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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 1:39 pm
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Resident Isaka Mr. Kennedy Resident Isaka Mr. Kennedy With my Chirstmas money I bought a Leon RE4 figure. Yay. whee I didn't found Ada yet. gonk Aww... I was thinking of getting my Ada. Her dress is so detailed. Yeah, it's a well done figure. 3nodding
They really did a good job with all of them. *plays with Leon and his little Rocket*
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 8:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 8:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 10:03 pm
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Biohazard EXTREME Mr. Kennedy They really did a good job with all of them. *plays with Leon and his little Rocket* *chough cough* >.> So... Leon has... a... little... rocket, does he?
Yeah. neutral
All he needs is Ada now eh? eek
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 11:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 11:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 12:00 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 8:15 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 8:23 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 8:23 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 5:35 pm
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Jill: Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt. Becky: It is so big. *scoff* She looks like, one of those resi guys' girlfriends. Jill: But, y'know, who understands those resi guys? *scoff* Becky: They only talk to her, because, she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay? Jill: I mean, her butt, is just so big. *scoff* I can't believe it's just so round, it's like, out there, I mean - gross. Look! Becky: She's just so ... ! Chris:HEY THAT'S MY SIS! *pan to Leon dressed as Sir mix a lot, sitting on top of a giant butt* I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung, wanna pull out your tongue 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But with that butt you got makes me feel so Resi Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin You say you wanna get in my Benz? Well, use me, use me 'Cause you ain't that average groupy I've seen them dancin' The hell with romancin' She's sweat, wet, Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette I'm tired of magazines Sayin' flat butts are the thing Take the average Resi man and ask him that She gotta pack much back *pan to Steve, Barry, Billy, and Luis* So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!) Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!) Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!) Shake that healthy butt! Baby got back!
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 5:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 12:45 am
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There's a soldier on the loose, from Umbrella's underground, His name is on secret documents, all around, He'll shoot you with his gun, don't be fooled by his charm, He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm, Hear the alarm, look for a man with blonde hair, Check at the mansion, he was last seen there, He has a mean stare, but usually keeps cool, Good luck on your mission and don't be fooled.
We got the walkie talkies to keep us all informed, Suited up head to toe in S.T.A.R.S. Uniforms, Our unit storms in, we split the mansion in sectors, Locking down every room, without being detected, Protect yourselves, be sure that you stand close, Watch each other's back, and guard your command post.
And most of all be advised, That he's wise, He could be disguised As one of your very own guys.
I'm on a solo mission to find him personally, To settle the score and defeat him unmercifully, For what he first did to me, It shouldn't be the last, Following foot prints with a magnifying glass, To drag his lyin a** into a prison cell, I'm hot as hell on the trail, Of this tattletale, I heard a voice, it sounded familiar, "Follow me, or I'm gonna kill ya!"
I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps, Sneezing at dust, and swingin at the spider webs, Inside the depths of the basement, I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place went, I saw my life flash in front of my eyes, I felt a powerful kick at one of my thighs, None of my guys, knew where I'm at, I was doomed, Then I remembered the flashlight in my costume.
Dealing with backstabbers, there was one thing I learned, They're only powerful when you got your back turned, I yearned for the day when we finally met again, So I could give him a taste of his own medicine, He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean, I dropped some beams that landed onto his spleen, Left him at the scene, took my sister home, Wait til RE5, to know how my story goes on.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:49 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:14 am
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