Conquer Club

Dude. Amanda's a guy.

I just finished preparing my state and federal tax returns. It's definitely a pain in the ass to prepare them, but it's worth it because I still get a refund.

Life must be hard after high school.

*increases amount of posts in this thread by 1*

you're welcome

hmm...this thread is getting a bit boring. Maybe I should add my own self-narrative.

*So there I was sitting in front of my computer screen as bored and tired as ever. I thought that maybe coming to CC tonight would help me stayed entertained but unlike most nights, this one didn't seem like it was going to work out that way.*

Be my guest.

I'm making a survey. Yay!

Not.

*I was just about to call it a night when I saw Hecter, a veteran poster and local spam king around the forum. Seeing him reminded me of the old days back when Spamalot had just surpassed this thread. I remember how I had despised him back than simply for being a part of that group let alone there so-called king. However, time has shown me that he is not the mindless spammer I once thought he was and I have even grown to respect him for his constant presence in these forums.*

strike wolf wrote:*I was just about to call it a night when I saw Hecter, a veteran poster and local spam king around the forum. Seeing him reminded me of the old days back when Spamalot had just surpassed this thread. I remember how I had despised him back than simply for being a part of that group let alone there so-called king. However, time has shown me that he is not the mindless spammer I once thought he was and I have even grown to respect him for his constant presence in these forums.*

Aww...

*hugs strike*

That's so nice Thank you very much strike.

Sheesh. no need to get all emotional.

Back when I was a young (neverpostedbeforenooblet) I would come to the forums everyones posts and I said what a boring life Then one day I posted and lookey me now a dirty rotten spammer

apey wrote:Back when I was a young (neverpostedbeforenooblet) I would come to the forums everyones posts and I said what a boring life Then one day I posted and lookey me now a dirty rotten spammer

He he, that's cena's and my doing. You were a live chat junky, then cena brought you round here, and WABAAM! One of us!

Back to the narrative:

*Seeing apey in the thread, I couldn't help but think about how she always seemed to be a good omen for the posts to increase in this thread, whether it's everyone gathering around to here what she says or Hecter's ritual flirting.*

*Cry* YOU SHOULD BE A POET.

it's the bunny

apey wrote::shock: it's the bunny

Totally...

*As I read Skittles comment, it reminded me of one of my long lost dreams of becoming a writer. I never believed I would ever become the next Mark Twain or Charles Dickenson, but the field of writing had seemed like such a marvelous occupation for one to take part in. I remember in 10th grade and how I used to write poems in class, most of them regarding school or football and how I used to pour my soul into every word. I never shared my works with other people prefering to keep more to myself back then but rather kept them sharing only to myself time and time again.

*Looking back on it those days seem long ago back in a distant sunset that representing an ending dream caught in the crossroads of uncertainty. I sometimes find myself looking back on those days wondering if I made the wrong decision and whether I should have persisted in making my dream a reality, yet other dreams have pushed me away from that life into a much different field. Maybe if I am lucky I will still find time to bring my visions to life in the form of a short story possibly even become recognized on a national scale for my writing abilities but until then, I must keep looking onward to the future.*

strike wolf wrote:

hecter wrote:

zelda69 wrote:oh sry guys my name is a mistake. i forgot link is the guy i accidentaly forgot and put zelda. oops

He he, you're a dude with a girls name...

So was the founder of this thread.

What amanda was a guy?

Yep, his name was actually based of an old Simpsons character. I can't remember if Amanda ever gave his real name but I do know that he stated plain as day that he was a guy.

strike wolf wrote:*As I read Skittles comment, it reminded me of one of my long lost dreams of becoming a writer. I never believed I would ever become the next Mark Twain or Charles Dickenson, but the field of writing had seemed like such a marvelous occupation for one to take part in. I remember in 10th grade and how I used to write poems in class, most of them regarding school or football and how I used to pour my soul into every word. I never shared my works with other people prefering to keep more to myself back then but rather kept them sharing only to myself time and time again.

*Looking back on it those days seem long ago back in a distant sunset that representing an ending dream caught in the crossroads of uncertainty. I sometimes find myself looking back on those days wondering if I made the wrong decision and whether I should have persisted in making my dream a reality, yet other dreams have pushed me away from that life into a much different field. Maybe if I am lucky I will still find time to bring my visions to life in the form of a short story possibly even become recognized on a national scale for my writing abilities but until then, I must keep looking onward to the future.*

that is not shock it is complete adoration for the man behind the wolf

*takes a bow*

Thank you my friends for your kind words of support.

strike wolf wrote:*As I read Skittles comment, it reminded me of one of my long lost dreams of becoming a writer. I never believed I would ever become the next Mark Twain or Charles Dickenson, but the field of writing had seemed like such a marvelous occupation for one to take part in. I remember in 10th grade and how I used to write poems in class, most of them regarding school or football and how I used to pour my soul into every word. I never shared my works with other people prefering to keep more to myself back then but rather kept them sharing only to myself time and time again.

*Looking back on it those days seem long ago back in a distant sunset that representing an ending dream caught in the crossroads of uncertainty. I sometimes find myself looking back on those days wondering if I made the wrong decision and whether I should have persisted in making my dream a reality, yet other dreams have pushed me away from that life into a much different field. Maybe if I am lucky I will still find time to bring my visions to life in the form of a short story possibly even become recognized on a national scale for my writing abilities but until then, I must keep looking onward to the future.*

Beautiful...

hecter hold me I need to cry

Now you see why I got a 105% in my writing class.

Oh Hecter make sure you look at Apey's comment on the last page.

Nevermind.