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    so there was this woman who was alone all the time, she sat in her room day and night night and day, doing nothing. Days past by, months, and years, and she got older and skinnier her cheeks started hanging down
    she frowned at who ever past her window, making stupid noises just to gain their attention. Her family had abondened her leaving her in a green house at the end of the street in the end of town. Pathetic you might think...but she was struggling she was mentaly ill and she was a gorilla...



    now continue the story someone...(do not delete this thread)
    Last edited by Tres Bien; 11-18-2004, 06:59 PM.

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    Originally posted by Tres Bien
    so there was this woman who was alone all the time, she sat in her room day and night night and day, doing nothing. Days past by, months, and years, and she got older and skinnier her cheeks started hanging down
    she frowned at who ever past her window, making stupid noises just to gain their attention. Her family had abondened her leaving her in a green house at the end of the street in the end of town. Pathetic you might think...but she was struggling she was mentaly ill and she was a gorilla...



    now continue the story someone...
    Iska kanush, mer teran... The old Gorilla mumbbled in the ancient language of the apes under her breath, how much longer would these voices haunt her? Everyone thought her a fool, a victim of 'mental illness' they called it... but what did they know? They knew nothing... of the clarity it bestowed upon her, of the wisdom in these strange words. No... this would not due, this would not due at all... she couldn't stay here in this house... she knew the only way to find answers would be to talk with the great Maradin Silverback... the fabled Gorilla of the mountains that knew of all the world's wonders... and all it's horrors...
    "All I know is I'm not a Marxist." -Karl Marx

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      She decided that she would take the mass transit system, that for her was the row of trees on each side of the trees. She hunted day and night for months until she came upon the Maradin's secret lair in the depths of the secret rainforest in the siberian wastelands. She found the Maradin smoking a fat blunt in the heights of the jungle canopy...

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