03-15-2008, 04:38 PM
Some one from Germantown Tenn walloped me good!Thank you a wicked lot for the great sticks and the needed humi device!Thank you!
Elvis kicked my pug butt.....
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03-15-2008, 04:38 PM
Some one from Germantown Tenn walloped me good!Thank you a wicked lot for the great sticks and the needed humi device!Thank you!
03-15-2008, 04:56 PM
Wow, thats out right animal abuse. hock: Nice hit on the pug.
Mmmmm. Elvis? I have a feeling I know who this cat is.
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03-15-2008, 05:02 PM
Awesome, absolutely Awesome hit.
03-15-2008, 05:11 PM
WOWThat's not just a kick!
That's hitting him with a truck & then backing over him .....twice!!
If Sonny had EZ-Pass, he'd have survived that hit...
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03-15-2008, 05:33 PM
Such genorsity! Elvis, you did a hell of a job. MMMMMMM, is this the guy (T) that says, don't ever bomb me!!
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03-15-2008, 07:29 PM
Thats what i'm thinking....T is secretly smacking folks.
03-15-2008, 07:44 PM
what a great, fully encompassing bomb. poor pug!
03-15-2008, 09:05 PM
Definitely the madman Terry....he has a hook with the Hydras!
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03-15-2008, 10:36 PM
What a looser to drop that dog rocket Cohiba on you. He sure does move slow because you had a humidity prob back in Nov. Better late then never I guess. Good luck with the fans.
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