kmmnderkoala

Is this the issue you were referring to?

The earthly hell In this land a mother mourns her son, where t'would seem the end days have come- A land in the east, where horror is king, a land where not one angel does sing. Atrocities abound in this forsaken state, where murder and rape are commonplace. Two demons struggle for dominance, and armies match their belligerent stance. A father dies, his child cries, as each despot repeats his shameless lies. He cares not of this misery, which has bred from his hypocrisy. He allows the innocents to bleed, to fuel his insatiable greed. Each will fight his unjust war, until the last good man lives no more. In this place, no man would gladly dwell, for it is certainly the earthly hell. Pray for those who cannot buy bread, Pray for those who drip constant red, Pray for this land called syria. What do yall think?

first off, nice to meet you! second, as a member of the united states army, i salute you (no pun intended) and wish you well, and thank you for your service. my dad is in the foreign service, and i live on a military base; I've seen firsthand a small piece of the dedication of the military.

i think she's promoting communism, but still good music.

Huh. Looks like it would be enjoyable. Unfortunately, im an unpopular, antisocial, 13 year old living all the way across the ocean. Any of those 4 disqualifies me. But when im older, if ive developed a social life, i may try it.

thought it was a waste of money at first. till i saw the last pic. worth every penny, im sure. i actually said to myself out loud "oh heck".

thought it was a waste of money at first. till i saw the last pic. worth every penny, im sure. i actually said to myself out loud "oh heck".

ooooooh we've got a bunch of runescapers you wanna form a christian furs clan on runeescape? my first interaction with the larger "clan world" (well-established clans) was with the guardians, who are gone now. id love to found a new clan, possibly establish relations with the mafia. i have some powerful friends there. might establishrelations with thefurryclan, though they dislike me, and i should be able to establish relations with the dragon horde.

hello you named after the owl?

w'll, tis were m'nt f'r a school 'ssignment, b't, lets see what ye think. ( n't sure why im typin' tis' part like tis') well, here goes. Chapter 1 I, Tom Morgan, were a maroon. I were stranded on tis god forsaken place, called “Treasure Island”, aft our cap'n, one Long John Sil'er, port wi' th' part o' th' crew which had remained loyal. Ye see, we mutinied, wi' Sil'er as our new cap'n, cause we heard thar be treasure there. Aft Sil'er, th' old Devil, failed us, we assaulted him. Thar were five among us, a pair remain'n aft th' last fight It were a wonder me three shipmates 'n I ha’n’t come to blows; to th’ contrary, we had agreed t’ team t’gether t’ build ourselves a wee boat. Th’n, we’d head out t’ sea, 'n see if we can’t make it t’ land, d*** even want’d t’ give a go' 'n be off back into piracy. What a fool he were. ‘Bout the third week of gatherin’ supplies, d*** n’ I got ‘ n’ta a fight o’er some rations. “Those were min’” he w’d shout. He di’n’t e’en know ‘nough to count! I fired a shot in the air, ‘n he did too. We threw oaths at each other for 5 min’ts. I weren’t ‘timdated, and he took another shot, aimin’ straight ‘t me tis time, n’ kill me he did. Tha’s right, I’re talkin’ to ye from below, or ‘bove, or wherever this darn’d place be. d*** ‘n James, James were th’ other maroon, h’d to spend e’ch day gatherin’ firwood n’ gettin’ sprin’ water, ‘cause I were gone, n’ without me th’y di’n’t have ‘nough han’s t’ gather boat s’pplies.’ventually, one day, light’n struck a tree, it did, and i w’tched ‘em gatherin’ wood wi’ ease. Th’n, they had ‘nuff time left over t’ g’t workin’ sta’ted on th’ boat. I were watchin’ em, from w’ree’r I are, in fru’tra’n wi’ thy’re success. I’d stopped payin’ g’d ‘ttention, ‘till I heard a scream. Th’ fool d*** h’d lost grip o’ his hammer! It struck ‘im square ‘n ‘is head, it did, ‘n I watched, ‘n laughed, ‘n he stated babbling bout being a sto’y book cha’acta.”’tis a book, see? I’s j’st a sto’y! we d’nt exist!” James j’st put th’ lad down wi’ ‘is cutlass. James now h’d to manage ‘n ‘is own, ‘n th’ work on the boat was halted. O, ye c’n ‘magine I were pleased! Hee hee hee!!! ‘daily life ‘sisted o’ headin’ to th’ spring, bringin’ back water, n’ waitin’ for a ship to pass by. N’, what ye know, one day, someone d’d pass by- but th’y were thar t’ stay. Th’yre shipwrecked, too! And who might it be, but ol’ sil’er. Chapter 2 Sil’er semmed ‘n shock, why, I di’nt know quite yet. B’t, he h’d clerly got wha he ‘served, he were sick wi’ scurvy, n’ were starved, n’ had been livin’ off a canteen o’ water. James shoulda j’st killed the man, b’t ‘stead, he gave him th’ last of th’ food rations, ‘n th’ medicines ‘n such. James w’d go n’ hunt ‘n gather now. W’n siler were better, he ‘splained th’t he h’d got caught up ‘n a curr’nt. W’ll, James brought sil’er a gun, ‘n th’y sta’ted huntin’ more. Sil’er were a g’d shot, and killed twice what th’y both need. Coupla weeks pass’d,and th’y resumed work ‘n th’ boat. Sturdy, she were, it ‘stounds me to tis day tha’ th’y ‘ccomplished it. Sure, she were sturdy, alright, b’t she weren’t b’g nough th’y could b’th fit comft’bly. ‘prisn’ngly ‘nough, sil’er semmed satisfied. B’t, james… “arr, ye scurvy dog! Who be th’ one who caused t’is? Ye were!” b’th men drew a pistol ‘n a han’, ‘n a cutlass in th’ other. James fired a shot, ‘n hit his mark, ‘n, th’ last act o’ cap’n Long John SIl’er, were to take his cutlass, ‘n swing at James Roberts. The ol’ man missed, n’ fell t’ th’ gr’nd.James tried to leave th’ island, he d’d, but the waves made it h’rd. aft quite a bit o’ tryin’, he broke through the waves. His boat appea’d to be safe ‘gain. Aft’ all o’ his w’rk, he fin’lly made it to open sea. Tis were all g’d’n w’ll, fr’m his ‘spective, ‘nyway, until he noticed a ‘stake he made. W’n he were in o’en sea, wi’ no land ‘n sit, he noticed… he, in ‘is ‘sitement, h’d f’rgotten t’ figger out which way he were goin’.

@ tyger i remember u from ffc, and i think everyone wanted u there. ur a nice person. those who wouldn't want u around- /they/ are insane.

ooooh I've got a nice list. also, julia-where did u find that?? when i was little, living in china, i loved, it, and I've been looking for the name since six!!!!!! i had just accepted as a lost cause since, like, 10. i prob won't like it anymore, but I'm still happy to have found it. now, for/ music: hot and cold, katy perry dinosaur, kesha ( its funny!) waka waka, shakira let it rock. kevin rudolf( would be a ton better w/o waynes part in it) take me in, kutless and, sadly, i just discovered that regard has no iTunes account.... thats sad. i wanted to download "where'd you go".

This wasn't the response I was hoping to see. I distinctly remember that I was being civil when you defamed me' date=' insulted me, talked behind me back, and flat out attacked me when you left the forums last time. Yes Koala, I haven't forgotten any of what transpired. That being said, I am not saying I am not happy about you returning. Because I am glad of your return. I just hope this time around actual conversations can occur without insult laced language being used. [/quote'] i can see that we still won't be getting alone. :/

@ rukh i suppose. long as it is on both sides.