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Madness? THIS IS SPARTAAAA!!!!! :CShock:

Here is a picture of one billion of your tax dollars going to fund research for fighting the swine flu. It seems like Obama is just throwing billions of dollars around. A billion here, a billion there... America is already in debt. :CStern:

President Obama Reiterates Request For $1.5 Billion in Funding to Combat Swine Flu Another 1 billion $. Seriously?

Ox. I just saw the blue guy in the middle of you'r avi and it reminded me of Paul Bunyans blue ox.

Rasputin is a cobra.

A...dragon? I duno.

As manny of you know, Rev Ultor has discontinued being part of this site (for now maybe). Rev Ultor was the master of my character, Olmurani Upesi. I was'nt able to continue his training because of Rev deciding to leave. So, I need a new master to continue Olmurani's training.

Because they don't want to. How many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie pop?

(( Hope you guys dont mind me butting in like this. I'm all caught up on the story.)) Olmurani had been walking arround in the tempil for a while. He had been in training for a while and it would soon be complete. But now, he was just extremely bored. There did'nt seem to be annything that he...

Olmurani did as his master said and sat cross-legged. His meditation position was different than the other Padawans. He was bent over slightly with his elbows resting on his knees whith his hands folded together and his head bowed, eyes closed, and his forehead touching his clenched hands...

Olmurani thought back to his previous learnings from the teachers of the jedi tempil. He had enjoyed learning the technique and enjoyed using it to calm himself in his stress. "Yes master, I have. Though I don't really know how good I am at it. I mean, in compairison with other students my...

Listening intently, Olmurani understood the teachings. He was glad to know that his memories were not always to be pushed away but sometimes rather used for the betterment of his cause and the cause of the Jedi Order. "Thank you master. I understand fully." Olmurani felt a deep content...

Cut out my eyes. You can do more things blind than you can with you'r hands cut off. Walk across the track at a NASCAR race blindfolded or give a pedicure to 1000 hobos.

"Intelligent people know of what they speak; fools speak of what they know." -Minchas Shabbos

Olmurani saw the bar too and nodded to aknowlege it. Olmurani got in the speeder after Anaru. "Ah' was born ready foo'." Olmurani said as he flashed a corellian gangster gesture jokingly. He shut the door on the speeder and leaned on the armrest as they set off to the bar.

Olmurani did'nt like the idea of going into a bar. He could'nt help but remember some of the shady characters he had seen in bars. But, he was a jedi and when he was required to be somewhere, he went there. Though it was a good idea. Much could be learned just by simply listening. "Sounds...

This was one of the many missions Olmurani would go on. He was sent with annother padawan. It was Anaru, Olmurani's friend. Anaru and he had been briefed about the state of the monarchy on Zeltros. Olmurani had thought "Great. Politics...My favorite". Of course he was being sarcastic as he had...

Olmurani thought a moment and answered. "I'm thinking of my home. I see the savannas of Cathar. My home. And my mother...washing the dishes. My sister in her bedroom listening to music." Olmurani could see these things in his mind as if he standing there. His memories of home never left...

Leting the force flow through him once more, Olmurani thought up a message to send. He released the words in his mind and felt them come to his master. "Am I doing it right?" Olmurani waited for a response.