Posted by: "Dutch" on November 28, 2004 at 21:03:03

Sticks & stones may break my bones but words will-------well those words kinda hurt AAAAAWWWW better go back to sleep my little batty fiend......I must crush you from exsitance & prevail for the good of mankind....You'll wish you were never on my street let alone @ my front door. As I remember I seemed to slice off a finger of yours in a previous fight....This time I won't be so nice...... nice poem though......really.....I'll bet you've decorated the castle in such a lovely way.... : We have faced in times long past. : Each time you hoped would be the last. : I stood, defiant, outside your door. : You screamed at cried, "Be gone!" "No more!" : But each game I returned and sought your bunker. : Inside you feared me, in a corner you hunkered. : The attacks were steady, and the stories grew. : An attack me "me and one" became an assault by "a crew." : I've stepped away to deal with greater foes. : But now I'm returning with your fears and woes. : Again to stand outside your door : and defy your XO, and security, once more. : So prepare yourself, mortal, for the coming night. : For with it comes an awful fright. : In your ears these words shall burn, : "Run for your lives...for I have returned!" : Vladislaus III Dracula : Order of the Dragon : Son Of Vlad II Dracul : Prince of Wallachia

Follow Ups: Guess I woke up on the wrong side of the coffin "Vladislaus Dracula" Wallachia 19:00:33 11/30/04 (0) Post a Followup Show your name as: DefaultRealnameBothNickname E-Mail address (eg: joeschmoe@aol.com): Show your e-mail address? DefaultYesNo Your Password: Don't have a password? CLICK HERE - Forgot your password? CLICK HERE Subject: Subject:Message: : Sticks & stones may break my bones : but words will-------well those words kinda hurt : : AAAAAWWWW better go back to sleep my little batty fiend......I must crush you from exsitance & prevail for the good of mankind....You'll wish you were never on my street let alone @ my front door. : As I remember I seemed to slice off a finger of yours in a previous fight....This time I won't be so nice...... : nice poem though......really.....I'll bet you've decorated the castle in such a lovely way.... : : We have faced in times long past. : : Each time you hoped would be the last. : : I stood, defiant, outside your door. : : You screamed at cried, "Be gone!" "No more!" : : But each game I returned and sought your bunker. : : Inside you feared me, in a corner you hunkered. : : The attacks were steady, and the stories grew. : : An attack me "me and one" became an assault by "a crew." : : I've stepped away to deal with greater foes. : : But now I'm returning with your fears and woes. : : Again to stand outside your door : : and defy your XO, and security, once more. : : So prepare yourself, mortal, for the coming night. : : For with it comes an awful fright. : : In your ears these words shall burn, : : "Run for your lives...for I have returned!" : : Vladislaus III Dracula : : Order of the Dragon : : Son Of Vlad II Dracul : : Prince of Wallachia [ Follow Ups ] [ Post Followup ] [ WARPIG Rec Talk ]