Eric Noah, post in this thread. Everyone else stay out.
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Angel Tarragon
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Yeah right, and I'm Tom Welling.Darklone said:
EricNoah
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Uh, you people are silly. 
Look, I know what's going on in the other thread ... you're voting me off the island. I knew one day this would happen, that the thing I spawned would turn against me, form an angry mob, grab pithforks and torches, and chase me through a rustic village shouting, "Monster! Monster!" And that I would eventually lose the crowd, slow down, almost trip on a log, but would regain my balance at the last minute, then turn around, take a few steps backwards and tumble into an old well. And even that I would land on my neck, breaking it but not killing me, and that I would lie there paralyzed for days and finally perish of starvation while rats nibbled on my toes.
Yeah, I knew this would happen.
*cue sad walking-away music from the end of The Incredible Hulk*
Look, I know what's going on in the other thread ... you're voting me off the island. I knew one day this would happen, that the thing I spawned would turn against me, form an angry mob, grab pithforks and torches, and chase me through a rustic village shouting, "Monster! Monster!" And that I would eventually lose the crowd, slow down, almost trip on a log, but would regain my balance at the last minute, then turn around, take a few steps backwards and tumble into an old well. And even that I would land on my neck, breaking it but not killing me, and that I would lie there paralyzed for days and finally perish of starvation while rats nibbled on my toes.
Yeah, I knew this would happen.
*cue sad walking-away music from the end of The Incredible Hulk*
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EricNoah said:Uh, you people are silly.
Look, I know what's going on in the other thread ... you're voting me off the island. I knew one day this would happen, that the thing I spawned would turn against me, form an angry mob, grab pithforks and torches, and chase me through a rustic village shouting, "Monster! Monster!" And that I would eventually lose the crowd, slow down, almost trip on a log, but would regain my balance at the last minute, then turn around, take a few steps backwards and tumble into an old well. And even that I would land on my neck, breaking it but not killing me, and that I would lie there paralyzed for days and finally perish of starvation while rats nibbled on my toes.
Yeah, I knew this would happen.
*cue sad walking-away music from the end of The Incredible Hulk*
Careful guys, I don't think we'd like him when he's angry.
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