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Post by Traffic on Oct 5, 2010 16:00:29 GMT -5
we fight hard, we make sacrifices, we give our lives for the war that rages for weeks on end, and when the battle is over, we prepare for another, every month we strive for that final attack, before our valorous rampage is through, snuffed by another warrior with our same determination. our glory is stolen away by our double across the field of battle. we fight in a war where Germans win WW2, where the confederate army beat their brothers to the north. we fight in a world over taken by aliens, god like immortals, and demonic children who take control of our mortal thoughts. but at the end of the wars, the never ending conflict, for a split second, we stand as one, we stand as winners, there are no losers at the end of our hell bent rampage of conquest. we stand Proud, as brothers, and sisters. we stand as paintballers, proud of our strive and determination. on opposite sides we fight...yet we still stand as one.
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Post by mikeypoopoo on Oct 5, 2010 17:39:31 GMT -5
Here I sit broken hearted, thought I "POO'ED" but only farted.........rotflmao..................
that was nice traffic very well put........
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