i agree... where i live my friends and i all play tons of video games n comp games whatever... and 2 of my friends got into WoW and have been playin it nonstop... they let me play once and i got their account banned cuz i was usin one of their like lvl 30 chars and a lvl 60 guy killed me and i cussed him out n then told one of WoW's overpompous god damn moderators to go f_ _k a giraffe then he said "say that again and i ban your account" i was like um okay sorry... dont go f_ _k a giraffe go F_ _k a level 60 tauren warrior. and my friends got banned form that server. goes to show. WoW = War of Wannabe's. Wannabe hardcore gamers. even the lvl 60s (max lvl) on there havent tried anywhere near ashard as lvl 80-90+ on d2... fckem.
lots of xmen fans here lol... other good movies? Pirates 2 coming out... dunno about you but Jonny Depps my favorite actor and Keira Knightleys the hottest woman ever... orlando bloom needs to learn how to act. if you think im lying buy the special edition of Curse of the Black Pearl and on the bonus disk watch "Blooper Reel." He coughs and messes up so many times its kind of embarrasing just watching him. =D if ur his fan i guess hes good looking but like my girl says.... anyways if i was a chick id think hes much better as frail little legolas than HARDCORE WILLIAM TURNER PIRATELORD OF THE CARRIBEAN! wow im getting out of hand someone hold me back.. by now your probably wondering where this is going so im going to tell you a story: (Skip next paragraph)
"No one intended to leave Martha alone that afternoon, but it happened that everyone was called away, for one reason or another. Mrs. McFarland was attending the weekly card party held by the Women’s Anti-Gambling League. Sister Nell’s young man had called quite unexpectedly to take her for a long drive. Papa was at the office, as usual. It was Mary Ann’s day out. As for Emeline, she certainly should have stayed in the house and looked after the little girl; but Emeline had a restless nature.“Would you mind, miss, if I just crossed the alley to speak a word to Mrs. Carleton’s girl?” she asked Martha.
“’Course not,” replied the child. “You’d better lock the back door, though, and take the key, for I shall be upstairs.”
“Oh, I’ll do that, of course, miss,” said the delighted maid, and ran away to spend the afternoon with her friend, leaving Martha quite alone in the big house, and locked in, into the bargain.
The little girl read a few pages in her new book, sewed a few stitches in her embroidery and started to “play visiting” wither her four favorite dolls. Then she remembered that in the attic was a doll’s playhouse that hadn’t been used for months, so she decided she would dust it and put it in order.
Filled with this idea, the girl climbed the winding stairs to the big room under the roof. It was well lighted by three dormer windows and was warm and pleasant. Around the walls were rows of boxes and trunks, piles of old carpeting, pieces of damaged furniture, bundles of discarded clothing and other odds and ends of more or less value. Every well-regulated house has an attic of this sort, so I need not describe it.
The doll’s house had been moved, but after a search Martha found it away over in a corner near the big chimney.
She drew it out and noticed that behind it was a black wooden chest which Uncle Walter had sent over from Italy years and years ago—before Martha was born, in fact. Mamma had told her about it one day; how there was no key to it, because Uncle Walter wished it to remain unopened until he returned home; and how this wandering uncle, who was a mighty hunter, had gone into Africa to hunt elephants and had never been heard from afterwards.
The little girl looked at the chest curiously, now that it had by accident attracted her..."
they should have a shadow class like a type of assassin that super quick and hard to see but cant take like any damage... the vampire ideas good but blizzard seems to generic to try anything like that -_^
hey everyone my names Emmett i play as Deathwyng... on D2x Uswest nonladder my account is Austria[cN] . add me if you want, i'm super nice, im rowdy i duel if u wanna pwn someone and i give away tons of free... cant wait for diablo 3 to come out... just found this site it looks right up my alley!
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"No one intended to leave Martha alone that afternoon, but it happened that everyone was called away, for one reason or another. Mrs. McFarland was attending the weekly card party held by the Women’s Anti-Gambling League. Sister Nell’s young man had called quite unexpectedly to take her for a long drive. Papa was at the office, as usual. It was Mary Ann’s day out. As for Emeline, she certainly should have stayed in the house and looked after the little girl; but Emeline had a restless nature.“Would you mind, miss, if I just crossed the alley to speak a word to Mrs. Carleton’s girl?” she asked Martha.
“’Course not,” replied the child. “You’d better lock the back door, though, and take the key, for I shall be upstairs.”
“Oh, I’ll do that, of course, miss,” said the delighted maid, and ran away to spend the afternoon with her friend, leaving Martha quite alone in the big house, and locked in, into the bargain.
The little girl read a few pages in her new book, sewed a few stitches in her embroidery and started to “play visiting” wither her four favorite dolls. Then she remembered that in the attic was a doll’s playhouse that hadn’t been used for months, so she decided she would dust it and put it in order.
Filled with this idea, the girl climbed the winding stairs to the big room under the roof. It was well lighted by three dormer windows and was warm and pleasant. Around the walls were rows of boxes and trunks, piles of old carpeting, pieces of damaged furniture, bundles of discarded clothing and other odds and ends of more or less value. Every well-regulated house has an attic of this sort, so I need not describe it.
The doll’s house had been moved, but after a search Martha found it away over in a corner near the big chimney.
She drew it out and noticed that behind it was a black wooden chest which Uncle Walter had sent over from Italy years and years ago—before Martha was born, in fact. Mamma had told her about it one day; how there was no key to it, because Uncle Walter wished it to remain unopened until he returned home; and how this wandering uncle, who was a mighty hunter, had gone into Africa to hunt elephants and had never been heard from afterwards.
The little girl looked at the chest curiously, now that it had by accident attracted her..."
Anyways am i bored or what? peace
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