Zang! Who is that, stalking across the fields! It is Thejoker130, hands clutching a reflective halberd! And with a cruel bellow, his voice cometh:
"I'm going to fuck you until armored tanks pull us apart!"
tanks? 
My personal battlecry GET EM'!!
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WHAT MORE CAN THE HARVEST HOPE FOR IF NOT FOR THE CARE OF THE REAPER MAN?
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I like you. When the world is mine your death will be quick and painless.
Last edited by thejoker130; 03-22-2004 at 09:49 AM..
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