Scruffy Posted October 19, 2003 Share Posted October 19, 2003 The year is 1927 on October 3rd.You see a teenager walking down the street but no one to know he will become a future leader of the Nation of Sruffion.He had bad grades in school that he had to drop out of school. 2 years later..... On Febuary 6th he and some freinds make a club but the next month it turned to a amry.On April 19, they all went to Nepal and no one knew the would strike on December 7th 1942! On that day of Dec. 7th they lost numbers of 100.But the gained a lot more that day Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jediduo Posted October 19, 2003 Share Posted October 19, 2003 um, ok? What's the point of this thread? It makes no sense! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clefo Posted October 20, 2003 Share Posted October 20, 2003 I know! This is a code! "Lorax and the three moons in 1966. Bongo Bongo Bongo!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Young David Posted October 20, 2003 Share Posted October 20, 2003 "Submarine Anzio sets sail to the coast of Austria in 1874" I hope he gets the message Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth Homer Posted October 22, 2003 Share Posted October 22, 2003 A long, long time ago....actually, it wasn't a long, long time ago...really it was only last year...So, last year, the Hilafelins decided that they were tired of living on their tiny little island. So, each and every one; every man, woman, and child; packed up their things and moved. Problem is, they didn't have a destination to move to. So suddenly the world had the entire population of Hilafelins moving about from country to country, looking for a place to settle. As it turns out, this was not a major concern as there were only thirty of them. They looked in Libya, the desert was too hot and sandy for them. They looked in Greenland, but that was too cold and icey. They looked in the USA; too many freedoms. They looked in China; too few freedoms. They looked in Iraq; too much war. They looked in Switzerland; too much peace. They looked all over, but found problems with everywhere they looked. Finally, they returned back to the original island from which they came. Everybody settled back into their old homes. Two days later, the island suddenly sank into the ocean. The moral of the story is: Jumping trains at midnight is fun. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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