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Name Contest(CLOSED)
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28th December 2014, 01:39 PM
I am having a contest for a new name.
The name has to contain Leedle in it somewhere (a challenge )
Make it creative and cute.
First place: 30 gold(LiveToDance)
Second place:10 gold(Mico Kenobi)
Third place:5 gold(Lita)
(Winner will be chosen by like AND my opinion.) HAVE FUNNN
The name has to contain Leedle in it somewhere (a challenge )
Make it creative and cute.
First place: 30 gold(LiveToDance)
Second place:10 gold(Mico Kenobi)
Third place:5 gold(Lita)
(Winner will be chosen by like AND my opinion.) HAVE FUNNN
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Songs in profile
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27th December 2014, 11:17 PM
I don't like the "option" idea tho. (Even tho I'm a rookie )
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Posted in
Create a puffle
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27th December 2014, 10:45 PM
Type of puffle :Pink And Green puffle
Name: Patrick
Age:3
Gender:Boy
Type Of Puffle: Pig Puffle
Name:Snort Snort
Age:3
Gender:Girl
Name: Patrick
Age:3
Gender:Boy
Type Of Puffle: Pig Puffle
Name:Snort Snort
Age:3
Gender:Girl
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RRCherrypie
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27th December 2014, 10:05 PM
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=R06wOny6Uk8
Idk why but i find the interesting, he makes small versions of real food just froma powder.
He is really neat if you are weird enough to understand c: m
Youtube: RRCherrypie
Sorry for a short post (couldn't get the actual video)
Idk why but i find the interesting, he makes small versions of real food just froma powder.
He is really neat if you are weird enough to understand c: m
Youtube: RRCherrypie
Sorry for a short post (couldn't get the actual video)
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Sad Story
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27th December 2014, 04:59 PM
This is a story I found on FaceBook idk if any of you read it already. It's kind of sad,but it's beautiful and it will touch your heart.
I was walking around when i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him
I was walking around when i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him
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CP Army News (Roleplay)
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27th December 2014, 12:42 AM
I would join a team and stuff but when it's like school and stuff i cant get on Oldcp during the week days unless it's like a school break.
It sucks
It sucks
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CP Army News (Roleplay)
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27th December 2014, 12:32 AM
Lol so no Shadow Nation?
Nice Post
Nice Post
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Spam for Player of the day
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26th December 2014, 11:06 PM
Quote:
I think the Player of the Day should be chosen randomly, but instead it should choose people who have been active in the past 2-3 days.
Well.... in a weird way people can spam for views if think about it a lot
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Finish That Story
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26th December 2014, 10:48 PM
Quote:
When he got back to Africa, he talked to a bunch of children about how to make sure they stay safe at home when they grow up and how he's a professional of not letting anybody break into his house. Suddenly, Mr. Money In The Bank Seth Rollins broke into Falcon's house, and I hit Falcon with my Money In The Bank briefcase.
No... just...no......Don't. ...please...don't. ...
FALCON LOVER
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Finish That Story
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26th December 2014, 10:09 PM
Quote:
...until a giraffe comes galloping into the water. he splashed into a puddle and made everyone wet. they all were wizards somehow and summoned torches and pitchforks. they were all chasing him down the street until the giraffe stopped outside of taco bell and said "everyone stop! i'm falcon lover! i came to have here so i can get away from the people noscoping me back at africa!" all the people stopped, dropped their pitchforks and torches and they all ordered soft tacos from taco bell so they can get the wrapper and get his autograph. then, falcon lover said "i'm so sorry peeps, but since i don't have apposable thumbs, i can't write. but i will forget to subscribe and i will subscribe to you once i get back to africa" all the people summoned pens and wrote their channel names down on the taco bell wrappers and gave them to falcon lover. they all brought him back to the airport to say their last goodbyes to him. falcon lover said "i will miss all of you. hope yyou become famouse one day on youtube like me. pece" then he left, somehow got into the plane, and went back to africa, dodging noscopes once again.
the end
-pece-
the end
-pece-
LOL FALCON LOVER .
Sadish but funny
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/Banoutfit
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25th December 2014, 06:46 PM
This has its pros and cons so I can't say I fully agree.
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