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Post by quik_wit Sat Nov 22, 2008 7:55 pm

TOILETS

(it's from the games)
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Post by SerpentInRed Sat Nov 22, 2008 11:12 pm

No, no! I'm really glad that you've pointed it out to me since I know absolutely nothing about German.
I'm guessing that it will also be Herrn Tom Riddle, right?
Thanks!


(That's from me replying to one of my readers who pointed out my errors in German in SiT...)
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Post by MissMarauder Sun Nov 23, 2008 11:14 am

0980351809 Fender® Pickpacks Premium Celluliod (351 Shape) 12 Pack
Red Moto, Medium (12 Pack)
A handy re-seable clamshell of 12 picks.
0980351843 Fender® Pickpacks Premium Celluliod (351 Shape) 12 Pack
Black Moto, Medium (12 Pack)
A handy re-seable clamshell of 12 picks.
0980351857 Fender® Pickpacks Premium Celluliod (351 Shape) 12 Pack
Abalone, Medium (12 Pack)
A handy re-seable clamshell of 12 picks.
0980351871 Fender® Pickpacks Premium Celluliod (351 Shape) 12 Pack
Green Moto, Medium (12 Pack)


(Yeah, I was looking @ guitar picks... I want these ones)
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Post by Lildaani Sun Nov 23, 2008 11:46 am

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hf8yHqJIIdQ&feature=PlayList&p=F395254D070A8338&index=1

...oh, the first part of 10th Kingdom on Youtube. Imagine that.
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Post by SerpentInRed Sun Nov 23, 2008 11:47 am

(rotflmao....Lild...lol...)

CHARLIE
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Post by Chrissy Mon Nov 24, 2008 5:24 pm

Demonic's a jerk!
Chrissy: Wooo its cold >_<
Demonic: -throws hot water on you-
Chrissy: *Dies*
Demonic: -celebrates-
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Post by SerpentInRed Mon Nov 24, 2008 9:49 pm

(nothing)
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Post by MissMarauder Tue Nov 25, 2008 1:44 am

Tuning: Standard


I was looking up guitar chords... hehe
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Cranberry Sauce
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Post by SerpentInRed Wed Nov 26, 2008 7:12 am

Harry Potter is gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide

(I was showing my sister Precious's sig. My sister approves. rotflmao...)
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Post by quik_wit Wed Nov 26, 2008 7:39 am

***KISSING TEST***
dont't worry this isn't scary or anything
this is how it works...
1.hold your breath
2.copy and paste to 1 video
if you can do that without taking one brethe CONGRATS IT MEANS YOUR A GREAT KISSER

(i passed incase you were wondering!)
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Post by SerpentInRed Thu Nov 27, 2008 10:01 pm

Long ago, when the girl named Tiddlywinks pranced around in her favourite death eater mask there was a dragon who was green and silver. The dragon would spend its days watching the girl and imagining the taste of her delicious pumpkin patch. Instead of fear, she felt an unusual sense of curiosity as to why the dragon wanted her pumpkins.

This curiosity led her to where the dragon slept on a bed of hoarded treasure. Without a second thought, she spoke to the beast waking him from his long sleep.

"Gentle dragon, I must ask you - why do you want my pumpkins?"

The dragon blinked, glanced at the dancing monkey feet that occupied the fountain of truth with a mighty massive toe and damp face cloth, which he used daily, as part of his pimple bursting routine. The girl decided that the dragon needed glasses, as he obviously couldn't see that his face was covered in a fine layer of stinky cheese.

"Dragon," she said, "are you hungry?"

For a brief moment, he looked towards Tiddlywinks, soon closing his eyes he inhaled deeply and replied that he wanted pancakes. Tiddlywinks was shocked didn't know what to do. So she decided to buy some batter but she didn't anyway because it was weird too. She looked around and found a large, flaming mallet with a note worthy symbol engraved on the iron plated exterior and filled with different liquid toxic ooze and shiny green bits of cheese. Tiddlywinks ate these cheese fillings, soon they were digested and the dragon made a sound that sounded like a three stringed, out of tune sort of guitar embraced by the arthritic hands of Severus Snape, the Potions Master who loved his hair and MudBlood_Mistress very much. So much that he told her about his love for her, and his fear of losing her to the monkeys who also ate his precious little amount of sanity.

Grabbing the mallet, she quickly approached the dragon, who creepily stared at Snape and Mudblood_Mistress, silently contemplating how very much evil those two people possessed. It then yawned and decided to dance to the macarena. The others were very frightened by the flawless execution of the difficult moves performed by the suddenly tantalising dragon, so they all bellydanced to the seductive rhythms of banshee shrieks resonating while werewolves howl.

Tiddlywinks couldn't stop thinking about the wonderful porno movie that she had made last week that included twenty goblins from Gringotts and fifty werewolves and one unlucky hag who was told she had an unfortunate case of halitosis. She then proceeded to go into her room where she did the clumsiest rendition of the chicken dance. She wore a funky chicken suit that screamed obscenities every time she wiggled her booty and danced meaning everybody hated her guts and so she killed a puppy. She perished the thought.

Reluctantly, Tiddlywinks was kissing a dragon and he tasted like rotting carrion. However she was disgusted to find that he had eaten her brother and he was picking his teeth with her brother's shoe. The dragon didn't find that Tiddlywinks was an interesting and tasty piece of ass. The dragon decided that it was the disco fever and began to pry himself away while doing the hokey pokey. He loved doing that so much that he called his personal termite exterminator to invite the prostitute that happened to be in the business of inviting people to kiss her fingers and kiss her toes along with kissing every other scaly part, including her enormously big, fat, obnoxiously oily thighs.

The music was blasting from all around them! This caused major headaches to the listeners, who grabbed the microphone and wailed like professionals! The other people just starred and ate a lot of something very stinky and weird. It resembled a bunch of ants caked in gorgonzola and baked in the blood of who knows what. This made the dragon suddenly sober and then it yelled, "get out!" which was met by dissapointed 'awww's and other weird expressions of disspointment. Suddenly, the dragon staggered and died. Tiddlywinks then started sobbing like there was a great big man holding on to her big, round, veluptuous, ears rather roughly. The other people stood in shock, as they watched her tears turn a striking shade of puce which burnt through her clothes giving her a domestically-abused look that was obviously very attractive. The people who liked Tiddlywinks very much looked at the bruised/abbused-look and started to absentmindedly touch their excited pets on their laps, which was a cross between a poodle and an anglerfish with loads of spirit.

This crossbreed was so angry that it jumped up and tried to kill Tiddlywinks. Fortunately, the poodle/anglerfish tripped and broke its medula oblongota in the process of pirouetting towards Tiddlywinks.

"Phew," Tiddlywinks exclaimed while wiping the sweat from her forehead with a rusted chuck of big, green, oily piece of weird smelling gopher flesh. Lifting the dragon, who was surprised and utterly repulsed to be touched by somone who was going to touch something as horribly delightful as the big fat dead gopher's skin. This promptly made the dragon violently start to scream, "I'm alive! put the fire in my mouth and move out of my house, whore!"

And she began to cry loudly, her puce tears began to drip unattractively down her vulgar piece of tentacles, burning through the grounds and drowning all the pink daisies that were sitting at the bottom of her chair where suddenly strange fumes started to appear blossoming from around the dragon's den. Tiddlywinks and the gopher-skin of doom which happened to be glowing fluro which caused the dragon's knee to glow a bright
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Post by quik_wit Fri Nov 28, 2008 12:37 am

Long ago, when the girl named Tiddlywinks pranced around in her favourite death eater mask there was a dragon who was green and silver. The dragon would spend its days watching the girl and imagining the taste of her delicious pumpkin patch. Instead of fear, she felt an unusual sense of curiosity as to why the dragon wanted her pumpkins.

This curiosity led her to where the dragon slept on a bed of hoarded treasure. Without a second thought, she spoke to the beast waking him from his long sleep.

"Gentle dragon, I must ask you - why do you want my pumpkins?"

The dragon blinked, glanced at the dancing monkey feet that occupied the fountain of truth with a mighty massive toe and damp face cloth, which he used daily, as part of his pimple bursting routine. The girl decided that the dragon needed glasses, as he obviously couldn't see that his face was covered in a fine layer of stinky cheese.

"Dragon," she said, "are you hungry?"

For a brief moment, he looked towards Tiddlywinks, soon closing his eyes he inhaled deeply and replied that he wanted pancakes. Tiddlywinks was shocked didn't know what to do. So she decided to buy some batter but she didn't anyway because it was weird too. She looked around and found a large, flaming mallet with a note worthy symbol engraved on the iron plated exterior and filled with different liquid toxic ooze and shiny green bits of cheese. Tiddlywinks ate these cheese fillings, soon they were digested and the dragon made a sound that sounded like a three stringed, out of tune sort of guitar embraced by the arthritic hands of Severus Snape, the Potions Master who loved his hair and MudBlood_Mistress very much. So much that he told her about his love for her, and his fear of losing her to the monkeys who also ate his precious little amount of sanity.

Grabbing the mallet, she quickly approached the dragon, who creepily stared at Snape and Mudblood_Mistress, silently contemplating how very much evil those two people possessed. It then yawned and decided to dance to the macarena. The others were very frightened by the flawless execution of the difficult moves performed by the suddenly tantalising dragon, so they all bellydanced to the seductive rhythms of banshee shrieks resonating while werewolves howl.

Tiddlywinks couldn't stop thinking about the wonderful porno movie that she had made last week that included twenty goblins from Gringotts and fifty werewolves and one unlucky hag who was told she had an unfortunate case of halitosis. She then proceeded to go into her room where she did the clumsiest rendition of the chicken dance. She wore a funky chicken suit that screamed obscenities every time she wiggled her booty and danced meaning everybody hated her guts and so she killed a puppy. She perished the thought.

Reluctantly, Tiddlywinks was kissing a dragon and he tasted like rotting carrion. However she was disgusted to find that he had eaten her brother and he was picking his teeth with her brother's shoe. The dragon didn't find that Tiddlywinks was an interesting and tasty piece of ass. The dragon decided that it was the disco fever and began to pry himself away while doing the hokey pokey. He loved doing that so much that he called his personal termite exterminator to invite the prostitute that happened to be in the business of inviting people to kiss her fingers and kiss her toes along with kissing every other scaly part, including her enormously big, fat, obnoxiously oily thighs.

The music was blasting from all around them! This caused major headaches to the listeners, who grabbed the microphone and wailed like professionals! The other people just starred and ate a lot of something very stinky and weird. It resembled a bunch of ants caked in gorgonzola and baked in the blood of who knows what. This made the dragon suddenly sober and then it yelled, "get out!" which was met by dissapointed 'awww's and other weird expressions of disspointment. Suddenly, the dragon staggered and died. Tiddlywinks then started sobbing like there was a great big man holding on to her big, round, veluptuous, ears rather roughly. The other people stood in shock, as they watched her tears turn a striking shade of puce which burnt through her clothes giving her a domestically-abused look that was obviously very attractive. The people who liked Tiddlywinks very much looked at the bruised/abbused-look and started to absentmindedly touch their excited pets on their laps, which was a cross between a poodle and an anglerfish with loads of spirit.

This crossbreed was so angry that it jumped up and tried to kill Tiddlywinks. Fortunately, the poodle/anglerfish tripped and broke its medula oblongota in the process of pirouetting towards Tiddlywinks.

"Phew," Tiddlywinks exclaimed while wiping the sweat from her forehead with a rusted chuck of big, green, oily piece of weird smelling gopher flesh. Lifting the dragon, who was surprised and utterly repulsed to be touched by somone who was going to touch something as horribly delightful as the big fat dead gopher's skin. This promptly made the dragon violently start to scream, "I'm alive! put the fire in my mouth and move out of my house, whore!"

And she began to cry loudly, her puce tears began to drip unattractively down her vulgar piece of tentacles, burning through the grounds and drowning all the pink daisies that were sitting at the bottom of her chair where suddenly strange fumes started to appear blossoming from around the dragon's den. Tiddlywinks and the gopher-skin of doom which happened to be glowing fluro which caused the dragon's knee to glow a bright weird color that
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Long ago, when the girl named Tiddlywinks pranced around in her favourite death eater mask there was a dragon who was green and silver. The dragon would spend its days watching the girl and imagining the taste of her delicious pumpkin patch. Instead of fear, she felt an unusual sense of curiosity as to why the dragon wanted her pumpkins.

This curiosity led her to where the dragon slept on a bed of hoarded treasure. Without a second thought, she spoke to the beast waking him from his long sleep.

"Gentle dragon, I must ask you - why do you want my pumpkins?"

The dragon blinked, glanced at the dancing monkey feet that occupied the fountain of truth with a mighty massive toe and damp face cloth, which he used daily, as part of his pimple bursting routine. The girl decided that the dragon needed glasses, as he obviously couldn't see that his face was covered in a fine layer of stinky cheese.

"Dragon," she said, "are you hungry?"

For a brief moment, he looked towards Tiddlywinks, soon closing his eyes he inhaled deeply and replied that he wanted pancakes. Tiddlywinks was shocked didn't know what to do. So she decided to buy some batter but she didn't anyway because it was weird too. She looked around and found a large, flaming mallet with a note worthy symbol engraved on the iron plated exterior and filled with different liquid toxic ooze and shiny green bits of cheese. Tiddlywinks ate these cheese fillings, soon they were digested and the dragon made a sound that sounded like a three stringed, out of tune sort of guitar embraced by the arthritic hands of Severus Snape, the Potions Master who loved his hair and MudBlood_Mistress very much. So much that he told her about his love for her, and his fear of losing her to the monkeys who also ate his precious little amount of sanity.

Grabbing the mallet, she quickly approached the dragon, who creepily stared at Snape and Mudblood_Mistress, silently contemplating how very much evil those two people possessed. It then yawned and decided to dance to the macarena. The others were very frightened by the flawless execution of the difficult moves performed by the suddenly tantalising dragon, so they all bellydanced to the seductive rhythms of banshee shrieks resonating while werewolves howl.

Tiddlywinks couldn't stop thinking about the wonderful porno movie that she had made last week that included twenty goblins from Gringotts and fifty werewolves and one unlucky hag who was told she had an unfortunate case of halitosis. She then proceeded to go into her room where she did the clumsiest rendition of the chicken dance. She wore a funky chicken suit that screamed obscenities every time she wiggled her booty and danced meaning everybody hated her guts and so she killed a puppy. She perished the thought.

Reluctantly, Tiddlywinks was kissing a dragon and he tasted like rotting carrion. However she was disgusted to find that he had eaten her brother and he was picking his teeth with her brother's shoe. The dragon didn't find that Tiddlywinks was an interesting and tasty piece of ass. The dragon decided that it was the disco fever and began to pry himself away while doing the hokey pokey. He loved doing that so much that he called his personal termite exterminator to invite the prostitute that happened to be in the business of inviting people to kiss her fingers and kiss her toes along with kissing every other scaly part, including her enormously big, fat, obnoxiously oily thighs.

The music was blasting from all around them! This caused major headaches to the listeners, who grabbed the microphone and wailed like professionals! The other people just starred and ate a lot of something very stinky and weird. It resembled a bunch of ants caked in gorgonzola and baked in the blood of who knows what. This made the dragon suddenly sober and then it yelled, "get out!" which was met by dissapointed 'awww's and other weird expressions of disspointment. Suddenly, the dragon staggered and died. Tiddlywinks then started sobbing like there was a great big man holding on to her big, round, veluptuous, ears rather roughly. The other people stood in shock, as they watched her tears turn a striking shade of puce which burnt through her clothes giving her a domestically-abused look that was obviously very attractive. The people who liked Tiddlywinks very much looked at the bruised/abbused-look and started to absentmindedly touch their excited pets on their laps, which was a cross between a poodle and an anglerfish with loads of spirit.

This crossbreed was so angry that it jumped up and tried to kill Tiddlywinks. Fortunately, the poodle/anglerfish tripped and broke its medula oblongota in the process of pirouetting towards Tiddlywinks.

"Phew," Tiddlywinks exclaimed while wiping the sweat from her forehead with a rusted chuck of big, green, oily piece of weird smelling gopher flesh. Lifting the dragon, who was surprised and utterly repulsed to be touched by somone who was going to touch something as horribly delightful as the big fat dead gopher's skin. This promptly made the dragon violently start to scream, "I'm alive! put the fire in my mouth and move out of my house, whore!"

And she began to cry loudly, her puce tears began to drip unattractively down her vulgar piece of tentacles, burning through the grounds and drowning all the pink daisies that were sitting at the bottom of her chair where suddenly strange fumes started to appear blossoming from around the dragon's den. Tiddlywinks and the gopher-skin of doom which happened to be glowing fluro which caused the dragon's knee to glow a bright weird color that scared away all of the magical
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When you suddenly realize that people need to get rid of their acne before they can be in your presence. (it's from the Slytherin's common room.... I was un-doubling a double post)
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Post by Alex Mon Dec 08, 2008 10:01 pm

Long ago, when the girl named Tiddlywinks pranced around in her favourite death eater mask there was a dragon who was green and silver. The dragon would spend its days watching the girl and imagining the taste of her delicious pumpkin patch. Instead of fear, she felt an unusual sense of curiosity as to why the dragon wanted her pumpkins.

This curiosity led her to where the dragon slept on a bed of hoarded treasure. Without a second thought, she spoke to the beast waking him from his long sleep.

"Gentle dragon, I must ask you - why do you want my pumpkins?"

The dragon blinked, glanced at the dancing monkey feet that occupied the fountain of truth with a mighty massive toe and damp face cloth, which he used daily, as part of his pimple bursting routine. The girl decided that the dragon needed glasses, as he obviously couldn't see that his face was covered in a fine layer of stinky cheese.

"Dragon," she said, "are you hungry?"

For a brief moment, he looked towards Tiddlywinks, soon closing his eyes he inhaled deeply and replied that he wanted pancakes. Tiddlywinks was shocked didn't know what to do. So she decided to buy some batter but she didn't anyway because it was weird too. She looked around and found a large, flaming mallet with a note worthy symbol engraved on the iron plated exterior and filled with different liquid toxic ooze and shiny green bits of cheese. Tiddlywinks ate these cheese fillings, soon they were digested and the dragon made a sound that sounded like a three stringed, out of tune sort of guitar embraced by the arthritic hands of Severus Snape, the Potions Master who loved his hair and MudBlood_Mistress very much. So much that he told her about his love for her, and his fear of losing her to the monkeys who also ate his precious little amount of sanity.

Grabbing the mallet, she quickly approached the dragon, who creepily stared at Snape and Mudblood_Mistress, silently contemplating how very much evil those two people possessed. It then yawned and decided to dance to the macarena. The others were very frightened by the flawless execution of the difficult moves performed by the suddenly tantalising dragon, so they all bellydanced to the seductive rhythms of banshee shrieks resonating while werewolves howl.

Tiddlywinks couldn't stop thinking about the wonderful porno movie that she had made last week that included twenty goblins from Gringotts and fifty werewolves and one unlucky hag who was told she had an unfortunate case of halitosis. She then proceeded to go into her room where she did the clumsiest rendition of the chicken dance. She wore a funky chicken suit that screamed obscenities every time she wiggled her booty and danced meaning everybody hated her guts and so she killed a puppy. She perished the thought.

Reluctantly, Tiddlywinks was kissing a dragon and he tasted like rotting carrion. However she was disgusted to find that he had eaten her brother and he was picking his teeth with her brother's shoe. The dragon didn't find that Tiddlywinks was an interesting and tasty piece of ass. The dragon decided that it was the disco fever and began to pry himself away while doing the hokey pokey. He loved doing that so much that he called his personal termite exterminator to invite the prostitute that happened to be in the business of inviting people to kiss her fingers and kiss her toes along with kissing every other scaly part, including her enormously big, fat, obnoxiously oily thighs.

The music was blasting from all around them! This caused major headaches to the listeners, who grabbed the microphone and wailed like professionals! The other people just starred and ate a lot of something very stinky and weird. It resembled a bunch of ants caked in gorgonzola and baked in the blood of who knows what. This made the dragon suddenly sober and then it yelled, "get out!" which was met by dissapointed 'awww's and other weird expressions of disspointment. Suddenly, the dragon staggered and died. Tiddlywinks then started sobbing like there was a great big man holding on to her big, round, veluptuous, ears rather roughly. The other people stood in shock, as they watched her tears turn a striking shade of puce which burnt through her clothes giving her a domestically-abused look that was obviously very attractive. The people who liked Tiddlywinks very much looked at the bruised/abbused-look and started to absentmindedly touch their excited pets on their laps, which was a cross between a poodle and an anglerfish with loads of spirit.

This crossbreed was so angry that it jumped up and tried to kill Tiddlywinks. Fortunately, the poodle/anglerfish tripped and broke its medula oblongota in the process of pirouetting towards Tiddlywinks.

"Phew," Tiddlywinks exclaimed while wiping the sweat from her forehead with a rusted chuck of big, green, oily piece of weird smelling gopher flesh. Lifting the dragon, who was surprised and utterly repulsed to be touched by somone who was going to touch something as horribly delightful as the big fat dead gopher's skin. This promptly made the dragon violently start to scream, "I'm alive! put the fire in my mouth and move out of my house, whore!"

And she began to cry loudly, her puce tears began to drip unattractively down her vulgar piece of tentacles, burning through the grounds and drowning all the pink daisies that were sitting at the bottom of her chair where suddenly strange fumes started to appear blossoming from around the dragon's den. Tiddlywinks and the gopher-skin of doom which happened to be glowing fluro which caused the dragon's knee to glow a bright weird color that scared away all of the magical magical beings within, had killed everyone and continued to function like aphrodisiac which did not really work all

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Under your Ctrl+V - Page 7 Harryp10... it's the image for the caption comp.
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Exception: Access Violation (code 0xc0000005) at address 004A9431 in thread AB8
Module: Farm.exe
Logical Address: 0001:000A8431
0013FA60 004A9431 0001:000A8431 Farm.exe
Params: 0013FADC 43BA0000 43950000 AB2EB98F
0013FBCC 004AD5D9 0001:000AC5D9 Farm.exe
Params: AB2EB82F 0013FC58 033853A8 033855B0
0013FC08 0057037E 0001:0016F37E Farm.exe
Params: 0013FC58 AB2EBFEF 033853A8 0013FC58
0013FC48 005703E8 0001:0016F3E8 Farm.exe
Params: 0013FC58 03383C40 0000003D 0000003D
0013FC64 005668B7 0001:001658B7 Farm.exe
Params: 00000000 0013FCB4 00461882 AB2EBF2F
0013FCD8 00554CEF 0001:00153CEF Farm.exe
Params: 03383C40 03383C40 0013FD00 03383C40
0013FCF0 00461AC2 0001:00060AC2 Farm.exe
Params: 0000000D 0055B231 00004E33 03383C40
0013FD68 00554E1F 0001:00153E1F Farm.exe
Params: 00000001 26E30F12 03383C40 76B14E5B
0013FD9C 0055B57C 0001:0015A57C Farm.exe
Params: 0013FDAF 03383C40 00383C40 0013FF20
0013FDB0 0055B5D6 0001:0015A5D6 Farm.exe
Params: 03383C40 0055B732 00000A28 03383C40
0013FF20 0055B41C 0001:0015A41C Farm.exe
Params: 00000002 005E7C04 00400000 00000000
0013FFC0 004BDBBD 0001:000BCBBD Farm.exe
Params: 00310038 00360032 7FFDE000 828D2B78
00132398 7C816FD7 RegisterWaitForInputIdle+49
Params: 00000000 00000000 00000000 00000000
StackWalk failed (error 0)
EAX:104AA7B8 EBX:092DA258 ECX:12A31528 EDX:00000000 ESI:092DC670 EDI:00000000
EIP:004A9431 ESP:0013F9D4 EBP:0013FA60
CS:001B SS:0023 DS:0023 ES:0023 FS:003B GS:0000
Flags:00010206
Windows Ver: NT 5.1 Service Pack 2 Build 2600
DDraw Ver:
DSound Ver:
Product: Farm Mania
Version: 1.0
Time Loaded: 00:03:29
Fullscreen: No
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Post by quik_wit Sun Dec 14, 2008 12:33 am

Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.
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