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In the dark mists of time a vile human spread her legs and gave birth to a shining beacon of self indulgence and moral pomposity. Within days this fresh new born was named Gareth and the galaxy weeped with joy, knowing that the hand of retribution had entered the realm of the capsuleers. | In the dark mists of time a vile human spread her legs and gave birth to a shining beacon of self indulgence and moral pomposity. Within days this fresh new born was named Gareth and the galaxy weeped with joy, knowing that the hand of retribution had entered the realm of the capsuleers. | ||
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| + | Limerics given: | ||
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| + | ''BobbyRush'' | ||
| + | There once was a Welshman called Gareth | ||
| + | Whose T3 he flew unto its death | ||
| + | You'd think from that stroke | ||
| + | He'd learn how to cloak | ||
| + | But I wouldn't go holding my breath | ||
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| + | ''Paledan Safemal'' | ||
| + | There once was a Welshman named Gareth | ||
| + | Who loved so much to see fleets whelped | ||
| + | He sent to their death | ||
| + | His mates and himself | ||
| + | Saying "Sorry, just can't be helped | ||
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| + | [[Category:Pilots]] | ||
Latest revision as of 10:15, 28 September 2016
In the dark mists of time a vile human spread her legs and gave birth to a shining beacon of self indulgence and moral pomposity. Within days this fresh new born was named Gareth and the galaxy weeped with joy, knowing that the hand of retribution had entered the realm of the capsuleers.
Limerics given:
BobbyRush There once was a Welshman called Gareth Whose T3 he flew unto its death You'd think from that stroke He'd learn how to cloak But I wouldn't go holding my breath
Paledan Safemal There once was a Welshman named Gareth Who loved so much to see fleets whelped He sent to their death His mates and himself Saying "Sorry, just can't be helped
