenny’s mother one day decided she liked the idea of cliff diving without the parachute or a bungee.
      As Kenny had his hands in his pockets, kicking litter about Idlewind, the greatest city on Eggsic, he muttered to himself. Kenny was a great believer in muttering; it kept him going, although there was very little that would stop Kenny going, he was a zombie, he was already dead. And he wasn’t pleased about it.
      His band, Kenny Zombie, hadn’t had a performance in months; it was all this prejudice against dead people that was floating around. People tended to not like dead people. Dead people didn’t like dead people, but that was okay because by Eggsic’s standards, self-hate was the best kind of hate you could get. What Kenny wanted more than ever was to have decent pinkish skin again, and none of this crappy grey stuff that you inherited when you were a walking talking corpse. He had tried make-up, but that just made him look like a demon clown, and all the kids laughed and kicked him, and then they found out that the demo clown was not in fact a demon clown, but a heavily depressed zombie. This was normally the point that they ran away in fear.
      The cobbled streets that made up Idlewind had been home to many a sight. The legendary dragon invasion of 1456, during which seventy-two dragons were shot down had been something to watch, as had the public execution of Ronnie the Poet, who was stoned to death by a mob of angry logical thinkers. Apparently the sky that day was like a upward hole, but no one listened to the guy that said it, they were too busy stoning him.
      Kenny sighed, he had just been to see the best Voodoo woman in all of Idlewind; she was called Lauten, and she liked voodoo dolls. She let her daughter play with them, and they had a voodoo dollhouse. The actual house was somewhere near the Rompton mountains. Lauten had made sure it was rural, as if anyone saw a house lift up into the sky and then plummet back to the ground; they’d probably die of shame.
      Either that, or they were the house’s owners.
      Lauten hadn’t been especially helpful today; her pot of stew she was always cooking seemed to be more menacing than ever* and she kept skipping the point and laughing mysteriously. Kenny couldn’t see the big joke.
      “By the power of the dead, the Sun and of the voodoo,†stated Lauten, shaking a couple of black maracas, and following in the traditional trend of pointless rituals, “I can see death.â€Â
      “Yes, we’ve established that,†said Kenny, irritably, “I already know I’m dead, it’s not something you forget about, you don’t just wake up one morning and say ‘Cor, it’s good being alive isn’t it, I like being alive I do, it’s a great experience,’ you just know all the time. Thanks for reminding me, not that I needed reminding.â€Â
      “Hush child,†said the Voodoo woman. Kenny rolled his eyes, she always, always said that, it was one of her main hobbies to say ‘child,’ you could be older than her yet she would still say ‘child.’ “It’s hard to get good reception from the dead, the sun and the voodoo; it all depends on whether the signal is working.â€Â
      Kenny shrugged. He had never grasped the technical side of things.
      “Takes a while, does it?†he asked, politely.
      “Sssh,†said Lauten, waving her hand limply, her other hand was moving around the large spoon in the pot, “dunno why I bought this pot, it was better in the good old days, when things were less complicated.â€Â
      “Ah, okay,†muttered Kenny, and had a look round the room. Various bits and pieces littered the floor. An old Voodoo Woman’s Weekly magazine lay open, and described (in pictures) how best to dissect a chicken. It was pretty awful.
      Elsewhere, strange (and probably intoxicating) potions bubbled in their jars. Luminous colours radiated in them, reminiscent of bad science experiments. Kenny looked down when he heard a crunch; a doll had just snapped in half under his feet,** he then looked a bit anxious and shuffled away.
      “I have come up with your destiny,†Lauten said conversationally.
      “Oh, yes, what is it then? More death?â€Â
      “No, it is that soon you will fulfil yourself, and then die happily. Only by accomplishing the great deed required of you can you reach out and finally be free.â€Â
      “Oh, right, and this great deed is?â€Â
      “I’m a little uncertain on that. The potion is being a bit quiet today, and a bit shy. It won’t tell me what the great deed is, only that it is a deed that is great.â€Â
      “And after that I can finally die?â€Â
      “That’s what the potion says, yes.â€Â

    • drunkymonkey

      I just got Day of Defeat Source

      9 years ago

      And man I am hooked. Valve really have outdone themselves here, it's much, much better than the awful Counter Strike and one of my games of the year. Sure, it will not match up to the brilliant Call of Duty 2, to which the demo was stunning, but it's one of the best Steam Games that is out.
      Everything about the old one has been imrproved, and the extra physics make this game really quite enjoyable. Getting shot is intense, your body whips back from machine gun rounds, hitting the floor hard, making you say 'ooooh.'
      The Battlefield style capturing the flag gametype works like a dream, ensuring that battles take place at key points. The two players to main capture points ia a novel dig at teamplay too, but sometimes on public servers it doesn't always work. Especially when your team is made up of idiots.
      The main problem with the game at the minute is that there's only four maps and no English troops. Hopefully, Steam will update the game soon, so there's more maps and Blighty get a look in.
      At the present moment though, it's a fiery beast. There's always fun to be had, and the realistic nature of the game is actually qiuite addictive. I reccomend getting it, you don't need Half Life 2 to play it, and instead you can just download from Steam for 20 dollars. It's worth it.

    • drunkymonkey

      Drunkymonkey and The Chocolate Factory

      9 years ago

      Yes, hello there chaps, drunky here! You know, when I have been casually eating a Mars Bar while sitting back in my chair, listening to Tina Turner on the radio and farting every so often in a tune, I have thought to myself that I myself would be a great chocolate inventor. In fact, after seeing that wonderful movie Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, it spurred me into action.
      I built a chocolate factory on an abandoned nuclear weapons facility, searched Texas for as many dwarves as I could find, and got Linda Barker in to brighten the place up.
      After that, the real fun began, testing my new types of chocolate on the hyper active dwarves. Here are the results.

      Profile: Slim Chocolate
      What it does: Instead of making you fat, it makes you thin due to a great formula that I really can't tell you!
      Results: Disappointing, while the dwarves certainly took an effect, and got thinner, one of them needed to go the hospital ward for malnutrition, later dying from starvation, I think I made the effect to strong, but I'm not prepared to take it any further, poor old Rodger, dying like that...

      Profile: Psychic Chocolate
      What it does: After eaten, you can pull objects towards you without touching them.
      Results: Oh dear, after eating this incredibly tasty bar, our lab dwarf, named Elmo, tried to pull a filing cabinet towards him, unfortunately we have made the effects too strong, and the filing cabinet came towards him, but didn't stop, it rammed him against a brick wall, pushing all air out of his body and killing him quickly. He was a good man he was, shame he had to die, owed me twenty quid...

      Profile: Flash Chocolate
      What it does: It lets you see your life in a flash.
      Results: Numerous side effects here, some of them horrible. For example, we had one dwarf having a heart attack when he found out he was at the minute looking at the inside of his mother's body. Another bad thing, was that it was less of a flash, and more of a speeded up life, it was going at twice as fast as real life, and this was bad because now we've got a load of dwarves who think they're five years old.

      Conclusion
      I decided to quit the factory. Well, to say I quit the factory would be a lie, I more sort of... got arrested, by human rights officials.. So as I sit in my cell next to a bald man who has just told me that he likes my nipples, I plead to all my audience reading this out there, don't make a chocolate factory. Buy a farm, or do something safe, because chocolate isn't safe.
      Goodbye.

    • drunkymonkey

      The Ultimate guide to MMO's.

      9 years ago

      1. Always Act in Role- This is one of the most important things about being a MMO character, you need to act in role, you need to comment on the politics and morality of the things going on around you. Are the Horde trying to take over Stormwind? See it from their point of view; ask people in towns what they think, argue with them, make sure you type like you would talk, if you’re a pirate, say ‘yer’ and ‘ahoy!’ all the time. When you’re fighting, shout ‘back fowl beasts!’ I do this wonderful thing at the minute in Guild Wars, whenever I am in a fight; I just type ‘Yo!’ I had my whole party doing it yesterday; it was great fun. Another thing to remember is that if people are trying to sell something, you must comment on the exchange rate, or try to haggle. If someone is selling someone’s ashes or something rare, call them ‘reckless’ and ‘uncaring.’ When someone starts to insult you, people will very likely jump in at your side. Another thing I do on Guild Wars is talk about a ship I used to have, called the Susceptible Brian, and people ask about what happened to it, and I tell them that it was sank, and it’s great, because it just makes the whole thing a lot better to play. It engrosses you into the experience, trying to be like someone that would really live, and other people.
      2. Sell Your Wares For Fifty Times Their Price- So, you’ve just found a mossy rock have you? How expensive is it? 35 gold? That all? That’ll never do, I tell you. What you have to do is go to the starting area, where everyone starts off, and then spam the chat box with offers for a mysterious rock with incomprehensible (read: non existent) powers, worth only 1000 gold, get them quick because someone will buy them, and you would have lost out on a perfectly good mossy rock! Or how about selling a rare sword you can only find in the mountains that has been made my dwarfs, for 15,000 gold, and the person who buys it off you then rather lamely (and angrily) works out that the sword can only be used by wizards (warning, you may be literally stabbed in the back for this, in real life, by the person who bought the sword off you).
      3. You’re the Best Because You Have a Higher Level- If anyone tries to take charge of your group when you have a higher level than they have, you mustn’t let them, question their dedication for the game, being a lower level than you are, say that they don’t have the experience needed to take on the bad guys and be a leader, say they’ll make bad decisions, call their Mother names, question their sexuality, they must be thick because they don’t spend as much time as you bashing scorpions that come out the ground on a regular basis to fight you. Please remember that if you come up against someone that is a higher level than you are, don’t fret, you should still be leader, they have just been rocketing through it, not taking care of their character, they are stupid, they have just got so high by sheer luck and luck alone. In fact, you could get to their level in five minutes if you really wanted to, and then who would be laughing? You, you would be, and then you’d be the leader, they wouldn’t, because they wouldn’t be as good. And then everyone will see your might, and it would have all been worth them five minutes (which could be stretched to five hours), because now you are the top dog (by which time, everyone was left the party).
      4. Make Your Character as Gothic as Possible- Having a gothic character is really beneficial, it shows that you yourself are a hard thinker, it shows that you are cool, it shows you like great bands like Green Day and Slipknot, it shows that you present yourself how you are (even on a fucking game) and it shows that no one should mess with you. Don’t do anything that might make you look bright, emotes are good if it makes you cough, or yawn, but any thought of dancing are out of the question, maybe air guitar, because that shows that you can play a guitar (if you can’t, lie). Another thing about this is that you spam the chat box with obscene and nonessential poetry, and talk about how life isn’t worth it, and that you’re throwing all your items away because they’re all pointless, but you never do.
      5. Be A Baddy- All the cool guys are baddies, look at Darth Vader, or Sauron, now you get to be a baddy, do despicable things like attack deer, ambush traders that are just trying to make a bit of money, laugh manically when bad things happen to people, make people pay so you don’t attack them, offer new players a helping hand and lead them to places where they cannot possibly survive. It’s all in a day’s work for a goblin.

    • drunkymonkey

      Developers vs Publishers

      10 years ago

      Supreme Commander is a sequel. Hang you, you say, why is there no two on the end of the name?
      It's because of the fact that Supreme Commander is not an official sequel, more a spiritual sequel.
      Chris Taylor has always wanted to make a sequel to Total Annihilation, it has been one of his main goals. He now has the next best thing, Supreme Commander, made by his new company, Gas Powered Games, it is TA2 under another, albeit rubbish name.
      There's the same arm's race style tension, same stomy robots, same 'no one unit rules' drama. The big difference is now it uses a Rome Total War style cmapaign map, making the game even better.
      It's visually stunning, and while it lacks the lighting of Rise of Legends and Age of Empires 3, the animations and pure scenes of destruction mark it out.
      It's set for 2006, which is also the year that another spiritual sequel comes out, namely Operation Flashpoint 2, it's under a name that hasn't yet been confirmed, and it sets you in a near future (not half as bad as it sounds) war torn country, using the same dynamics of Morrowind, go anywhere, do anything, your US solider goes around the map, watching and often interacting with unfolding battles and actually living as a solider, talking to locals, making them secure that the US army are there to help, that has never been tried in a game.
      We've already seen a successful transformation of name, Sports Interactive recently joined with Sega to produce Football Manager, which actually beat it's former game, Championship Manager, in the charts.
      Publishers are starting to get worried, developers are revolting over poor pay, acknowledgement and glory, they may not bring the games with them, but it doesn't mean they can't make new similar ones.
      Codemasters has already annoucned an official sequel to Operation Flashpoint, how it will compare to this new title we shall have to see, but don't be suprised if Bohemia come out on top.
      And with Valve, makers of Half Life 2, stripping their publishers of the Half Life licence, a turning point in the games industry has been reached.
      It's undeniably a good thing for gamers.

    • drunkymonkey

      I'm Back

      10 years ago

      And before you tell me to go away, please don't.

      The mian reason for my backage is because I feel a need to shout at and abuse people.
      It's great making these usless blogs because people are so confused by the big words and tend to reply with inane comments.
      I have to say the redesign pulled me back a bit, but the main reason was because I'm going to post on the forums a lot, mostly in the PC Gaming section.
      And I still hate you all.

    • drunkymonkey

      meh

      10 years ago

      hi guys, i haven't posted in a while, and the reason for this is that I really can't be bothered to. Reasons for this is getting a job on
      hl2files.com, being a playtester for Half Life 2 Capture the Flag and playing guild wars.
      I also have nothing new to say anymore, and I get very few replies to my inane posts, and it does't seem worth it, I'm still talking to you guys on msn, well the ones whose msn I got anyway, but I just can't be bothered anymore.
      I still love red vs blue the series, and love the profiles and stuff, but there is just far too many halo lovers here, and not enough people who like half life 2.
      if you want to catch up to me, I'm normally on the hl2ctf forums, or posting on Half life Source.
      so anyway, bye guys, hope to see some of you on msn or something.

      Now, adhere to some blatant advertising.

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    • drunkymonkey

      Guild wars

      10 years ago

      Yes, the new mmorpg from the makers of lineage and city of heroes is here, and the main selling point is the lack of subscription fees to pay, ensuring many will by this wonderul game.
      It's a good old hack and slash, with emphasis on team play, completing missions together, being in a clan, getting noticed, and generally having a good time.
      You must buy it.

  • About Me

    Hello. I am an alcoholic simian. I am 15 years old and I'm not a goth or anything like that. I prefer to think of myself as a person. Anyway, I have a deep love of PC games, and books. I am a nice chap, one whom is level headed, calm and not one to get into fights (physical or verbal). I am an atheist, howver I am respectful of other people's religions, and I am a great lover of fantasy fiction.
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    • BoYcRaZy16

      BoYcRaZy16

      8 years ago

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    • boggon

      boggon

      9 years ago

      Hows Eggsic going?
      I've read them on Terry Pratchetts Message Board and I really want to see the rest of Simon The Evil Sorceror

      GOOD LUCK

    • Slayer_600

      Slayer_600

      9 years ago

      Hey, Grant.

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    • TwistedAngel

      TwistedAngel

      9 years ago

      hey hows it goin

    • drunkymonkey

      drunkymonkey

      9 years ago

      bugger off.

    • MrSquigles

      MrSquigles

      9 years ago

      Hello fellow Member,

      That’s a bad start. I am sending this to every person who is in the UK.
      There has been change. Please could you go straight to the UK Event thread as soon as possible to read the details? Tell you what; I will put in the link especially for you.

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      The long story is Evoluan has decide that he is not the one for the event and has past on duties to Moderator Pixie. Now there is change and as we are doing things differently you need to confirm you place again, so I cannot stress how this has changed a lot of things.

      Thanks again

      Please do not reply in your own personal comments! No one will see it. PM Me, Little_Lee or Pixie if you want to say/ask anything (Or post it in the thread)

    • Little_Lee

      Little_Lee

      9 years ago

      Hello fellow Member,

      That’s a bad start. I am sending this to every person who is in the UK.
      There has been change. Please could you go straight to the UK Event thread as soon as possible to read the details? Tell you what; I will put in the link especially for you.

      Linkageness

      The long story is Evoluan has decide that he is not the one for the event and has past on duties to Moderator Pixie. Now there is change and as we are doing things differently you need to confirm you place again, so I cannot stress how this has changed a lot of things.

      Thanks again

      Please do not reply in your own personal comments! No one will see it. PM Me, MrSquigles or Pixie if you want to say/ask anything (Or post it in the thread)

    • drunkymonkey

      drunkymonkey

      9 years ago

      Bugger off.

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      XaNd3R

      9 years ago

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      XaNd3R

      10 years ago

      Join the SHC!

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