2018-07-06 at 2:44 AM UTC
When do i get those invite codes?
Can't post in otehrr thread for some reason i think its broken
2018-07-06 at 2:50 AM UTC
cupocheer
Space Nigga
[unwillingly condescend the dp]
Check link on aisle 3, Lanny.
2018-07-06 at 2:52 AM UTC
im consused now all the posts are gone? help i think someone hacked me i need invites to get my friends here to help
PS can i share some codes with ym friends at the new totse armery
2018-07-06 at 2:58 AM UTC
new acct for swim to make when reg opens back up;
cupofdespair
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2018-07-06 at 3:07 AM UTC
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
You're just going to get yourself banned for 9 years. Don't bother. We have other... methods... to deal with Lanny.
2018-07-06 at 3:23 AM UTC
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2018-07-06 at 3:24 AM UTC
Lanny and I are getting our periods at the same time. We have synced.
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2018-07-06 at 3:29 AM UTC
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
On a warm summer's eve, on a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness, the boredom overtook us
And he began to speak
He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind me sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice"
So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his faced lost all expression
He said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right
You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done
Every gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep
And when he finished speakin'
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep
You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done
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