Hanz

But they aren't magical waffles.

I'm in.

It really doesn't.

Why would a code be against the rules?

Personally, I really don't like the yellow myself.

My name sounds nothing like "Hands" It is more like Han (as in Han Solo) with a z.

Perhaps we need a dining establishment.

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Already way ahead of you on this one.

I try, but with work and school and everything else going on it is really hard to find the time. More often than not I just put the game back on my shelf when I am done.

My suggestions: Slab Bulkhead Fridge Largemeat Punt Speedchunk Butch Deadlift Bold Bigflank Splint Chesthair Flint Ironstag Bolt Vanderhuge Thick McRunfast Blast Hardcheese Buff Drinklots Trunk Slamchest Fist Rockbone Stump Beefgnaw Smash Lampjaw Punch Rockgroin Buck Plankchest Stump Chunkman Dirk Hardpeck Rip Steakface Slate Slabrock Crud Bonemeal Brick Hardmeat Rip Sidecheek Punch Sideiron Gristle McThornBody Slake Fistcrunch Buff Hardback Bob Johnson Blast Thickneck Crunch Buttsteak Slab Squatthrust Lump Beefrock Touch Rustrod Reef Blastbody Big McLargeHuge Smoke Manmuscle Beat Punchbeef Pack Blowfist Roll Fizzlebeef

I'm still worried about this one, especially with the horrible track record of films based of Alan Moore's work.

We are more alike than unalike, my dear Captain. I have pores. Humans have pores. I have... fingerprints. Humans have fingerprints. My chemical nutrients are like your blood. If you prick me... do I not... leak?

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Welcome aboard!

Welcome aboard! Glad to have you join us!

If you are updating your thread like this, then don't worry about double posting. Anyway, brilliant stuff. I decided to watch you on deviantart.

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http://serenesforest.net/forums/index.php?showtopic=8000 Already posted.

When I die, I want to be frozen. And if they have to freeze me in pieces, so be it. I will wake up stronger than ever, because I will have used that time to figure out exactly why I died. And what moves I could have used to defend myself better now that I know what hold he had me in.

Last year I came to work with my spud-gun in a duffle bag. I sat at my desk all day with a rifle that shoots potatoes at 60 pounds per square inch. Can you imagine if I was deranged?

I come from a long line of fighters. My maternal grandfather was the toughest guy I ever knew. World War Two veteran. Killed twenty men then spent the rest of the war in an Allied prison camp. My father... battled blood pressure and obesity all his life. Different kind of fight.

I haven't heard anything yet but I certainly hope so.