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Post by JOS on Aug 7, 2005 22:43:00 GMT -5
Bob walked to the park. Bob saw Sally. Bob and Sally played in the sandbox. It was time for Sally to go home. Bob was left to himslef. After a minute Bob started to cry. Bob missed Sally. The sun said good bye as it started to rain. Bob was now sad and wet. Crying Bob wint home. THE END
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Post by JOS on Aug 7, 2005 22:43:29 GMT -5
Bob walked to the park. Bob saw Sally. Bob and Sally played in the sandbox. It was time for Sally to go home. Bob was left to himslef. After a minute Bob started to cry. Bob missed Sally. The sun said good bye as it started to rain. Bob was now sad and wet. Crying Bob wint home. THE END
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Post by JOS on Aug 7, 2005 22:43:44 GMT -5
Bob walked to the park. Bob saw Sally. Bob and Sally played in the sandbox. It was time for Sally to go home. Bob was left to himslef. After a minute Bob started to cry. Bob missed Sally. The sun said good bye as it started to rain. Bob was now sad and wet. Crying Bob wint home. THE END
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Post by JOS on Aug 7, 2005 22:44:00 GMT -5
Bob walked to the park. Bob saw Sally. Bob and Sally played in the sandbox. It was time for Sally to go home. Bob was left to himslef. After a minute Bob started to cry. Bob missed Sally. The sun said good bye as it started to rain. Bob was now sad and wet. Crying Bob wint home. THE END
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Post by JOS on Aug 7, 2005 22:44:16 GMT -5
Bob walked to the park. Bob saw Sally. Bob and Sally played in the sandbox. It was time for Sally to go home. Bob was left to himslef. After a minute Bob started to cry. Bob missed Sally. The sun said good bye as it started to rain. Bob was now sad and wet. Crying Bob wint home. THE END
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Post by Darktouch on Aug 7, 2005 22:53:07 GMT -5
you're starting to scare me...
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Post by JOS on Aug 7, 2005 22:54:44 GMT -5
Good. My work is not done untill your hiding from being scared of me ^*^ Like little boys and Mickle Jackson
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Post by Darktouch on Aug 8, 2005 0:05:00 GMT -5
now you're scaring me even more...
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Post by kay101 on Aug 8, 2005 0:38:59 GMT -5
OK FIRST OFF JOS THIS IS ABOUT THE LAMEST STORY EVER MY LITTLE CUZINE CRIES WHEN I LEAVE BIG DEAL...(and is sorry bout caps...) second i isnt scared a bit and third LUVs mickale simply because my mother does -wacks you with spork...dark dont be scared of her dumm story...she actally emailed it to me....haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa -sicks Fell on Jos.-
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Post by Darktouch on Aug 8, 2005 0:53:07 GMT -5
-blink-
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Post by kay101 on Aug 8, 2005 1:24:19 GMT -5
mhaaaaaaaaa, betch this is scaryer...
ok your at a ballgame and the game is stopped from a foul play, well this strange man appears with a cat and the reffs tell him to leave so he does, then your at a football game and the same thing happens and the reffs tell the man and his cat to leave so they do but then you go to a prep rally and the man and his cat come again, this time they tell him to leave and...HE SCRATCHES YOU. (now your supposed to lye down and somone rubs your head and tells you this, then when you sit up lift the back of your shirt and you wll must likely have scratches on your back.....trust me at a sleep over we did this and i had the scratches and like everyone elses except for one person...its really freaky, i knowe alot of theses!!
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Post by JOS on Aug 8, 2005 16:54:12 GMT -5
You dont know the full story of Bob so you dont get it. And I have mad a scary story befor but I cant put it out becouse it gives wolves a bad name.
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Post by Darktouch on Aug 8, 2005 17:12:37 GMT -5
yeah kip, that is scary... but i know a different story for that... it's called Cat Scratches Cat
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Post by kay101 on Aug 8, 2005 18:14:30 GMT -5
oh this is just called cat scratches but its so freaky you actually get scraces -shudders...-
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Post by Darktouch on Aug 8, 2005 18:15:27 GMT -5
i haven't had it done to me yet...
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