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Post by trueincarnate on Mar 23, 2011 20:26:07 GMT -5
Well, I was chilling in buller clinic waiting for some patients to trickle in and went to work. Checked back in 8 hours latter and Im a corpse on the street. My own fault for not going to an extreamly heavy baracaded safehouse before work. So anyway I'll try to make my way to the veryard cemetery asap but I hear it's down too. So just point me in the right direction for a revive and I will shamble my way over there Romano style. Trueincarnate (at least I have faks on me)
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Post by trueincarnate on Mar 24, 2011 8:29:51 GMT -5
Thanks Cantero you are a freakin saint! When a man has control over death then there is nothing left to fear but taxes!
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Post by cantero on Mar 24, 2011 10:42:30 GMT -5
...and crab louses ♠
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Post by trueincarnate on Mar 24, 2011 12:44:49 GMT -5
I stand corrected! Rubbers don't protect you from creepy crawly jumping things. That is one reason to go Brazilian
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