My loins are burning, Paul. This is a match made in the fires of hell.
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My loins are burning, Paul. This is a match made in the fires of hell.
The news of Rye's banning spread like wildfire, man. My head was burning with rage, like an uncontrollable everlasting match ignited for all eternity. I demand justice, before I raze the earth with fire and take justice for Rye and for myself. :mad2:
I see nothing of the sort!
Wheres the anger in this thread. :(
Just wait. It'll happen.
Quite so. :mog:
I am the fury, the flames of my rage will incinerate you! I came back from space. As I returned I had one vision - the world set ablaze and do you know what I saw there? FURY
wow, that was a little jenova-esque. rye threatened me via pm. wasnt very intimidating.
The only way to settle this is with a hip hop dance off.
oh no.