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| 22 Jul 2011 11:14 AM |
One day, god said to Notch, "I created this world in which you live."
Notch replied, "Oh yeah? Well, I created Mine Craft."
God said, "So?"
Notch replied, "So my world's bigger." |
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rock53
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| 22 Jul 2011 11:17 AM |
@BorrowedTime
That's the best troll legend I think I've ever heard! |
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| 22 Jul 2011 11:20 AM |
@BorrowedTime
Alright, but it's gonna be tough to beat that giant rock. |
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| 22 Jul 2011 11:24 AM |
| borrowed time ily so much i can't even |
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etougher
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| Joined: 16 Jul 2011 |
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| 22 Jul 2011 11:24 AM |
What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think I'll just DROP OUT I'll go to Frisco Buy a wig & sleep On Owsley's floor
Walked past the wig store Danced at the Fillmore I'm completely stoned I'm hippy & I'm trippy I'm a gypsy on my own I'll stay a week & get the crabs & Take a bus back home I'm really just a phony But forgive me 'Cause I'm stoned
Every town must have a place Where phony hippies meet Psychedelic dungeons Popping up on every street GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . .
How I love ya, How I love ya How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco! How I love ya, How I love ya How I love ya, How I love ya Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!
Every town must have a place Where phony hippies meet Psychedelic dungeons Popping up on every street GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . .
Hotcha!
First I'll buy some beads And then perhaps a leather band To go around my head Some feathers and bells And a book of Indian lore I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce How to get to Height Street And smoke an awful lot of dope I will wander around barefoot I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times I will love everyone I will love the police as they kick the poop out of me on the street I will sleep . . . I will, I will go to a house That's, that's what I will do I will go to a house Where there's a rock & roll band 'Cause the groups all live together And I will join a rock & roll band I will be their road manager And I will stay there with them And I will get the crabs But I won't care Because . . .
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