Recent Changes: Questions/Complaints/Comments etc (track, quote)

**Yac** · 04-26-2007, 06:07 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Voice_of_the_Soul12,13,01

What's wrong with the arcade? For a while, I could play the games, but now I can't.

Works fine for me and other users. PM me your browser security settings, errors, browser and other settings.

Ma Cherie · 04-26-2007, 10:46 AM

where did the blog stuffs go?, my only problem was the yahoo music had not been updated,

tdoc210 · 04-26-2007, 10:51 AM

wtf is yac

Ace · 04-27-2007, 01:31 AM

There should be a poem section in Artists Corner.

sleepy jack · 04-27-2007, 01:35 AM

We have song writing, and the majority of the stuff there is poems.

Ace · 04-27-2007, 01:36 AM

I know. I usually go to read what I figure is lyrics, and I can't tell whether the author wrote it as a poem, or wrote it as lyrics.

P.S. Negro, you said you left!

sleepy jack · 04-27-2007, 01:38 AM

Well, it doesn't really make much of a difference, if they say "heres a recording" or "im going to put it to music" then you can treat it like a song, I usually just treat everything like poems unless stated otherwise and critique the writing.

and when did I say that?

Ace · 04-27-2007, 01:41 AM

When you left off AIM
*slap*

sleepy jack · 04-27-2007, 01:41 AM

O rite, well I added your yahoo to windows live. This computer doesn't have AIM.

Ace · 04-27-2007, 02:06 AM

I'm hypnotizing someone over the phone.
She sleep talks.

EDIT: When did MB get a new owner?

04-26-2007, 10:46 AM	#282 (permalink)
Ma Cherie The Forums Sadistic Ghost Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: beyond midnight, in the abyss of time, the syren in the night Posts: 457	where did the blog stuffs go?, my only problem was the yahoo music had not been updated, __________________ I'm not a freak on a leash, I'm just the freak holding the leash. http://www.myspace.com/yukiko_mori

04-26-2007, 10:51 AM	#283 (permalink)
tdoc210 ashes against the grain Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: new hampsha Posts: 2,617	wtf is yac __________________ We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that.