The Swim Archive

[desantoos]

Dear itsacoaster,

The people in '03 seemed kind of dumb. At least, that's what I gathered from the one thread I entered in '03.

So they should call the wahmbulance.

[itsacoaster]

Dear desantoos,

Looks like I posted about 70 times in '03. My wacky antics haven't changed. I hope all the people I pwned over the years have called the wahmbulance.

[desantoos]

Dear itsacoaster,

True, but you do not yet have the ability to pwn werewolves.

Call the wahmbulance.

[itsacoaster]

Dear desantoos,

There can be only one pwner of werewolves.

Everyone else can just call the wahmbulance.

[Roche]

*calls wahmbulance*



That's right; I action-posted. *tells you to call the wahmbulance*

[Sir_Master_Chief]

Don't forget the emo kids, too.

[desantoos]

Dear Sir Master Cheif,

The Emo kids have been vanquished. Your fear is unnecessary.

Therefore, call the wahmbulance.

[Sir_Master_Chief]

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desantoos wrote:
Dear Sir Master Cheif,

The Emo kids have been vanquished. Your fear is unnecessary.

Therefore, call the wahmbulance.

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You sure? There might still be some emo kids hiding out somewhere.

--"The absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence." ~Rummie

[Komichi]

But have the boy bands been killed?

[I_PWN_WEREWOLVES]

dear everyoene here,

make me a pie

[desantoos]

Dear I PWN WEREWOLVES,

What type of pie?

[I_am_Jacks_STD]

Dear desantoos,

It's got to be pumpkin pie.

Also, you should call the wahmbulance for immediate pie delivery.

[desantoos]

Dear Jack's Sexually Transmitted Disease,

I thought it was apple.








Oh well.














I'll call the wahmbulance.

[itsacoaster]

Dear I_PWN_WEREWOLVES,

I lack the knowledge to make you a pie.

Call the wahmbulence.

[I_am_Jacks_STD]

Dear itsacoaster,

You misspelled "wahmbulance."

Who you gonna call?  GHOSTBUSTERS!  THE WAHMBULANCE!

[itsacoaster]

Dear I am Jack's STD,

I fail. I'm going to drown myself. But first to the wahmbulance for a slap in da faise.

[desantoos]

Dear itsacoaster,

Your bathtub is dirty, and unsuitable for drowning.

Call the wahmbulance.

[Roche]

Dear desantoos or current resident,

You're one to talk. Your toilet hasn't been the same after Mexican take-out night.

As they say in my country; "Call the wahmbulance"

[Whelp]

Dear Roche,

I farted in your laundry basket
Call the wahmbulance.

[Roche]

Dear Mom,

I know.

But Fabreeze keeps my cloths spring-breeze fresh,

no matter how much sphincter-wind they are exposed to.

I got 10 bucks for saying that. Say hi to my friend, Mr. Wah. M. Bulance

[desantoos]

Dear Roche,

You are a plant and plants are bad according to that post one of Odin's alts said in Rants.

Call the wahmbulance.

[Whelp]

Dear desantoos,

Your underpants waistband is showing.

It contains a horrible streak mark.

Call the wahmbulance.

[JadedPoet]

Dear Whelp,

Your half-hearted attempts at feminist impersonations have failed miserably.

I suggest you take up something more practical, like crocheting.

But, from what I can perceive, your masochist qualities forbade you so.

Broaden your horizons and call the wahmbulance.

[Whelp]

Dear Jaded Poet,

Your mother was a corpulent bedswerver and your father dealt with hatters and mendicants

Call the wahmbulance.

[desantoos]

Dear Whelp,

I saw you naked. You lack quite a bit.

Call the wahmbulance.