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Post by PASTIE on Jul 17, 2006 22:50:50 GMT -1
At first I was alone, a lone chink of artificial light in the recesses of darkness...  ...and for weeks I Prowled these corridors alone. Gradually though, shadow by shadow, other Prowlers emerged. I walked through a twilight world of solitude and found kindred spirits here. Where I had haunted alone, tiptoeing through the residue of daytime children's activities (occasionally planting a seed of darkness) others came and found me. As the darkness enveloped me, I found myself less and less alone... THe original corridors of my haunt became chipped and tarnished. Treasured memories became clouded and lost. Reinvigorated by the comrades of darkness I became determined to find a home for the late night Prowlers. Until we become persecuted once more, come find us here! For here we will gather and spout shite; here shall be the essential meeting place of those with nothing to say and no co-ordinated means with which to type it. For a while it is our new home. Come Prowlers come! And advise PASTIE to stay off Kronenburg... Start full of bollocks as we mean to go on! Climb aboard! |
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Post by Super Danny Webber on Jul 17, 2006 22:51:27 GMT -1
first poster again  |
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Post by danthered on Jul 17, 2006 22:53:35 GMT -1
YeeHaa it's late night PARTY time prowlers of the world unite ;D
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Post by PASTIE on Jul 17, 2006 22:53:41 GMT -1
Welcome!
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Post by Sterland (S4E) on Jul 17, 2006 22:54:11 GMT -1
And I for one, am ready to spout shite!!
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Post by GresleyRam©®™ on Jul 17, 2006 22:54:20 GMT -1
At first I was alone, a lone chink of artificial light in the recesses of darkness... ...and for weeks I Prowled these corridors alone. Gradually though, shadow by shadow, other Prowlers emerged. I walked through a twilight world of solitude and found kindred spirits here. Where I had haunted alone, tiptoeing through the residue of daytime children's activities (occasionally planting a seed of darkness) others came and found me. As the darkness enveloped me, I found myself less and less alone... THe original corridors of my haunt became chipped and tarnished. Treasured memories became clouded and lost. Reinvigorated by the comrades of darkness I became determined to find a home for the late night Prowlers. Until we become persecuted once more, come find us here! For here we will gather and spout shite; here shall be the essential meeting place of those with nothing to say and no co-ordinated means with which to type it. For a while it is our new home. Come Prowlers come! And advise PASTIE to stay off Kronenburg... Start full of bollocks as we mean to go on! Climb aboard! Mate...im welling up here!!!! Absolute quality my friend!! Now get back to corridors 1 and give us a final verse...it seems only right!!  |
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Post by Super Danny Webber on Jul 17, 2006 22:54:25 GMT -1
me too...
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Post by mortontheblade on Jul 17, 2006 22:54:26 GMT -1
what....up?
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Post by PASTIE on Jul 17, 2006 22:54:30 GMT -1
Hey did you write Prowlers of the world unite before I did on the original corridors thread?
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Post by GresleyRam©®™ on Jul 17, 2006 22:56:16 GMT -1
Right lads - i have to be off now!!!
Enjoy the new surroundings, and treat them like your own home!!
Talk soon prowly people!!
P.S PASTIE...DONT FORGET THE BINS!!!!!
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Post by PASTIE on Jul 17, 2006 22:56:42 GMT -1
At first I was alone, a lone chink of artificial light in the recesses of darkness... ...and for weeks I Prowled these corridors alone. Gradually though, shadow by shadow, other Prowlers emerged. I walked through a twilight world of solitude and found kindred spirits here. Where I had haunted alone, tiptoeing through the residue of daytime children's activities (occasionally planting a seed of darkness) others came and found me. As the darkness enveloped me, I found myself less and less alone... THe original corridors of my haunt became chipped and tarnished. Treasured memories became clouded and lost. Reinvigorated by the comrades of darkness I became determined to find a home for the late night Prowlers. Until we become persecuted once more, come find us here! For here we will gather and spout shite; here shall be the essential meeting place of those with nothing to say and no co-ordinated means with which to type it. For a while it is our new home. Come Prowlers come! And advise PASTIE to stay off Kronenburg... Start full of bollocks as we mean to go on! Climb aboard! Mate...im welling up here!!!! Absolute quality my friend!! Now get back to corridors 1 and give us a final verse...it seems only right!!  I feel like I signed it off with a fitting epitaph already! And in true LNF fashion from the old days, PMV just woke. That's me gone I suspect! Welcome to a new era! |
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Post by PASTIE on Jul 17, 2006 22:58:25 GMT -1
Right lads - i have to be off now!!! Enjoy the new surroundings, and treat them like your own home!! Talk soon prowly people!! P.S PASTIE...DONT FORGET THE BINS!!!!!Fuckin star! Job done! Night all! Prowlers forever!!! I need to drink less  |
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Post by Golden_Boy™ on Jul 17, 2006 22:58:28 GMT -1
At first I was alone, a lone chink of artificial light in the recesses of darkness... ...and for weeks I Prowled these corridors alone. Gradually though, shadow by shadow, other Prowlers emerged. I walked through a twilight world of solitude and found kindred spirits here. Where I had haunted alone, tiptoeing through the residue of daytime children's activities (occasionally planting a seed of darkness) others came and found me. As the darkness enveloped me, I found myself less and less alone... THe original corridors of my haunt became chipped and tarnished. Treasured memories became clouded and lost. Reinvigorated by the comrades of darkness I became determined to find a home for the late night Prowlers. Until we become persecuted once more, come find us here! For here we will gather and spout shite; here shall be the essential meeting place of those with nothing to say and no co-ordinated means with which to type it. For a while it is our new home. Come Prowlers come! And advise PASTIE to stay off Kronenburg... Start full of bollocks as we mean to go on! Climb aboard! Thats fuckin beautiful man!! <wipes tear> This is a new beginning, and we do intend to start as we mean to carry on, I hereby swear to talk bollocks along with my buddies at any given night time moment! ;D |
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Post by Golden_Boy™ on Jul 17, 2006 22:59:55 GMT -1
Gresley has taken over my role inwhich I have so neglected I see  well at least PASTIE'll remember.... Night Gents! |
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Post by danthered on Jul 17, 2006 23:04:36 GMT -1
An end of an Era and new beginnig, Beautiful - Night gang ;D
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Post by Sterland (S4E) on Jul 17, 2006 23:07:08 GMT -1
Fellas, I think we did something here tonight! We have locked and loaded and readied ourselves for a whole bunch of new ones whilst finally securing the old ones.. And with that, I am off.. Laters..
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Post by Super Danny Webber on Jul 17, 2006 23:08:03 GMT -1
night
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Jul 18, 2006 2:48:14 GMT -1
Comes in looks around  A new Prowlers thread cool. |
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Post by PASTIE on Jul 18, 2006 18:01:17 GMT -1
Gresley has taken over my role inwhich I have so neglected I see well at least PASTIE'll remember.... Night Gents! Steady - there is no room for complacency - I'm still only as good as the team around me |
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Post by PASTIE on Jul 18, 2006 18:03:36 GMT -1
Fellas, I think we did something here tonight! We have locked and loaded and readied ourselves for a whole bunch of new ones whilst finally securing the old ones.. And with that, I am off.. Laters.. Good job well done. Exalted for services to the thread. Quite shocked by having written that given the state I was in this morning. Lucky I didn't have curry too or Exeter Services would have taken their second hammering of the week this morning. In the end, I spent the morning mackeral fishing off a boat bobbing gently in the waters off South Devon with just 12 kids. I got paid for that. Sometimes mine is a great job! |
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well at least PASTIE'll remember....
