In article <8ic7ro$7in$1@thenecktill.ded>, Nyehad Erebnyef
<HangTroll@thenecktill.ded> wrote:
> Morpheus wrote:
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> >Mc_Nipples wrote
> >>give the fighting a dam rest
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> >OK
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> Fucking liar, you and Y-Not and Lil Stinker have been stirring
> up shit for years. Why don't all of you go fuck yourselves?
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> I am fed up with your bull shit, fuckhead! Y-Not is a lying cunt
> who can't be trusted.
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Impostor alert!
This thing isn't the real Nyehad Erebnyef.
Y Not
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