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A Soldier's MisfortuneA Soldier’s MisfortuneA Soldier's Misfortune
The morning’s soft orange dawn rays, Saturated the scarlet stains of our uniforms From the battle which was costing us lives.
Hunkered down in a wet muddy brown trench, We sat quietly as the sun’s rays warmed Our chilled bodies from the wetness of the trench.
The cry of “In Coming” echoed over the ranks Of our unit, as the sound of a mortar firing Its deadly round into its high arced path.
Everyone scrambled out of the trench in a blur, Of muddy army-green uniforms. His comrades made it, but as he just managed, &nb


General Grievous poemGeneral GrievousGeneral Grievous poem
He stalked about the flagship’s bridge In a crouched pose, his vocabilator snarled orders To his crew, as they whimpered in fear behind him
Shallow reptilian eyes glared out through the viewport
In front of him as he prowled
His irritated pacing halted By a grief-stricken cough that rattled his duranium frame
Closing his hands of armorplast and duranium His vocabilator hissed the name Of who crippled his chest Nearly killing him, during his campaign
Now he wasn’t the same
As he was before.
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Windows Me is the kind of OS even a catholic would abort
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Hey kids! The faster and harder you troll, the bigger the man you are and more people will sleep with you!
No matter who you are, I'll always love you. Even if you tear me limb from limb and can't fight your instincts to eat me.
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Windows Me is the kind of OS even a catholic would abort
Rikku from FFX
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Windows Me is the kind of OS even a catholic would abort
i found ya kiero!
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....WTF IS THIS >:V
MY DS U CANT HAVE ITTT
faaaaaaabuuulouuusss!~ *jazz hands*
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