eisanbt
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- Aug 10, 2005
I long searched for the mighty Grail, for decades though it eluded me. I snuck into the most dangerous of castles and mansions, places which were guarded by incredibly skilled warriors using primitive weapons which deadly efficiency. I was able to escape death at their hands, I survived through disease infested jungles and countless assassination attempts until one day all the clues seemed to lead to a small abandoned yurt in the hills of Scotland. I made my way there as inconspicuously as possible and began digging, with my bare hands, a hole that would end up being over 30ft deep until finally there was a silver box which somehow had escaped the terrible effects of time. Magic for sure. I opened it slowly, too savoir my labor’s fruit, only to find inside a small folded piece of paper, on it was written the Grail's real and final resting place: http://Off Topic Forum.com/
So ere' I am ta shoot D **** wit all yall.
So ere' I am ta shoot D **** wit all yall.