

This makes me sad. No one ever asked me to come back.
HAHAHAHAHAH I'm successfully stolen the thunder. IT'S ALL MINE!!!
robio said:This makes me sad. No one ever asked me to come back.
HAHAHAHAHAH I'm successfully stolen the thunder. IT'S ALL MINE!!!
... I don't remember you leaving under dramatic circumstances and saying you weren't ever coming back.

rragnaar said:robio said:This makes me sad. No one ever asked me to come back.
HAHAHAHAHAH I'm successfully stolen the thunder. IT'S ALL MINE!!!
... I don't remember you leaving under dramatic circumstances and saying you weren't ever coming back.
No you're right I didn't. In my case I had been getting tired of the site, and Iga came along and mentioned this site to me. After that I made about 3 more posts over there and called it a day. That reminds me though I still need to go committ account suicide over there.
robio said:rragnaar said:robio said:This makes me sad. No one ever asked me to come back.
HAHAHAHAHAH I'm successfully stolen the thunder. IT'S ALL MINE!!!
... I don't remember you leaving under dramatic circumstances and saying you weren't ever coming back.
No you're right I didn't. In my case I had been getting tired of the site, and Iga came along and mentioned this site to me. After that I made about 3 more posts over there and called it a day. That reminds me though I still need to go committ account suicide over there.
Make sure to post something hot where I'll see it.

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Tell me to get back to rewriting this site so it's not horrible on mobileYodariquo said:Don't tell us to go there, we tell you to come here!
One of us! One of us!
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aspro said:
Yodariquo said:Don't tell us to go there, we tell you to come here!One of us! One of us!
One of us!
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Tell me to get back to rewriting this site so it's not horrible on mobilerobio said:This makes me sad. No one ever asked me to come back.
HAHAHAHAHAH I'm successfully stolen the thunder. IT'S ALL MINE!!!
Please come back, Robio! We miss you.
Children, our lives have been gongs striking; clamour and boasting; cries of despair; blows on the nape of the neck in gardens.