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Post by agentx on Oct 13, 2006 19:38:47 GMT -5
Granted. The party is caught, but gets away with it on a technicality.
0_o Caboose you have problems.
And Jill that is a messed up photo.
I wish that B8's sig wasn't so... quazi-intellectual. I never liked "Languages".... probably why I'm an engineer.
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Post by princessfuzzball on Oct 13, 2006 22:18:55 GMT -5
Granted, for you the signature is no longer quazi-intellectual... you just can't see it anymore. You are in denial of this however because you had a prolonged exposure to CO (carbon monoxide) and it destroyed area two of the occipital lobe... You technically can see, and are in denial about being blind, but you don't interpret what you see other than to navigate around objects and perform rudimentary tasks.
I wish that Kevin and Seamus would stop by more often!
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Post by B8 on Oct 14, 2006 12:22:05 GMT -5
Granted - only Kevin and Shamus get an appartment next door to you. Now you never get any sleep because they are over all the time to play Magic and other nerdy games.
I wish for the next million wishes to all be mine.
I can wait for this one to be corrupted as the 999,9999 more will be mine to have corrupted. Damn that willl take all of my time for the rest of my life. That wish is self corrupting.
As for being an engineer I am one also. Terrible isn't it? No more excuses about being a lowely engineer for you. Do not use your skills as an excuse for anything. As for the language that is a high school left over.
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Post by Chu-Chu on Oct 14, 2006 13:11:06 GMT -5
Granted, the next million wishes are all yours, but you failed to read part of the agreement form you signed. Article XVI Section MMXVIII states that in order for the contract to be fulfilled you have to make a sign of good faith and volunteer 20 of your next 80 hours to picking up the local highways. As you did not read/remember this clause out of the 800 page contract you signed, you void the contract by not fulfilling this clause. You now owe the clan the sum of $25.00 as a breech of contract fee. The contract is now void and you will not get your wishes as you wanted. NOW PAY THE FEE!!!
I wish B8 would actually pay his $25.00 fee to the server fund!
~Chu
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Post by agentx on Oct 14, 2006 18:38:29 GMT -5
Granted. But not in american dollars.
I wish that I had more luck selling my junk on eBay.
And B8, I can use our language adequately. I'm talking about foreign languages. The Romance languages, in particular. I can use rudimentary French and Spanish and Italian, but I could never really master any of them. And that annoys me. So I therefore dislike them. The end.
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Post by B8 on Oct 14, 2006 20:26:13 GMT -5
Granted you sell all of your junk on ebay only they take you also as a slave. In this position you are under the outhouse acting as the catcher with your mouth.
I wish DeTrain would have learned his lesson without being removed.
I know that I am going to catch hell for that one.
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Post by Amy on Oct 14, 2006 23:25:24 GMT -5
Granted! *puts b8 into detrain's shoes* Oh LOOKIE HERE!!! B8's been removed!
I wish companies held true on their word. THE WORKING WEEK IS OVER, NOW WAKE UP!!!
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Post by B8 on Oct 15, 2006 7:57:24 GMT -5
Granted - Companies are now true to their word and you are in work place hell.
I wish that two sisters could get along without any help from their parents.
Oh I know that this one is going to cost me big?
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Post by Chu-Chu on Oct 15, 2006 11:27:05 GMT -5
Granted, but their broght togetherness is due to the planned co-conspiracy to murder their parents. They are caught, and sent to prision, and forced to share a jail cell for the next 30 years.
I wish my company would spend it's surplus of money to buy some servers that are younger than B8 so I wouldn't have so much FREAKING maintainance to do and so many problems to fix...
(Had to go in and turn off our anti-virus program on our mail server because it was using all the inodes up and hence the server couldn't process mail....)
~Chu
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Post by B8 on Oct 15, 2006 12:29:18 GMT -5
Granted but a purchasing error buys servers that are hundreds of years older than I am and are steam powered. You now risk steam burns (I love it) every time that you go to service a server.
I wish that Steam would leave us alone and not update more than once a month.
I know, fat chance of that ever happening.
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Post by princessfuzzball on Oct 15, 2006 17:10:32 GMT -5
Granted. Steam decides to leave you alone and quit alltogether. SO much for palying the game anymore... you can't even log on.
I wish that I wasn't always hungry.
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Post by Chim on Oct 16, 2006 12:22:20 GMT -5
Granted. You are not always hungry. If you should eat just to eat, then you get hungry afterwards, but you are too full to eat anything else. If you do not eat, then your body deteriorates and you lose all will to live.
I wish Jams didn't leave for lunch without me today... stupid meeting i was in went an hour over scheduled time =(
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Post by Chu-Chu on Oct 16, 2006 13:09:00 GMT -5
Granted, Jams didn't leave without you today, but Jams leaves without you the rest of the week instead.
I wish my servers would stop texting me all night long limiting me to almost no sleep...
~Chu
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Post by Jonus on Oct 16, 2006 18:25:03 GMT -5
GRANTED! *ZOINK* The servers no longer text you at night, they call you and complain at length about if Red like likes Kirk or if Kirk is really over Kahn. They whine to you so incessantly that you finally walk into work with a small EMP device and kill them all. Then after the dust settles you realize you have just wiped out a non profit organization and have to run from the cops like Harrison Ford in The Fugitive. After a while you meet a one armed man who promptly mugs you and turns you into the police.
I wish I alter the fabric of the space time continium to how I see fit.
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Post by agentx on Oct 16, 2006 19:22:21 GMT -5
Granted. However, without any propensity for rational thought you decide to turn yourself inside out to figure out whether you could see your insides when your eyes are on the inside... or some skewed logic like that. Anyway, you are now inside out, and your endoskeleton can no longer support your weight, being that it is no longer in your body and all. So you are a sack of flesh, in tremendous pain, with nothing to do but die a miserable death via consumption by insects. And all because you didn't get to meet any teachers that explained that to you.
I wish that I didn't waste my life typing that. I wish I could waste my life enjoying myself instead.
<edit> too long
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