Happy Birthday thread

Started by Puritan, 16 April 2012, 14:30:03

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High Treason

What kind of music? It had better be good music or else I'm not going to wish you a happy birthday when that comes around.

Anyway, Happy Birthday Gambini, sorry this is a bit late but I haven't been on the ball with things on the 'net lately - skimming and scanning rather than actually reading.
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Puritan

Quote from: High_Treason on  09 June 2012, 04:23:37
What kind of music? It had better be good music or else I'm not going to wish you a happy birthday when that comes around.


A tune of politeness.
A sound of humbleness.
Notes of a rising sun.
Could be:
Pink Floyd - Coming back to life
or
Alan Parsons project - Games people play


If you're at it:
Camel - Stationary Traveller





Bitter words mean little to me. Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time, when they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine, and the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

Forge

Happy Birthday Puritan


been busy and it slipped my mind
Take it down to the beach with a hammer and pound sand up your ass

Puritan

Bitter words mean little to me. Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time, when they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine, and the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

Puritan

My turn..


Happy birthday, Scott  :)
Bitter words mean little to me. Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time, when they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine, and the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

Merlijn


Forge

Take it down to the beach with a hammer and pound sand up your ass

Puritan

Bitter words mean little to me. Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time, when they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine, and the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

Forge

He hasn't been to this site in almost 2 months
Take it down to the beach with a hammer and pound sand up your ass

Micky C

Yeah, this site doesn't offer much to non-mappers, at least the forum side of it, unless someone really wanted to congratulate an author on a fantastic map, or catch an occasional sneak peak at quasi-secret projects being posted here, but you don't need an account for the last one.
Wall whore.

Puritan

Bitter words mean little to me. Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time, when they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine, and the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

Forge

25? Good. Old enough to go to the corner store and get me my smokes and a couple 40s. Then we can sit on my front porch and sneer at the teenagers who pass by.

HB James.
Take it down to the beach with a hammer and pound sand up your ass

Puritan

Happy birthday, High_Treason  8)

Bitter words mean little to me. Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time, when they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine, and the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

Sanek

HB, High_Treason! Good luck!

Forge

A birthday on a Saturday. Yea, we won't here from H-T for a few days.

dress warm. no sense getting hypothermia while you're lying face down in a gutter all night.  ;)
Take it down to the beach with a hammer and pound sand up your ass