when i walked home from uni for lunch today my bag scraped against my leg 3 times in such a fashion that it made similar sounds to the ones when a bullet wizzes past you on bf2. I nearly jumped into the nearest bush. When that happens you know that you need to cut on you bf2 time
Last edited by max (2006-05-23 08:08:48)
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