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Title: hey
Post by: Kodiakclock on May 12, 2009, 07:09:15 PM
just got backfromchilling, sup clockcrew
Title: hey
Post by: Clocktopus on May 12, 2009, 08:07:25 PM
oh no
Title: hey
Post by: FLOUNDERMAN_CLOCK on May 12, 2009, 08:09:38 PM
I just got back as well. Chilled on my first day back. Yes, I AM that hardcore. Nice to see ya buddy.
Title: hey
Post by: Kombucha on May 12, 2009, 08:11:05 PM
With girls?
Title: hey
Post by: FLOUNDERMAN_CLOCK on May 12, 2009, 08:18:10 PM
Quote from: Jugger;1577288With girls?

Chilling, as in, in a fridge. He's been cryogenically preserved to save the future from almost certain destruction. He must travel deep below clocktopia, traversing the perils of it's ancient forgotten catacombs. Remnants of darker times, when the cult of Sthek Kl'hk still held power. And at the bottom of this horrid place, he must free BilliardBall10 from his prison, so he may pursue his destiny as the chosen one.
Title: hey
Post by: Kombucha on May 12, 2009, 08:27:07 PM
But were there girls?
Title: hey
Post by: GodClock on May 12, 2009, 08:52:32 PM
with triangle duh
Title: hey
Post by: Kombucha on May 12, 2009, 08:54:37 PM
Oh, of course.
Title: hey
Post by: TequilaClock on May 12, 2009, 08:57:31 PM
Quote from: Jugger;1577288With girls?
came here to post this
Title: hey
Post by: GearBoxClock on May 12, 2009, 08:58:59 PM
I was chilled for... too long for my tastes. By someone who I had never seen before.
Title: hey
Post by: splatter on May 12, 2009, 09:38:38 PM
oh no
Title: hey
Post by: Sombra on May 12, 2009, 09:50:50 PM
Nice to see you back buddy.
Title: hey
Post by: GodClock on May 12, 2009, 10:14:49 PM
except its in direct reference to you
Title: hey
Post by: FLOUNDERMAN_CLOCK on May 12, 2009, 10:17:16 PM
100 bottles of clamade, 100 bottles uh clam. Ya take one down, pass it around, 99 bottles of clamade on the wall.
Title: hey
Post by: mauserclock on May 13, 2009, 01:46:22 AM
and all yall hatas dat sayin i aint for real fuck all yall/ no vasilene