
02-24-2003, 09:31 PM
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Just me.
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Join Date: May 2002
Location: West central Illinois
Posts: 590,002
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[Bowing deeply once more] My lady, the pleasure is mine, to be sure. As the stars glimmer in the evening sky and the moon casts it's soft glow, surely there is no vision more lovely than thou. Ah, but alas, the hour is late, and I must bit thee a sweet adieu. [Again kisses the hand as I mount my faithful steed].
"Fare thee well, fair Takira!"
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