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Reply #30 on: December 15, 2010, 05:56:32 pm »
"Oh, even if they do find us at my place, I doubt they'll get in. It is an old military base, with literally mounds of ammo. It's lined with Sentry Turrets, Metal Storm machines, the works. You name it, I have it." He said, grabbing the ammo. He loaded his guns, using it all up.
"Wait, tunnels? There are a few in my base I discovered. Maybe these tunnels lead to it..?" He said, mostly thinking aloud.
"So, it's nice to meet you all. For those of you who didn't catch my name, It's Leon." He said, with a little wave.
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You kids these days with your Millenium Items, and your card games, and your loud music, and your Hula Hoops, and your hop scotch, and your Dungarees, and your lolipops, and your Sony Playstations, and your voice activated light switches, and your leather pants, and your artificial insemenation, and your blu-ray discs, and your pierced bullocks, and your bullfrogs, and your telekenisis, and your marvel comics and your Youtube dot com, and your nuclear physics, and your ingrowing toenails, and your Gears of War, and your Quentin Tarantino, and your power steering, and your elevators, and your Illigitimate offspring...
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So here we go, let's take a chance
On the hunt for the leather pants,
Lookin hard, no second chance,
The pinnacle of all evil plans,
Where's the Pharaoh with his stash?
Gotta get 'em right off his ass,
Magic powers that are locked inside,
Now? let the goodness we have to find.
Two villains that have been cursed,
Want to control the universe.
With a rod and a shiny necklace,
Well that's kinda odd.
But wait, they might have a chance,
To make their evil plan advance.
They're gonna have to get them some sexy Leather Pants.
Now sing it!
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