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The guy's name was CALIFORNIANBUNG. I saw him on one morning doing the aforementioned stuff. I can't remember who he was harassing at the time (it was polite and EXTREMELY creepy. Like pedophile creepy), but it went on for two full maps, until he got bored w/ the lack of people on the server and went elsewhere.edit: asking if anyone was a boy between 16-22 years of age, and claiming he was an 18 year old boy himself, and at one point stated he only talked about sexual things w/ people aged 18 or older. Like i said: creepy.

My own homemade beer! I recently made a beer with chocolate, cherries, and hickory in it. Damn that stuff was good.

Darlington, eh? I live in Lugoff, myself. Small world.

Oh but there is! Slow reactions and missing shots are like nails on a chalkboard to me. I'm a perfectionist almost to the point of being OCD about it. It's one of the reasons I stopped going to art school and went for welding instead. What held me back as an artist helps me excel as a welder!

Man how I wish that were true. Maybe in a few weeks once I get back into the swing of it )

If I'm not going to use UAV jammer or Sleight of Hand (I LOVE that perk) I'll use stopping power. Less recoil = better accuracy, and I virtually never hip fire.

Car - 130 mph Motorcycle - 160 something mph I've since then sold both the car and the sport bike, and now just ride a cruiser. I'm looking to buy a new sport bike in the early spring, though!

So I got this itch to reinstall Call of Duty 4 yesterday, and I decided to scratch it. It's probably been close to two years since I've played and that fact is definitely showing (itll be a while before anyone accuses me of hacking =P). Just wanted to stop in and say hi. Ill be haunting your CoD4 server a little here and there )

Thanks, man. I don't honestly understand how people can just dump an animal to die, and it would die in short order down here due to the heat and humidity. We did right by the little man, though, and now we have quite a colorful new addition to the home.

We named him after a character from George R. R. Martin's Song of Fire and Ice series, due to how he plays the dogs against one another. He likes to hide under the chair (it has frills) and ambush the dogs legs as they pass, then disappear back under. The dogs end up fighting with each other. *EDIT* Figured I'd add some background info to Tyrion. About two weeks ago, as I was walking up onto my porch from class (Major in graphic design) I hear this meow, and I look down to see a kitten on my porch. This kitten promptly starts trying to climb my leg. I put him down, and opened my screen door, at which point he walked up to my door and looked at me like "Go ahead, I'm coming in." We brought him in with the intention of trying to find his rightful home and if that didn't work out we were going to surrender him to a shelter. We have three dogs, and didn't feel that we could handle another animal financially. Well, he kind of grew on us during this time (we kept him in a very large doberman-sized kennel separated from our dogs and let him out for an hour or so in our comp room, away from the dogs), and after failing to find his home (we think he was dumped at this point) we decided to just adopt him. So we took him to the vet and got him his shots and check-up, and blew a sizable chunk of money on cat-things (Scratching post-condo of awesomeness, litter box, etc). He's settling into our house quite well, and gets along with the dogs great. Isabel, our smallest Pom, has basically taken to him like he was her baby. She's really protective of him, and follows him everywhere. It's cute. It probably wouldn't have worked out if he was a fully-grown cat, but being as he's only nine weeks old he's not set in his ways.