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| Quy Creamery; Dairy Treats and Frozen Goodies | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 23 2005, 02:57 PM (1,225 Views) | |
| htz3 | Mar 8 2006, 04:32 PM Post #76 |
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Former Delegate Member of COG
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Hmmm the white chocolate fudge sounds awesome I'll try it. |
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| Quy | Mar 8 2006, 04:45 PM Post #77 |
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Artist of the Pacifics
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Here you go. Hope you like it. |
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| htz3 | Mar 8 2006, 04:55 PM Post #78 |
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Former Delegate Member of COG
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Sits and really enjoys his Ice Cream.
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| Quy | Mar 8 2006, 05:00 PM Post #79 |
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Artist of the Pacifics
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You know what? I think I'll have myself a Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip cone with Dark Chocolate... with of course my special flavor only I can have... hoo hoo! |
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| Caer Rialis | Mar 18 2006, 02:56 PM Post #80 |
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Asleep
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Entering the creamery, I see Knuckles hasn't arrived yet. Good. One A65. After placing my order, I sit at the furthest table from the door, my back to the wall. Before the ice cream can arrive, in walks two walls, members of Knuckle's crew. I recognize them, Rocco and Guido Asiago, good at one thing, causing pain. Behind them is a nervous Knuckles Provolone. His rear is guarded by the slim and dapper "Stiletto" Riccota. Glad to see you, Knuckles. Have a seat. |
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| Nutterstown | Mar 18 2006, 03:01 PM Post #81 |
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General of DSP
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*Takes his place where..* |
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| Caer Rialis | Mar 21 2006, 04:21 PM Post #82 |
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Asleep
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Knuckles waited to reply after the soda-jerk brought my ice cream. “That dame’s bad news, Maguire. I don’t told you that. It ain’t no wonder she got the drop on your boys outside that pizzeria. Yer lucky to be walkin’, paisan.” Yeah, lucky. Real lucky. Listen, this case stinks more than the market after the catch has been in the summer sun for half a day. We’re looking at a woman who comes in here, and starts to ,make you hoods quake in your boots. Who’s backing her? As I took a bite of ice cream, Knuckles stared at me, dumbfounded. Listen, she may be a nasty piece of work, but where does she get the fanatical followers, or the money to take on the criminal element here? It didn’t come from jobs she’s done, capice? She’s got someone behind her, at least a silent partner. Anyone silent lately who ain’t been killed? Knuckles stared at me, incredulous. Just then I looked at Omega. Exactly what did Omega and Vlodmekov do with the KGB that their services are necessary to Ostrowski? |
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