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Member Photos
Alrighty tighty, guys. Revised:
This thread is intended to let you show off awesome pictures of yourself and your friends without making you revise your profile every time you take a picture of yourself. New haircuts, old haircuts, new glasses, jumping off of cliffs and onto spikey rocks-- err... into rivers, and whatever else.
I would ask you to be kind. Isn't flaming for the Bait and Tackle?
I'll start:

"Im in ur pantz
pwning ur ballz"
KGO!
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It's a celebration, BITCHES!
Last edited by Meeper; 08-10-2007 at 05:44 AM.
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08-10-2007, 04:12 AM
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I can flame your fashion sense. Studded emo belt FTFL.
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08-10-2007, 04:12 AM
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Originally Posted by Outlawed
I can flame your fashion sense. Studded emo belt FTFL.
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You mean my boyfriend's pants? I never really liked the belt either. :P
POST YO'SELF, FOO.
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It's a celebration, BITCHES!
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08-10-2007, 04:51 AM
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No thx. Thats generally what profile pics are for.
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08-10-2007, 05:33 AM
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Originally Posted by beefjavelin
No thx. Thats generally what profile pics are for.
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Alright. Revised for people such as yourself.
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It's a celebration, BITCHES!
Last edited by Meeper; 08-10-2007 at 05:45 AM.
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08-10-2007, 03:07 PM
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Meh, just to be nice. Notice the shitty Texas "beach" in the background.
HAHAHAHA NOW YOU'RE BLIND!
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08-10-2007, 03:41 PM
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I SEE BOOBIES!!!!!! you should have posted that in the booby thread.
mayhap I'll post a pic. mayhap I won't.
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"I would never want to be a member of a group whose symbol was a man nailed to two pieces of wood." - George Carlin 1937-2008
Live like you are dying tomorrow, dance like nobody is watching and love like you won't get hurt

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08-10-2007, 03:48 PM
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i always wanted to make this my profile pic. i didn't because it was like, 2 years ago when it was taken. so here you go.  it was at work and i was bored and dancing.
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<|Voltron|> visions of running through green pastures dancing in your head, like the opening from Little House On The Prarie
<|Voltron|> you'll be the little girl that face plants
<|Voltron|> cause that's how you roll
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08-10-2007, 04:08 PM
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Bitch, I'll pull my jeans below my waist,
And give yo tongue a sour sour taste.
Not of this drink, but of my skeet,
Now watch me alternate my feet.
www.myspace.com/rushmetotheemergencyroom
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08-10-2007, 04:12 PM
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I is saluting those about to rock. Or something.
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In the film The Game with Michael Douglas, the father who commits suicide by jumping off a house is Charles Martinet, the man who has provided the voice of Mario since Super Mario 64.
Last edited by Draygoon; 08-11-2007 at 12:22 AM.
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08-10-2007, 04:15 PM
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Danni looks fat, lawl. Taken yesterday.
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08-10-2007, 04:25 PM
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Originally Posted by Meeper
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Is that a blanket fort I see in the background?
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08-10-2007, 04:30 PM
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ok since I'm a follower and not a leader, now that you fuckasses have posted pics I am inclined to join you.
this is me and my hair.. and my husband is there too.
yay.jpg
this one I look dead. horrah.
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"I would never want to be a member of a group whose symbol was a man nailed to two pieces of wood." - George Carlin 1937-2008
Live like you are dying tomorrow, dance like nobody is watching and love like you won't get hurt

Last edited by Unspun; 08-10-2007 at 04:32 PM.
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08-10-2007, 04:32 PM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by unspun
ok since I'm a follower and not a leader, now that you fuckasses have posted pics I am inclined to join you.
this is me and my hair.. and my husband is there too.
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Let me know when he's not there.
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The truth hurts some people like salt hurts snails, but we cant do shit all about that till they stop hiding in their damn shells.
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