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name - I built a bomb shelter ak
email -
2/3/2004 3:18:35 AM
comment -
that last piece was supposed to look like a pyramid. and you guys work for microsoft? how embarrasing. Its amazing we made it past Y2K.
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name - ak
email -
2/3/2004 3:15:21 AM
comment -
egypt
and myself
are not so different
than one might have concluded
a million years ago today before the
great pyramids went and ruined everything.
seeing how far I can take this sentence formatting thing.
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name - Jersey Mike
email - adubato@skynet.be
2/2/2004 1:53:49 PM
comment -
damn, what was ambergris doing with all
that free time while this guestbook
was off on a few week ski vacation on
spillane mountain??
chris - great job with getting this back
up and running
amber can now stop seeing that expensive
shrink
and just type here what she was telling
mister "and how did that make you fee"
for free.
maybe you should charge her.
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name - chris
email -
2/2/2004 9:46:40 AM
comment -
and by the way, a HUGE shout-out to Colby-Wan Kanobi for fixing the dreaded 'wrldmrine formatting problem' of 2003. his tireless effort in troubleshooting my code is a great example of cross-site collaboration. he is the one responsible for all archive and guestbook entries keeping their proper format.
big-ups to the colby. he is the greatest of all time.
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name - Big C
email -
2/2/2004 9:07:11 AM
comment -
I was hoping to. That's the whole reason I came up. And damnit if you didn't move away.
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name - chris
email -
2/2/2004 8:26:58 AM
comment -
there
are
you
happy now?
here's your formatting. go nuts.
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name - ak
email -
2/2/2004 3:42:46 AM
comment -
ha, that should put a titty twister on james's mental nipple for sure.
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name - ak
email -
2/2/2004 3:41:34 AM
comment -
Colby, Im up for grabs, get it while she's hot!
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347
name - amber guest book junkie
email -
2/2/2004 3:30:26 AM
comment -
I dont want to be known as the girl who blows up the guest book. It makes me sound like I have no life....speaking of life. Have you heard? Did you know? Yes folks its true, Mr. Spillane and I no longer reside in the same blissful house. To be more specific, we no longer live in the same state. We felt it was better to but some borders between us, government borders. Now I know, I know, this comes to a shock to all you out there who know us as the ever happy, vibrant couple without a problem in the world (except exwives,red headed step-children,bipolar disorders and alcoholism). But please understand this is for the best. Look at it not as an end but as a beginning. A new era of James, free to read and write all day long, with neary a nag from Amber. A time for Amber to loose her keys in a pile of clothing spreading like cancer in a corner, complaint free from Spillane. By letting go of the bondage of co-habitation, we have in a sense enabled our love to grow from a safe distance (2600 miles to be exact). With this space between us, James grows ever gentler and more understanding in my mind. His physique takes on a slightly more sculptured contour and his cock is enhanced four inches. As for sweet, sweet, James, alone up there on the mountain, he surely envisions me at my mothers home just as graceful and georgous as I always have been...with a size double D chest and smooth hairless ass to go with. So you see, this seperation is indeed doing a world of good for the both of us. We are growing into individuals, learning about independance, having sex with as many people as we want without the other being the wiser. This is nothing more than a neccessary adaptation to a relationship built upon art, passion, and raw animal instinct as was ours. Cry not for us ye' friends, we are happy, we are seperate, and we still have hot sex (with eachother) on occasion.
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name - ak
email -
2/2/2004 3:01:18 AM
comment -
nope. fuck.
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name - ak
email -
2/2/2004 3:00:59 AM
comment -
I want to check something.....
check
check
can I format my own sentences?
check
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name - tiff
email -
2/1/2004 3:52:30 PM
comment -
Thank god this page is fixed! Nobody fuck it up. I want my normal weekends back!
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name - spillane
email -
2/1/2004 2:26:03 PM
comment -
and get ready for chris to just plan old "blow"
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name - chris
email -
2/1/2004 2:13:55 PM
comment -
hey, i think this is the finished product. get ready for spillane to start blowing up the archive page and amber to start blowing up the guestbook once again.
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name - chris
email -
2/1/2004 2:12:47 PM
comment -
test
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name - ak
email -
1/19/2004 3:24:16 AM
comment -
so what your dream tells us is that you want a bunch of black guys to kick my ass via my head.
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name - spillane
email -
1/18/2004 2:05:11 PM
comment -
i had a dream that i gathered up all of amber's hair, and rolled it up into a ball, then brought it to issaquah... then dropped it off for some ethopian like kids to play soccer with...
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name - wrmrm are for sissys
email -
1/18/2004 4:02:22 AM
comment -
i bought eleven pairs of "silly socks" at the dollar store today, guess how much i spent.
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name - ak
email -
1/18/2004 3:53:58 AM
comment -
Chris, You really need to make personal formatting an option in this guest book. It really ruins the powerful effect my writing can have.
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name - ak
email -
1/18/2004 3:52:08 AM
comment -
i know. im funny. for example...this afternoon, whilst pondering the depths of life and all its hidden meanings...i was inspired, (not to mention a little hungry), and the following piece of genius insued: eh hem.....Bento: A haiku by amber kiker..........................Sushi and white rice.....................
Rolls from California....................
Really Japanese.
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name - spillane
email -
1/17/2004 5:58:12 PM
comment -
that is some funny shit.
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name - ak
email -
1/17/2004 4:12:47 PM
comment -
oh and ha ha, I got number 333.
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name - ak
email -
1/17/2004 4:10:00 PM
comment -
What gave it away? My missing underwear hanging from the towel rack? The cheese left sitting out on the counter? The empty space on the couch where i used to sit and watch maury? Or how about the way the closet would never quite shut from all my clothes lying on the floor? Yes, it was the little things about Amber you learned to love. The way she could throw a pair of pliers right for your head with the accuracy of a major league pitcher and the fury of a volcano. How thousands of single strands from her hair drew together mothballs like magnets on the kitchen floor....the way the bathtub looked like a cat had been boiled inside after every shower....the sound of her laughter and tears and then laughter a few seconds later followed by a touch of anger, a splash of psychosis, and yes....laughter once again. Ahh, Amber Kiker...the girl loved by many, the woman loved by the Navy, the maniac loved by one . Her presence (I'm sure) will be greatly missed at Castle du' Spillane...............(then again he did say it took him a week to realize I was gone).
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name - spillane
email -
1/17/2004 2:16:13 PM
comment -
wow, i woke up this morning and realized amber was gone.
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name - chrs
email -
1/17/2004 10:39:48 AM
comment -
now that amber has internet access, the page count to wrldmrine will skyrocket. and don't worry...any fat-james jokes make me laugh.
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