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Greetings... let's put it this way.... you have a game... and you like
to play it.... so you do.... but then you roll snake eyes... and you
take a beeting... so you get your friend to help... but you really don't
like him.. but hey.. he's got friends helping him... and even though he
dosen't like him.. and visa versa... all of you together might.. win!...
of corse no one but you understands that your friends are playing for
defernt goals.. all of them wrong... but in your own sick way.. you
enjoy it... so you egg it on... and then you by a hot dog... and name it
sam... .but you see... sams only come in 10 packs... and buns.. well..
they come in 8... so your screwd again... but it's okay... cause you
really wanted a shot of vodka any way.... so you enjoy the game... and
win... though no one knows what your playing for.... ta ta... welcome to
the clan malkavine.. I am your Premogen.... Mask.... you will obay all
rules of the masqurade... unless given spechial permision... that meens
no free love making of malk newborns... talk to me first.. if you can
not reach me.. talk to Cymoril, Darkwhisper, or send me a letter... ((
I know I'm hard to find.. email me with a IC letter at
mask1984@hotmail.com an I will get back to you asap)) ...if you don't..
I'll be forced to beat you with many a wet noodle and pink lawn
decirations.... rember... 32.. ta ta for now my children... much love
and hate as it was ment to be given and as taken ... smoochies from me
to you...
Mask
(Cin's note: To preserve artistic integrity, I have decided to leave the typos in place. ~laughing~)
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