DontRunMeOver

So, I got bored a few times in the last few weeks and decided to make a few alterations to wikipedia. I managed to sneak a few sly words into different pages (my local leisure club now contains a 'brothel' amongst its facilities) and gave Music Banter a hindu-esque history... and nobody batted an eyelid. But when I inserted the phrase 'Pete Doherty really likes drugs' into his page and a few other choice adjustments, BOY did I get some complaints!!!

(By the way, I don't know who wrote of MB 'Be forewarned that the boards are moderated by a group of interolerant self-serving, favoritists idiots who take the internet too seriously'. T'were not me.)

So yeah, check it out and maybe we should all write our own sections and we can pretend we're all famous, like.

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tdoc210

^ it was probably don who wrote that lol

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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.

one_more_atrocity

^ i tink it twas leviatian who wrote that on the mb thing, you should ask him, it probably was, he's a nub so its expected.

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.::: I'd redecorate the walls with your inner thoughts, but im afraid it's the wrong shade of red :::.

bruise_violet

Ha, I love the thing about Bill.

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in love with the stumps,

in love with the bleeding!

in love with the pain that you now feel...

Barnard17

What's your leisure club?

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tdoc210

i edited the music banter one

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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.

bungalow

I argue with plenty of guys.

holdfasthope (dumbass)
boo boo
Don
the death of capitilism (though it's hardly an argument because I can't understand what he is trying to say)
Juggalow
Kashmir

I could go on for days.

tdoc210

^ nice try dip****, i beleive the last argument was quite coherent.

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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.

bruise_violet

By the way, what chicks are you currently fighting with, dear?

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in love with the stumps,

in love with the bleeding!

in love with the pain that you now feel...

bungalow

Uhm, when Raine says something stupid (which is often), her.