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Mary.

Kinda like Dear Abby, without effeminate responses. Dear LOAF, I tested the cloak on my Excalibur right before the run to Kilrah, then the damn thing wouldn't work anymore and I got my butt kicked. What did I do wrong? Thanks, Ripper.

Camel.

20 post limit. :(

Sgt. M. A. Fitzgerald's imitation of a Coastie: "Bale for Customs, bale for me. Bale for Customs, bale for me." etc. etc. :D :D

I also am glad you have clothing to cover your lower body. ;)

Automatic ban for violating the 20-post rule.

Homosexual.

DNA.

Speed Racer. :D

Neutron.

But if they want to be pricks about it, all they have to do is ask, "Was your registration expired when the nice officer pulled you over?" If you say yes, they can say "Guilty. Pay up." If you say no, then you get into all the nasty perjury stuff. Best is to show that you got it taken care of...

Tintype.

Pistol.

Someone's been copying someone else's work... :eek:

Cork shucker.

I'll second that. :(

He got some respect for the "plebe" that pulled his fat out of the fire, though. (That was me, again!) :D

Indeed.

Damn, Mcgruff, what did you do now? :confused: