RE: the name's vanell0pe v0n schweetz RE: pres1dent 0f sugar rush speedway RE: as f0r why 1 wanna kn0w RE: why n0t? RE: 1f 1 d1dn't g0 messag1ng rand0m pe0ple 1'd be stuck just talk1ng t0 the guy wh0 made these th1ngs RE: and he's k1nd of a butt RE: 0kay y0ur turn
FT: Why art thou mixing numbers in your letters? FT: And I am Edward Poins, called Ned for short, FT: From London, England, Earth, the year FT: Of Our Lord fourteen and twelve.
FT: I already told thee that thou well art FT: From where I stand upon time's arrow-shaft FT: Looking forward to that which may yet be FT: Ot may not, as the ruthless fates decree.
FT: They do not, for they fain would chose FT: To speak in numbers rather than in letters FT: And will invoke a cheese-cake for a saint! FT: Thou art not 'normal', little unknown friend, FT: Nor art thou 'now': we're all but guests in here.
RE: what l1ke a man w1th h0les 1n h1m? RE: guys tend t0 n0t last very l0ng 0nce they get h0les 1n them RE: but anyway RE: y0u never answered my quest10n RE: are there d1n0saurs where y0u c0me fr0m? RE: 0r sh0uld 1 say when y0u c0me fr0m?
RE: yeah y0u t0ld me that already RE: y0u ser10usly d0n't kn0w what a d1n0saur 1s? RE: that's just sad RE: d1n0saurs are the c00lest th1ngs ever RE: they were g1ant l1zard b1rd th1ngs that l1ved a gaz1ll10n years ag0 RE: and they walked ar0und and swam and flew and r0ared and ate each 0ther and were super awes0me RE: d0es that r1ng any bells?
FT: The world hath not been made for such long years, FT: Much less mankind, to know such dragon-beasts, FT: Hence I would think thou spinnest a tall tale.
RE: whaddaya mean st0len? RE: 1t's m1ne RE: 1 g0t 1t the same way any0ne else d0es RE: there's n0 age l1m1t RE: the guy wh0 made these th1ngs 1s barely 0lder than me anyway
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RE: hey
RE: wh0's th1s?
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FT: If thou not knowest whom thou art addressing?
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RE: duhhhhhh
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FT: Then thou must tell me first of thine own self:
FT: Who art thou, and why wouldst thou wish to know?
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RE: pres1dent 0f sugar rush speedway
RE: as f0r why 1 wanna kn0w
RE: why n0t?
RE: 1f 1 d1dn't g0 messag1ng rand0m pe0ple 1'd be stuck just talk1ng t0 the guy wh0 made these th1ngs
RE: and he's k1nd of a butt
RE: 0kay y0ur turn
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FT: Why art thou mixing numbers in your letters?
FT: And I am Edward Poins, called Ned for short,
FT: From London, England, Earth, the year
FT: Of Our Lord fourteen and twelve.
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RE: dude
RE: y0u're fr0m the past?
RE: that's k1nd 0f awes0me
RE: are there d1n0saurs?
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FT: No, thou art from the future!
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RE: the future hasn't happened yet
RE: that's what makes 1t the future!
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FT: Thou hast not happened yet, indeed,
FT: So why is my device now dreaming thee?
FT: Art thou not real?
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RE: 1'm n0t fr0m the future
RE: *y0u're* fr0m the *past*
RE: weren't y0u pay1ng attent10n?
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FT: I already told thee that thou well art
FT: From where I stand upon time's arrow-shaft
FT: Looking forward to that which may yet be
FT: Ot may not, as the ruthless fates decree.
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FT: They do not, for they fain would chose
FT: To speak in numbers rather than in letters
FT: And will invoke a cheese-cake for a saint!
FT: Thou art not 'normal', little unknown friend,
FT: Nor art thou 'now': we're all but guests in here.
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RE: and wh0 made y0u the n0rmal p0l1ce?
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FT: He that hath made thy time 'the present',
FT: Hath me decreed the arbiter of normal.
FT: Also, a saint is known as 'holy man'.
Sorry for the long delay. But at least I have a chat icon for Vanellope now!
RE: guys tend t0 n0t last very l0ng 0nce they get h0les 1n them
RE: but anyway
RE: y0u never answered my quest10n
RE: are there d1n0saurs where y0u c0me fr0m?
RE: 0r sh0uld 1 say when y0u c0me fr0m?
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FT: What, prithee, does thou mean be 'dinosaurs'?
FT: Also, I hail from London, England, Earth,
FT: The year of OUr LOrd, fourteen and twelve.
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RE: y0u ser10usly d0n't kn0w what a d1n0saur 1s?
RE: that's just sad
RE: d1n0saurs are the c00lest th1ngs ever
RE: they were g1ant l1zard b1rd th1ngs that l1ved a gaz1ll10n years ag0
RE: and they walked ar0und and swam and flew and r0ared and ate each 0ther and were super awes0me
RE: d0es that r1ng any bells?
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FT: They sound like any other beasts, just cold.
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FT: Oh, thou woulds speak of dragons!
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RE: 1 guess they're k1nda l1ke drag0ns
RE: but d1n0saurs d0n't breathe f1re
RE: 1 th1nk
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FT: How doest thou not know of a thing like that
FT: If they're that large and wondrous as thou sayest?
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RE: n0t real 0nes anyway
RE: they all d1ed 0ut a gaz1ll10n years ag0
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FT: How much is a gazillion?
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RE: but less than 1nf1n1ty
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FT: The world hath not been made for such long years,
FT: Much less mankind, to know such dragon-beasts,
FT: Hence I would think thou spinnest a tall tale.
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RE: the w0rld 1s t0tally that 0ld
RE: they f0und b0nes and stuff
RE: ask any0ne
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FT: Thou doest not even know how many years
FT: Are those that part us from the dragon's age.
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RE: 1'm 0nly n1ne
RE: and yet 1 st1ll kn0w m0re ab0ut earth h1st0ry than y0u d0
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FT: Only nine? Thou art a merest brat?
FT: Whose device is it then that thou hast stolen?
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RE: 1t's m1ne
RE: 1 g0t 1t the same way any0ne else d0es
RE: there's n0 age l1m1t
RE: the guy wh0 made these th1ngs 1s barely 0lder than me anyway
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FT: He's young, for sooth, but not a child
FT: That hardly hath his letters. And thou art!
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RE: 1 kn0w what d1n0saurs are
RE: and y0u d0n't
RE: wh0's the stup1d 0ne here?
RE: 1'll g1ve y0u a h1nt
RE: 1t's n0t me
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FT: Not knowing things doeth not make for stupidity,
FT: It makes for ignorance, which may be remedied
FT: While stupid stays eternal.