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"Good Morning Class" - The Flames of Coinalot
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nwcs
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January 10, 2005 6:04AM
All right, you brought up the one that mentions me!
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IrishMike
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January 10, 2005 6:17AM
Fortunately my one and only appearance also.
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MadMonk
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January 10, 2005 6:58AM
Bravo!
Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
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Bear
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January 10, 2005 7:39AM
OH, how I miss the the Tales of Yore. The mischief, the mayhem .
Twas truly a world filled with sound and fury, signifying nothing.
When Oh when shall we be once again regaled with ribald mirth
and fantesy. My soul thirsteth, for what once was and now is lost
in the mist of time.
There once was a place called
Camelot
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Bear
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January 10, 2005 8:16AM
For the night shift.
There once was a place called
Camelot
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IrishMike
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January 10, 2005 8:25AM
Not much has changed around here in two years either.
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FatMan
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January 10, 2005 9:49AM
The Late Great Bard, oh how we miss thee.
I come bearing a "Golden" gift in honor of thee. Rise-up from the land of sleep Great Bard and release us from our Monday "Blues".
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cladking
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January 10, 2005 10:40AM
<< <i>The Late Great Bard, oh how we miss thee.
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Not only is he not dead the body isn't even twitching. And if our patience
is never rewarded there is still a great
legacy
to review.
Tempus fugit.
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Twas truly a world filled with sound and fury, signifying nothing.
When Oh when shall we be once again regaled with ribald mirth
and fantesy. My soul thirsteth, for what once was and now is lost
in the mist of time.
Camelot
Camelot
I come bearing a "Golden" gift in honor of thee. Rise-up from the land of sleep Great Bard and release us from our Monday "Blues".
<< <i>The Late Great Bard, oh how we miss thee.
>>
Not only is he not dead the body isn't even twitching. And if our patience
is never rewarded there is still a great legacy to review.