As you watch them I also knock you out.
My Hill
As you watch them I also knock you out.
My Hill
[Col] Braeburn
after you knock them out i throw u with indestructible nokia 3310
my hill
I get you arrested for stealing my precious Nokia..... the only phone anyone ever needed.
My Hill
Up there, above that line, is pure, unadulterated idiocy.
"May My Faulty Logic Undermine Your Entire Philosophy!"
Walking down my almost endless hill, I found you little hill. I never noticed it from the top of my hill.
Bethencourt's 1800
NAVAL MODDING
& Modeling. Milkshape and UU3D. With (more than) colaboration of Wangrin.
while you walked down your big hill i helped Sisyphus roll his boulder up the hill and then it rolls down the hill and smash's you.
My Hill
Barleye never Retreat's he just Advance's in a Different Direction.
Sisyphus? the laughable mortal we condemned once? HA HA HA HA . Condemned again! Roll that rock on my hill.
α DEUS MARIA ω
I'm somewhat curious as to what I'm reading.
I condemn your foul logic and set foot atop the hill! My hill.
when the union's inspiration through the worker's blood shall run,
there can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun,
yet what force on earth is weaker than the feeble strength of one?
but the union makes us strong.
Lightning strike!
My hill
Up there, above that line, is pure, unadulterated idiocy.
"May My Faulty Logic Undermine Your Entire Philosophy!"
I roll a carrot down the edge. My hill.
Under the patronage of the formidable and lovely Narf.
Proud patron of Derpy Hooves, Audacia, Lordsith, Frodo45127 and Sir Adrian.
I eat that carrot. My hill!
The carrot was obviously poisoned. My hill
Under the patronage of the formidable and lovely Narf.
Proud patron of Derpy Hooves, Audacia, Lordsith, Frodo45127 and Sir Adrian.
My stomach is durable enough to resist carrot poisons. My hill!
I grab you by the hands and swing you around in the air before letting go and watching you spin down to your death. MINE
Under the patronage of the formidable and lovely Narf.
Proud patron of Derpy Hooves, Audacia, Lordsith, Frodo45127 and Sir Adrian.
I use my Bukula to turn my butt into a jetpack propeller, and my mouth to a weapon. Then with them I come back tot he hill and blast you off.
My hill!
I stay hidden on the roof and take you out like a neighborhood sniper, my hill!
You get run over by Santa's sleigh.
My hill.
Santa=Satan
And I'm Hell Sent together with Bone Thugs!
So satan called his posse full of demons and witches,
We met up at the Abyss ready to slaughter the snitches,
Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka,
So I left a message in blood "To be continued..."
My hill!
I run on the hill kick you off it and build a wall as big as The Wall around it!
My ing hill!