No, by football I meant american. [img]tongue.gif[/img] And all of the bandssingers you mentioned are great ones, especially Michael W. Smith,Chris Rice, and DC Talk. And the guy in my sig, coincidence, supposed ot be me. [img]tongue.gif[/img]

Instead of making a new "Remember the good ol' times" I'll just post a remember the good ol' times post here in the cafe. So how is everyone? [img]smile.gif[/img]

I'm good Willow, and how are you? [img]smile.gif[/img]

I'm fine too, Willow [img]smile.gif[/img] I'd like to see a good ol' times thread [img]smile.gif[/img] Forbidden for users who registered after.. well, let's say October 2001? [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]

*sings*

Those were the good old days, those were the good old days...

Part of a Weird Al song, an original write. His greatness is highly unrepresented on this thread. For shame. [img]tongue.gif[/img]

*returns to fanfic*

*bump* from the second page!!!!!!!!

Looks like your boris the spider song has scared people away from the cafe Pirengle [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]

NOOOO!!!! where is everyone? Hello! (Hello's echo throughout the cafe)

Oh well, I'll post anyway. I'm sure someone will show up eventually. Anyways dusted my PC's inards and it runs much quieter now :D . I'm happy. I'd be happier if my dad would renew his car insurance so I can finally get my licsense though. In the mean time I gotta find a job, a girl friend (no not a girlfriend, a girl friend, someone understanding to talk to, not date) Not that I wouldn't mind a date. The only problem is that the girl who likes me has a boyfriend and doesn't know I know about him. I'm waiting for her to tell me. Other than that my life is pretty darn good.

NW is back to Cloudy´s Cafe with his stinky traveller´s clothes, bad attitude and lame posts. :D No, just checking around IWG from time to time to read what you guys have been doing lately. I´ve been schooling and wasting my time with Morrowind.. I suppose things could be worse. Being content...

*slaps forehead* [img]smile.gif[/img]

CU

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Well, I'll be the first to fill the cafe with tell-takes again :D

Last tuesday, I went from school to the bank, to cancel an interview I had with the head of financiel services. I realised I was overworking myself and decided to relax for a while, so that's the reason.

As I came to the bank, I walked in and saw the entire staff standing around the reception desk, listening to a speech made by the manager of the bank (whom I interviewed the other week :D ). A lady told me they just had a firedrill-practise and that they were about to finish. After the speech, all the employees got a nice bouquet of color-flowers, which did not look cheap in the least (whadda ya expect from Europe's nr.1 bank [img]graemlins/showoff.gif[/img] ). I then walked up to the secretary offices to tell the man I would cancel the interview. After all was said and done, I walked back down to find another lady walking around with 1 last flower-bouquet. She saw me walking and said:"Aah! There you are! Here's your bouquet and thank you for participating in the firedrill!". The lady behind the reception-desk laughed and I was like whatever! So I went home to find my mom and she saw the bouquet and went like: "Oh my god! Such nice flowers! And for me? Ooowww, you shouldn't have .... ". I thought "Great! Scored some nice points here!" :D Offcourse, you people need to realise I had a sort of big fight with here the other day, so that's why she was so excited and pleased hehehe :D
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[ 10-03-2003, 10:27 AM: Message edited by: Zuvio ]

So, should we assume you have no intention whatsoever of telling your mom what really happened?