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- Mar 31, 2001
- Messages
- 88
My beloved Jag named Rabies Jr. (named after my dauchshund puppy) finally broke. It was only 2 months old, but i guess it was it's time to go. It's death occured in a freak accident where I was doing latch drops and the bite-handle where the kick hits it snapped and punched out. Now the blade hits the safe handle. It could have lived on life-support, but i decided that would be crule, so we pulled the plug on it earlier today. This was not the first of terrible things for poor Rabies Jr., but he had sustained many broken pins, and a huge peice broke out of it's spin right below the latch on the bite-handle. He endured a very painful and abusive life... But i guess it's time to say goodbye and R.I.P. Now i'm off to order some more jags cause there aint anything else decent that i can afford *COUGH COUGH*... That is all, now i must go mourn, and figure out what the hell i'm going to do with my life until my new balis arive!-
-Gibberish*
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In the time of chimpanzees i was a monkey.
-Gibberish*
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In the time of chimpanzees i was a monkey.