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hWolsky
= Cult of Ray =
France
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 Posted - 09/01/2005 : 02:41:23
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I came back from the land of bees where the egos fly through the edge of the seas.
I was in Rumourbia. Nice place, I'll show you pictures soon.
i played some gigs. On August, 25th, you can see my ectoplasmic twin brother.
I love you all though I only have one love.
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VoVat
>> Denizen of the Citizens Band <<
USA
9168 Posts |
Posted - 09/02/2005 : 14:57:41
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You can't fool me! There's no such place as "Rumbouria"!
I was all out of luck, like a duck that died. I was all out of juice, like a moose denied. |
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floop
= Wannabe Volunteer =
Mexico
15297 Posts |
Posted - 09/02/2005 : 15:09:22
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therewererumours
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
1240 Posts |
Posted - 09/02/2005 : 15:13:33
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So can you and Joey Joe Jo Jr. Chabadoo co-exist in the same Universe? 
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hWolsky
= Cult of Ray =
France
696 Posts |
Posted - 09/06/2005 : 02:15:40
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Actually, no. I break the rules. I'll pay for that.
Joey joe jo has gone... and maybe never really was.
I had to kill him (I'll send you pictures soon), for he was turning into a monster.
But I cried a lot this night.
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 09/06/2005 : 05:27:50
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hWolsky
= Cult of Ray =
France
696 Posts |
Posted - 09/06/2005 : 06:08:15
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Joey Joe jo was my evil doppelganger. I created him from the memories of my past life. Everything Joey Joe Jo did or said he did was what I did (or said I did) before.
Joey Joe Jo was a link with my past and a possible redemption. But slowly, I lost control and Joey Joe Jo (Jr.) became impossible to manage, he was growing out of proportion and was saying everywhere that I was him. He kept me in an psychic celar pretending I was in an other dimension fighting for the sake of mankind...
He started to behave like me, proudly lauding MY opinions without thinking od the consequences.
I had no choice but trying to stop him before it would be too late.
We had dinner at Ladurré one evening and I explained to him all my troubles and the fact that he was becoming too important in MY life. He did not care, he seemed totally sure that he could manage my life like I never could have. When he broke his fourth glass of Champagne and suddenly left the table to rush out, I knew that it would never ever be the same again. I also knew he would head for a taxi just like I do and would be back in the house he thought was his...
We arrived almost at the same time. Of course I had the keys and did not knock a the door. He was standing there with a knife. The stereo was playing "the bewlay brothers". "No, don't do that!" I yield. "Don't play the so-called alternate mix, it is shorter!!"
"I'm not joking" he said. "Only one of us can survive"...
"You're right... We went too far." As I was talking to him I was insisiously getting closer and closer, and manage with a subtle move to take the knife out of his hand (that he thought was mine).
"what are you going to do?" he asked me with my sexy, low and dettached voice.
What I have to... I went behind him, put the knife on his throat and with tears in the eyes cut it.
"Goodbye Sweet Prince..." I could hardly forget you...
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50 Pence
= Cult of Ray =
United Kingdom
284 Posts |
Posted - 09/06/2005 : 06:52:06
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Joey was a jerk.
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 09/06/2005 : 07:40:16
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Yeah. I lend him 1000 quid and I never got it back.
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50 Pence
= Cult of Ray =
United Kingdom
284 Posts |
Posted - 09/06/2005 : 07:47:11
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Harsh, had a cool name tho
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VoVat
>> Denizen of the Citizens Band <<
USA
9168 Posts |
Posted - 09/06/2005 : 13:59:33
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Really, though, shouldn't it have been "Shabadoo," not "Chabadoo"?
I was all out of luck, like a duck that died. I was all out of juice, like a moose denied. |
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Homers_pet_monkey
= Official forum monkey =
United Kingdom
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Posted - 09/08/2005 : 14:47:56
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quote:
Originally posted by hWolsky
Joey Joe jo was my evil doppelganger. I created him from the memories of my past life. Everything Joey Joe Jo did or said he did was what I did (or said I did) before.
Joey Joe Jo was a link with my past and a possible redemption. But slowly, I lost control and Joey Joe Jo (Jr.) became impossible to manage, he was growing out of proportion and was saying everywhere that I was him. He kept me in an psychic celar pretending I was in an other dimension fighting for the sake of mankind...
He started to behave like me, proudly lauding MY opinions without thinking od the consequences.
I had no choice but trying to stop him before it would be too late.
We had dinner at Ladurré one evening and I explained to him all my troubles and the fact that he was becoming too important in MY life. He did not care, he seemed totally sure that he could manage my life like I never could have. When he broke his fourth glass of Champagne and suddenly left the table to rush out, I knew that it would never ever be the same again. I also knew he would head for a taxi just like I do and would be back in the house he thought was his...
We arrived almost at the same time. Of course I had the keys and did not knock a the door. He was standing there with a knife. The stereo was playing "the bewlay brothers". "No, don't do that!" I yield. "Don't play the so-called alternate mix, it is shorter!!"
"I'm not joking" he said. "Only one of us can survive"...
"You're right... We went too far." As I was talking to him I was insisiously getting closer and closer, and manage with a subtle move to take the knife out of his hand (that he thought was mine).
"what are you going to do?" he asked me with my sexy, low and dettached voice.
What I have to... I went behind him, put the knife on his throat and with tears in the eyes cut it.
"Goodbye Sweet Prince..." I could hardly forget you...
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I loved Fight Club too.
Anyway, welcome back. I think you should be on the next 'men of fb.net calender'.
 I'd walk her everyday, into a shady place
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hWolsky
= Cult of Ray =
France
696 Posts |
Posted - 09/09/2005 : 02:37:12
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With Grand Pleasure Maître Monkey. What do I have to do for this honour?
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Homers_pet_monkey
= Official forum monkey =
United Kingdom
17125 Posts |
Posted - 09/09/2005 : 06:10:01
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Just keep looking as good as you are.
I'd walk her everyday, into a shady place
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Monsieur
* Dog in the Sand *
France
1688 Posts |
Posted - 09/09/2005 : 07:42:07
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hWolsky,
Are you a Gypsy?
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hWolsky
= Cult of Ray =
France
696 Posts |
Posted - 09/09/2005 : 07:43:30
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Yes, a Gypsycho-man.
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 09/09/2005 : 08:16:24
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hWolsky is back in town
