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Post by Former Member on Apr 9, 2019 10:30:14 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of
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Post by Former Member on Apr 9, 2019 16:16:05 GMT -8
5 hours ago Quote like Post Options Post by 🌸 Linette on 5 hours ago There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon
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Post by Sylph on Apr 10, 2019 1:51:44 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and
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Post by Pearson on Apr 10, 2019 4:17:44 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion
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Post by Sylph on Apr 10, 2019 11:03:46 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it
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Post by Caajscot (John) on Apr 12, 2019 0:08:43 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was...
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Post by Former Member on Apr 12, 2019 6:10:16 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was very
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Post by Pearson on Apr 13, 2019 7:48:51 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was very pungent
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Post by Former Member on Apr 14, 2019 8:19:04 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was very pungent and
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Post by Caajscot (John) on Apr 14, 2019 23:13:39 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was very pungent and smelly...
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Post by Pearson on Apr 15, 2019 6:16:52 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was very pungent and smelly.
After...
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Post by Former Member on Apr 17, 2019 19:05:11 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was very pungent and smelly.
After all
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Post by Pearson on Apr 18, 2019 6:18:19 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was very pungent and smelly.
After all the
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Post by Caajscot (John) on Apr 18, 2019 13:00:22 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their hands but the timer was set. Creation of something twisted up and around the broken pieces of a puzzle that used to display beautiful things but, there came the burnt smell of bacon and onion, it was very pungent and smelly.
After all the end.
I think it's time for a new game.
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Post by Caajscot (John) on Apr 18, 2019 13:01:33 GMT -8
There...
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