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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:15 schreef Boterbartje het volgende:
Trouwens; friends with benefits zou ik dan kijken (dankje Pam was leuk )

Ja hij was leuk he

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:29 schreef 92Merel het volgende:
Ik ga maar weer eens wat anders doen ofzo.
Daag

doeg Mereltje

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:31 schreef PamSwynfordDeBeaufort het volgende:

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Ja hij was leuk he

jaaa

Oh Butters!
Heb jou films ook gezien met russell brand! geniaal die vent!
Heb zijn boeken ook gedownload, hij heeft echt humor

Doei mereltje
Je bent mijn wereltje
Ik hoop je snel hier weer te zien
Kijk jij nu maar fijn naar Hermelien

xx gr gr

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:32 schreef PamSwynfordDeBeaufort het volgende:
Oh Butters!
Heb jou films ook gezien met russell brand! geniaal die vent!
Heb zijn boeken ook gedownload, hij heeft echt humor

Ja he?
Hij heeft dat domme engelse accent met die humor ook, geweldig
Get him to the greek ook al gezien?

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:31 schreef Beach het volgende:

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doeg Mereltje

Dag Bietsje

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:33 schreef Boterbartje het volgende:
Doei mereltje
Je bent mijn wereltje
Ik hoop je snel hier weer te zien
Kijk jij nu maar fijn naar Hermelien

xx gr gr

Denk niet dat het Harry Potter wordt
Maar daag

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:01 schreef coban het volgende:
REZANIA WAAAAAT

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WTFFFFF

Oh dat, dat heb ik gewoon laten generen door een programma.

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:34 schreef 92Merel het volgende:

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Dag Bietsje

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Denk niet dat het Harry Potter wordt
Maar daag

Anders paste het niet in mijn rijmpje
Dat is ons geheimpje
In elk geval veel plezier met je movie
Latexallergie

Criminal Minds

HET SUPERDIKKE SPEELGOEDBOEK

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:35 schreef Rezania het volgende:

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Oh dat, dat heb ik gewoon laten generen door een programma.

Wrm zo'n kloterol

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:38 schreef coban het volgende:

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Wrm zo'n kloterol

Weet ik veel, ik voerde ook maar wat in.
http://www.the-elite.net/---/story/

Ik moet eco leren, heb morgen een proefwerk, maar ik heb geen zin. Wat nu?

Avond

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:39 schreef Rezania het volgende:
Ik moet eco leren, heb morgen een proefwerk, maar ik heb geen zin. Wat nu?

Gewoon leren?

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:40 schreef Spouwerranger het volgende:
Avond

hallo

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:40 schreef Intronic het volgende:

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Niet janken en gewoon doen.

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:40 schreef Spouwerranger het volgende:

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Gewoon leren?

Ik kijk even naar de begrippen, al ik iets niet begrijp lees ik de tekst eromheen wel, ga echt niet alles leren.

It all started when our predictably heroic protagonist, Boterige Bart, woke up in a lemur-infested moor. It was the ninth time it had happened. Feeling excessively frustrated, Boterige Bart deflowered a dull pencil, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Just as zero people expected he realized that his beloved Grote boek van sinterklaas was missing! Immediately he called his fundamentalist, guilt-dispensing friend, Kankerhont. Boterige Bart had known Kankerhont for (plus or minus) 2,000 years, the majority of which were electric ones. Kankerhont was unique. He was clever though sometimes a little... oafish. Boterige Bart called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.

Kankerhont picked up to a very nervous Boterige Bart. Kankerhont calmly assured him that most albino cats shudder before mating, yet legless puppies usually scandalously sneeze *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Boterige Bart. Why was Kankerhont trying to distract Boterige Bart? Because he had snuck out from Boterige Bart's with the Grote boek van sinterklaas only six days prior. It was a enchanting little Grote boek van sinterklaas... how could he resist?

It didn't take long before Boterige Bart got back to the subject at hand: his Grote boek van sinterklaas. Kankerhont yawned. Relunctantly, Kankerhont invited him over, assuring him they'd find the Grote boek van sinterklaas. Boterige Bart grabbed his hammock and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Kankerhont realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the Grote boek van sinterklaas and he had to do it thoughtfully. He figured that if Boterige Bart took the best-in-its-so-called-'class' sedan, he had take at least five minutes before Boterige Bart would get there. But if he took the Puch? Then Kankerhont would be abnormally screwed.

Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Kankerhont was interrupted by four annoying Honts that were lured by his Grote boek van sinterklaas. Kankerhont shuddered; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling angered, he carefully reached for his dangerous oil-soaked rag and carefully deflowered every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the haunted thicket, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Puch rolling up. It was Boterige Bart.

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:40 schreef Intronic het volgende:

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Niet janken en gewoon doen.

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:40 schreef Spouwerranger het volgende:

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Gewoon leren?

Dit

yes nieuwe nvidia drivers ik ben weer helemaal blij

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:40 schreef Spouwerranger het volgende:
Avond

Goede avond.

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:41 schreef Beach het volgende:
yes nieuwe nvidia drivers ik ben weer helemaal blij

voor mobo of gpu?

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:41 schreef Beach het volgende:
yes nieuwe nvidia drivers ik ben weer helemaal blij

Oh? Even updaten dan maar.

YES ik ben in een battle van plek 124 teruggezet naar plek 21.325. Leuk zo een dagje werken.

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:42 schreef Flippiee het volgende:
YES ik ben in een battle van plek 124 teruggezet naar plek 21.325. Leuk zo een dagje werken.

een wat ?

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Op maandag 26 september 2011 20:42 schreef FreezePop het volgende:

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een wat ?

www.dedwazerij.nl
Heb alle meiden in mijn klas verslaafd gekregen.

As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Jim's House of Wings to pick up a 12-pack of dull pencils, so he knew he was running late. With a quick leap, Boterige Bart was out of the fiat 450, fantastisch gewoon and went earnestly jaunting toward Kankerhont's front door. Meanwhile inside, Kankerhont was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the Grote boek van sinterklaas into a box of wolverines and then slid the box behind his giraffe. Kankerhont was worried but at least the Grote boek van sinterklaas was concealed. The doorbell rang.

'Come in,' Kankerhont scandalously purred. With a mighty push, Boterige Bart opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some dimwitted zealous...zealot in a gas-guzzling, ecology-destroying, tankish SUV,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Kankerhont assured him. Boterige Bart took a seat right next to where Kankerhont had hidden the Grote boek van sinterklaas. Kankerhont sneezed trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Boterige Bart was distracted. Duly ecstatic about the looming crises, Kankerhont noticed a dimwitted look on Boterige Bart's face. Boterige Bart slowly opened his mouth to speak.

'...What's that smell?'

Kankerhont felt a stabbing pain in his taint when Boterige Bart asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the Grote boek van sinterklaas right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A funny-smelling look started to form on Boterige Bart's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's carrots from when she used to have pet spotted wolf hamsters. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Boterige Bart nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Kankerhont could react, Boterige Bart aimlessly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Grote boek van sinterklaas was plainly in view.

Boterige Bart stared at Kankerhont for what what must've been three millseconds. Unaware of the bleakness of existence, Kankerhont groped surreptitiously in Boterige Bart's direction, clearly desperate. Boterige Bart grabbed the Grote boek van sinterklaas and bolted for the door. It was locked. Kankerhont let out a sassy chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Boterige Bart,' he rebuked. Kankerhont always had been a little insensitive, so Boterige Bart knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Kankerhont did something crazy, like... start chucking bananas at him or something. In a tragically predictable turn of events, he gripped his Grote boek van sinterklaas tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.

Kankerhont looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Boterige Bart. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame three days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Boterige Bart. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Kankerhont walked over to the window and looked down. Boterige Bart was gone.

----o0o----

Just yonder, Boterige Bart was struggling to make his way through the fanstic pumpkin patch behind Kankerhont's place. Boterige Bart had severely hurt his shin during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral bevers met snorrens suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Grote boek van sinterklaas. One by one they latched on to Boterige Bart. Already weakened from his injury, Boterige Bart yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of bevers met snorrens running off with his Grote boek van sinterklaas.

But then God came down with His congenial smile and restored Boterige Bart's Grote boek van sinterklaas. Feeling exasperated, God smote the bevers met snorrens for their injustice. Then He got in His gas-guzzling, ecology-destroying, tankish SUV and dashed away with the fortitude of 200,000 albino cats running from a enlarged pack of albino cats. Boterige Bart stumbled with joy when he saw this. His Grote boek van sinterklaas was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in six minutes his favorite TV show, Nos sjornaal met die snol, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When disease-carrying chipmunks meet bloody glove'). Boterige Bart was ecstatic. And so, everyone except Kankerhont and a few gun-toting long-haired sea monkeys lived blissfully happy, forever after.


*** L337 Story Generator v1.0
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