5. a great plague hit the usa when a little fetus was born......but that plague took years to develop and over the 80s and 90s the fetuses force was getting strong and the many who encountered him where driven to suicide. in the early 00s with the population of the states at an all time low and moral even lower the fetus was captured....parades on every american street....parents who weren't driven to madness finally let their children out to play again...the usa was safe with the fetus locked away in a cold dark dam room with only a small piece of string to amuse himself. but in 07 the fetus broke free....blinded my the unfamiliar lights and paranoid of everything around him the fetus craved solitude so lived in a cold dark room with just a computer and pizza hut takeaway menu for company....soon the fetus grew found of the internet, inpaticular a site called rhp and quickly got back to recreating his dynamic plague that had driven so many insane...but this time it wasn't only confined to the usa it had gone global and millions started to kill themselves or turn on others. the world had become weak....weaker than ever but there was hope for humanity...china had the rhp site blocked and soon they realised that their time was here...thanks to the fetus china would rule all and soon got action 'kill the insane idiots' underway and the new world was born...
CHINA DE LARGO VIVA!!!!!!!!
Originally posted by HandyAndy4a. Aged Bob did gain notoriety as one of the chiefs among sinners. His shortcomings and excesses stood out in bold relief and were easily
4. And then, along came Bob.
identified. Proprietors of the site, however, were far more intently focused on the mean spirited impacability of the Little Lord Fauntleroys.
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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby6. Not yet, Bob.. it's too soon for the self-pity.
4a. Aged Bob did gain notoriety as one of the chiefs among sinners. His shortcomings and excesses stood out in bold relief and were easily
identified. Proprietors of the site, however, were far more intently focused on the mean spirited impacability of the Little Lord Fauntleroys.
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Originally posted by Grampy BobbyEdit/Correction: "mean spirited implacability,,, "
4a. Aged Bob did gain notoriety as one of the chiefs among sinners. His shortcomings and excesses stood out in bold relief and were easily
identified. Proprietors of the site, however, were far more intently focused on the mean spirited impacability of the Little Lord Fauntleroys.
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Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.
Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.