The 2,000,000th post game

Started by Sanctuary52,234 pages

The marching band refused to yield.

I love you, Sarah.

Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green.
You had a temper like my jealousy:
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. I loved you, too.

Do you recall what was revealed

Originally posted by Bardock42
I love you, Sarah.

Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green.
You had a temper like my jealousy:
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. I loved you, too.


I was trying to post many times in a row. cry

I love you too.

wub

The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."

Drove my chevy to the levee,

But the levee was dry.

Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye

And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.

"this’ll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,

A generation lost in space

With no time left to start again.

Originally posted by Sanctuary
I was trying to post many times in a row. cry

I love you too.

wub

The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."

I know, sorry. I luv you anyways.

Bad dreams in the night
You told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights.

Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy, I've come home. I´m so cold,
let me in-a-your window

So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!

Jack flash sat on a candlestick

Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Originally posted by Bardock42
I know, sorry. I luv you anyways.

Bad dreams in the night
You told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights.

Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy, I've come home. I´m so cold,
let me in-a-your window


You is teh greatest. dancing

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.

danc

And as the flames climbed high into the night

To light the sacrificial rite,

I saw satan laughing with delight