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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2004 5:01 am
by 661
Zandor 12 wrote:Semi-Triumphant return after neglecting the internet for a month to write a research paper for English IV (Yet another B paper getting an A, yay me) and play Fire Emblem. FEAR AND/OR PITY ME. NOW!
I doubt very much that you are "qualified" to decide whether your paper is worth a B or an A; that's the teacher's job. If you got an A, it means your paper is "worth an A". Get over it.
Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2004 5:42 am
by Aplsos
omg lolz @ tyrannous jealousy
Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2004 11:54 pm
by Ryan Ferneau
I doubt very much that "medieval" is "qualified" to "decide" whether "Zandor 12" can "judge" his own "work" "competently".
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 1:28 am
by clecky
tyrannous why the fuck do you have to argue about every dumb fucking thing ever you dumb pile of horse shit if i met you id proceed to tear off your face and jam it into your pussy you fucking dumb shit
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 1:40 am
by 570
Dr. Dos wrote:
actually for you the best line would be:
you think your commodore 64 is really neato,
what kind of chip you got in there? a dorito?
I used to love those songs :(
That is what I used at first, and Commodore said it was evil and must die so I made it so. :(
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 1:13 pm
by Homz
Tyrannous, I doubt you are qualified to use the English language considering you massacre it in your every post.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 3:23 pm
by 661
Ryan Ferneau wrote:I doubt very much that "medieval" is "qualified" to "decide" whether "Zandor 12" can "judge" his own "work" "competently".
Obviously "Zandor 12" is a total buffoon, because he is accusing his teacher of "over grading". This is suggestive of him being a total FUCK; his teacher is guaranteed to be better at this kind of evaluation than him; after all, she’s a teacher, he’s a pupil. Tsk tsk.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 3:26 pm
by 661
Homz wrote:Tyrannous, I doubt you are qualified to use the English language considering you massacre it in your every post.
Then I doubt that I am a suitable candidate for the English degree, which I have already been accepted on. Very strange.
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 5:37 pm
by Commodore
I guess you can't really trust teachers then, can you?
Then I doubt that I am a suitable candidate for the English degree, which I have already been accepted on. Very strange.
Strange indeed.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 7:15 pm
by 661
Commodore wrote:I guess you can't really trust teachers then, can you?
Then I doubt that I am a suitable candidate for the English degree, which I have already been accepted on. Very strange.
Strange indeed.
Oh I trust them dearly, beacuse...
...it's gooood to be gooood.
:magicmissle:
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 8:51 pm
by Ryan Ferneau
It's good to be good? What the beep does that even mean?
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 8:53 pm
by Mooseka
I like how this thread is about leaving/returning.
or atleast it was before you cunts got to it.
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 9:31 pm
by Ryan Ferneau
...Let's just strike page 7 from the record.
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 9:37 pm
by Dr. Dos
but I have to say this
NICE IS GOOD
MEAN IS BAD
DON'T BE MEAN CUZ MEAN IS BAD!
NICE IS GOOD
MEAN IS BAD
DON'T BE MEAN CUZ MEAN IS BAD!
NICE IS GOOD
MEAN IS BAD
DON'T BE MEAN CUZ MEAN IS BAD!
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 10:59 pm
by superbowl shuffle
I also have something that needs to be said.
So...
Don't say anything
You're just a little bit frightened now so
Don't say anything
You're just a little bit in grief so
In the last act, offer your prayers
The magic of the moon is... shalle a le rilla
Because we whisper in sugary voices
If just one more wish comes true
I want to join hands with you and laugh
Inside of the dream...
Inside of the memory, we'll definitely meet again...
If you can regain your smile
If your laughing self returns
Sadness will turn into kindness
"As that far off memory was..." with all your desires
The magic of the moon is... shalle a le rilla
If you can forget your tears
If you can touch your kindness
I want to sleep near you
If the magic of the moon vanishes
Because good-byes are visited again
If we can follow our feelings right now
I want to join hands with you and dance
Inside of the light, the place we should return to,
Because I'll meet you again somewhere