Yea, I just needed to put that in and add some fun and reason why the guy was getting pants.

Viva la Pants!

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WE ARE ALL GRIDS

story = very YES!!

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i have crafted the golden pantaloons!

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DEATH TO THE OLD BASTARD!

http://sixflagskkk.ytmnd.com/

oh...good

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Mac users edited it out of the Bible, but the eleventh commandment was "Thou shalt get a proper computer, for fuck's sake."

Liberal Arts Quantum Physics: Light's damned fast and not everything is as it seems. Space is funny like that. The end.

Who cares???!!!!! (Garfield comic extract)

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"I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men."
Summoner Name: Owlcat, EU servers.

actual gold or just gold plated?

either way motherfucking cold!

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Mac users edited it out of the Bible, but the eleventh commandment was "Thou shalt get a proper computer, for fuck's sake."

Liberal Arts Quantum Physics: Light's damned fast and not everything is as it seems. Space is funny like that. The end.

That was cool and funny, and for that i will give you this axe!!!!!!!!!!!! *gives mandy an axe*

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*takes axe* WHEEEEEE!!!! *runs around chopping spammers' heads off.*

Im glad you liked it and i shall now give you this lazer-gun!!!!

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YAY!!! More fun! *blasts what is left of the spammers* Thankees!

Your welcome, *takes out a sword and joins the fun with mandy*

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I STILL HAVE YUR PANTS!!!!!!!!!!!and technickly this is not spam since the topic being In honour of my pants implies that the topic is very well pants

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*WHAT I THOUGHT I'D DO WAS PRETEND I WAS ONE OF THOSE DEAF-MUTES*

well the golden pantaloons are a secret item from a game i have.... i only need the rest of the golden clothes to get the golden character. but back to the subject of pants....

now to construct cold pants! yes from the people who brought you hot pants, its cold ones. the ones made completly out of flexible metal that must be refridgerated every night..

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DEATH TO THE OLD BASTARD!

http://sixflagskkk.ytmnd.com/

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Talk about a chilly situation!

...

Wait, that's not funny.

Well, if you think about...no it wasn't. it just wasn't

Behold my super pants grabber, can grab pants four times as fast as the average person.

*removes all pants* oh, my pants

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Mac users edited it out of the Bible, but the eleventh commandment was "Thou shalt get a proper computer, for fuck's sake."

Liberal Arts Quantum Physics: Light's damned fast and not everything is as it seems. Space is funny like that. The end.

You said *removes all pants* so you don't have yur pants either

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*WHAT I THOUGHT I'D DO WAS PRETEND I WAS ONE OF THOSE DEAF-MUTES*

that's why i exclaimed about my pants. they are gone

fair enough, i wasn't clear on what i meant

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Mac users edited it out of the Bible, but the eleventh commandment was "Thou shalt get a proper computer, for fuck's sake."

Liberal Arts Quantum Physics: Light's damned fast and not everything is as it seems. Space is funny like that. The end.

I have seen the Golden pantaloons. I got them good.

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"I saw it, there, in the sewers...for just a second. All hunched over, skin pale white beneath those rags...so many rags. The vermin crawled about his feet like idolaters at worship, and I swear that the wind drew breath in a frightened gasp at his passing. He wore cold like a cloak and I swear that behind that smiling golden mask he was laughing at me as his curved blade rose and fell, cutting through my men. It left wounds filled with crystals of salt...the screams...the screams...and the pants....Gods! The Pants!!!"
-Captain Urtin, who salted and ate his former soldiers.
"Jar-Jar you're a genius!"

hmm... whats this a spam safely shield it couldn't be and whats this it says "it will save you from mandy's wrath" well what should i do now....

*looks around sees a penguin, drops the shield and breaks it... ahh well

We need more Mandy story goodness!

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WE ARE ALL GRIDS

No we need more sanity...

no, we need pictures to go with the story!

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Mac users edited it out of the Bible, but the eleventh commandment was "Thou shalt get a proper computer, for fuck's sake."

Liberal Arts Quantum Physics: Light's damned fast and not everything is as it seems. Space is funny like that. The end.

"God damn drama freaks!" Clothes were being thrown all over the place. Mandy couldn't find anything suitable to wear in public. There were dresses from the victorian age to weird future type clothes. "Any of these people heard of jeans?!" Mandy sat in the messy room desperatly searching for jeans when she heard a small creak coming from the door. "Shit." She took one of the huge hoop skirts from a Victorian play and hid under it. Chris slowly opened the door and peeked inside. "I guess she was in here..." He stepped lightly through the mess. Mandy saw his shoes through a crack in the drees. Oh god oh god oh god... He sat on the dress she was under and lit up a cigarette. "Nice to you found something to cover those panties." She could only mumble because he was sitting on her back.