Might as well take 1325 too. 
  
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I'd be more determined myself, but my quest to catch the beer gnome has caused me to enter a state in which I should not attempt gaming.
          
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I'm seeeing twoo sceens..
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Damn my friends and therier infernal booze...
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no not al all...but hen I feel my buzz coming down. I'll invade the Jedi thread with my inferanl dribbling... 
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And then I realize my last post looks like some drunken fool commendered my computer...
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I guess it's bed time...i'll see you all in the morning..or afternoon
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Man, you guys, when I last checked this I was on page 44! I had 10 pages of mostly nonsense to get to the current posts! I was gone for less than two days!
    
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Theoden, Greldon and littlewotts cruised back to the Guardians base after visiting Lothmorg in the hospital. Unfortunately, the exploding sheep blast had caught him below the waist...and he was going to need some extended rehabilitation before returning to the fray. Greldon grabbed the liquor store bags and walked up the garden path to the house; he looked forward to making he and Theoden their favourite Shirley Temples, and they'd even got some raspberry lemonade for littlewotts.
littlewotts paused at the gate. "Theoden...what's this gnome doing out here on the footpath? Looks like nobody's gnome!"
Theoden looked closely at the small figurine. "Wait a minute...that's MY gnome! Nobody knows the trouble that gnome's seen! What on earth is it doing out here? It's usually in the front garden, near the door....OH GOD...GRELDON!!!!"
Theoden's warning shout was a fraction too late - a high pitched bleating sound echoed a moment before a loud explosion erupted beneath Greldon's feet, throwing him onto the air. littlewotts stared in shock at the carnage in the front yard, and the broken bottle of raspberry lemonade. "Theoden...wha?"
Theoden's face drained of colour.
"He stepped on a....lambmine".
  
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What the heck is with the exploding sheep? Have I missed something?
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Good one Wombie! 
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Congratulations to Theoden for getting 24th place!
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All alone at 2 in the morning.
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Well, actually, 1 here, but I'm going by the post time.
Sounds more dramatic, doesn't it?
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Hmmm. Nobody around. Guess I'll start another game.
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Congrats Guardians on 8th place! On to the Undead!
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OK, I'll let you off easy this time. It is hard for us old ones to forget that there has been so much that has been lost in the passage of time. Fragments from the Sheep Terror days are in a couple of threads. Threadzilla has some lost scrolls, and so does one or two of the oldest ANZAC threads, methinks.
