sorry - ich konnte nicht widerstehen!




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Geschrieben von Hate am 15.07.2002 um 11:57:
Hallo! Ist hier niemand?

Warum ist hier keiner? Wo sind die ganzen Büromöbel?

Und was sind das da für Kabel auf dem Fußboden?


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Geschrieben von Abulafia am 15.07.2002 um 12:06:

Pssssst, nicht so laut - die Kabel sind Stolperfallen für die Carlsen-Mods, damit sie hierbleiben.


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Geschrieben von YpsFanpage.de am 15.07.2002 um 14:03:

[Halleffekt an]

*autsch* Ist doch tatsächlich noch Strom drin, in den Kabeln, die da von der Decke hängen.

[Halleffekt aus]

Dominik


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Geschrieben von Hate am 15.07.2002 um 14:10:

Was ist das für eine seltsame Uhr, an der alle Kabel zusammenlaufen?
Die geht ja rückwärts?


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Geschrieben von YpsFanpage.de am 15.07.2002 um 14:55:

Ach du meinst die, die grade "9:05:00" anzeigt? Keine Ahnung.

Hmm, an den Enden der Kabel klebt so seltsames Knetgummi!


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Geschrieben von Abulafia am 15.07.2002 um 15:44:

@ YpsFanpage.de:
*sigh* Da waren sicher Amateure am Werk, die #15 der Evil Overlord Liste nicht kennen...


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Geschrieben von Nic am 15.07.2002 um 15:54:

grüß gott, hier m. von der spedition c. - ich soll hier die restlichen zwei büromöbel abholen... *stolper* ---


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Geschrieben von doeme_k am 15.07.2002 um 16:46:

"Obladi, Oblada - lalalala, life goes on!"


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Geschrieben von Abulafia am 15.07.2002 um 18:02:

All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say
All that you read
everyone you meet
Allt that you slight
everyone you fight
All that is now
All that is gone
All that´s to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but sun is eclipsed by the moon.


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Geschrieben von Ziehstripp am 15.07.2002 um 19:10:

Pink Floyd?


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Geschrieben von Ziehstripp am 15.07.2002 um 19:14:

Is there anybody out there?
Don't leave me now
waiting for the Worms
Nobody Home?



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Geschrieben von Abulafia am 15.07.2002 um 19:20:



Traditional Bedouin Wedding Feast

You will need:
1 medium camel.
1 medium North African goat
1 spring lamb.
1 large chicken
1 egg
450 cloves of garlic.
1 bail fresh coriander

1: Thake the prepared chicken and stuff with the egg, which should be hard boiled, and pad out with coriander.

2: Stuff the lamb with the chicken.

3: Stuff the goat with the lamb.

4: Stuff the camel with the goat. A pre-preparad camel is rather more convenient - don´t be afraid to ask your butcher. Spike the garlic and brush with butter before cooking.

5: Spit roast over a charcoal fire in an arid desert area for best results.


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Geschrieben von YpsFanpage.de am 15.07.2002 um 20:26:

Wenn das jetzt hier der inoffizielle offizielle "Blödsinn-der-keinen-Sinn-hat-posten-Thread" ist, dann möchte ich auch noch was zum besten geben:



Zitat:
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pity this busy monster,manunkind,
not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim(death and life safely beyond)

plays with the bigness of his littleness
-- electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountainrange;lenses extend

unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.
A world of made
is not a world of born--pity poor flesh

and trees,poor stars and stones,but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical

ultraomnipotence. We doctors know

a hopeless case if--listen:there's a hell
of a good universe next door;let's go

e.e. cummings

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Geschrieben von Abulafia am 15.07.2002 um 20:33:

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever


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Geschrieben von Clint Barton am 15.07.2002 um 21:08:

it´s getting dark... too soon... a threatening silence...
surrounding me... a wind comes up from the islands...
distance fades to stormy grey
washed out from the deep of the ocean
here i will stand to face your wrath...
while all the others are praying



calm down my heart... don´t beat so fast...
don´t be afraid just once in a lifetime
no rain can wash away my tears
no wind can soothe my pain
you made me doubt, you made me fear
but now i´m not the same
you took my wife, my unborn son...
torn into the deep of the ocean
i don´t pretend that i love you
´cause there is nothing left to loose



and when silence comes back to me
i find myself feeling lonely
standing here on the shores of destiny
i find myself feeling lonely
i had a life to give... many dreams to live...
don´t you know that you´re losing so much this time
beyond the waves... i will be free
while all the others are praying



calm down my heart...



the love in you, it does not burn,
there is no lesson you can learn
and there are sounds you cannot hear,
and there are feelings you can´t feel



calm down my heart... don´t beat so fast...
don´t be afraid just once in a lifetime



i don´t pretend that i love you
and this time i´m not scared of you


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Geschrieben von doeme_k am 15.07.2002 um 22:21:

"Das Licht am Ende des Tunnels ist nur der Zug, der dir entgegenkommt."


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Geschrieben von L.N. Muhr am 15.07.2002 um 23:31:

when the music's over, turn out the light!


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