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ooh...i've now got 2 on the bottom of each ear and 1 on the top left,
i would have had 3 on the bottom left and 2 on the bottom right but i
changed my mind this morning.
suggestions, hmm, eyebrows can sometimes look nice but it depends.
nipple, well, personal preference but it makes me think of joel from
neighbours. nose, people might assume ur gay. lip, well, it loox
like a spot on the top, but it's ok on the bottom.
i luv earrings on boys
my ex boyfriend tho, he had this really
big, thick hoop and he looked like a pirate, i only ever saw him with
that or a sparkly earring that looked like he'd pinched it off his
sister.
but
of
the
ears
2
getting
the
ooh...i've now got 2 on the bottom of each ear and 1 on the top left,
i would have had 3 on the bottom left and 2 on the bottom right but i
changed my mind this morning.
suggestions, hmm, eyebrows can sometimes look nice but it depends.
nipple, well, personal preference but it makes me think of joel from
neighbours. nose, people might assume ur gay. lip, well, it loox
like a spot on the top, but it's ok on the bottom.
i luv earrings on boys
my ex boyfriend tho, he had this really big, thick hoop and he looked like a pirate, i only ever saw him with
that or a sparkly earring that looked like he'd pinched it off his
sister.
but
of
the
ears
2
getting
the
#0009106
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After the tone, leave your name, number, and tell where you left the
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I can't come to the phone now because I have amnesia and I feel
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could help me out by leaving my name and telling me something about
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I can't come to the phone now because alien beings are eating my
brain. Leave a message anyway, and after the alien beings assume my
shape, one of them will get back to you.
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HANS: This is Hans
FRANZ: And this is Franz, and we just want to...
BOTH: Pump (CLAP) you up
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They say the King died 10 years ago, but we know he's still out there
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In a vaguely phoneco-operator voice: "I'm sorry, you have reached an
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degrees and try your call again."
"Sherwood forest, which dear do you want?"
"Lucifer speaking, who in the hell do you want?"
"Bridge, Kirk here."
"City Morgue, you kill 'em, we chill 'em; You stab 'em, we slab 'em!"
"Thank you for calling Soviet Embassy. No KG... Er, no diplomats are
able to answer phone, so at sound of capitalist tone, leave name,
telephone number, and short description of secrets you wish to sell."
"E'llo."
"My name is Inigo Montonya."
"You killed my father."
"Leave your name and number, and prepare to die."
-BEEP-
1 Hello, there are no real people here to answer the phone right now.
2 Yeah, nobody but us machines!
1 Right, just us machines, but don't hang up! If you like, you can
leave your name and telephone number...
2 ...and a message! You forgot about the message!
1 Right. Leave your name, telephone number, and a brief message
after you hear the beep, and we will keep track of this stuff until
the real people get back.
2 ...unless of course, sombody pulls out our plug!
(click) "You have reached the CPX-2000 Voice Blackmail System. Your
voice patterns are now being digitally encoded and stored for later
use. Once this is done, our computers will be able to use the sound
of _your_ voice for literally thousands of illegal and immoral
purposes. There is no charge for this initial consultation, however
our staff of professional extortionists will be contacting you in the
near future to further explain the benefits of our service, and to
arrange for your schedule of payment. Remember to speak clearly at
the sound of the tone. Thank you." (BEEEEEEEEEEEP)
"Hello, this is Vulpes. I'm not home right now, but I can take a
message. Hang on a second while I get a pencil." (background noise -
open a drawer and shuffle stuff around.) "OK, what would you like me
to tell me?"
Hello. This is Nonoxynol-9, the persona and private telephone number
of Mikhail Vladivostok Gorbachev, General Secretary of the Supreme
Council of the glorious Communist Party of the Union of Sovjet
Socialist Republics, Commander-In-Chief of the Combined Armies of the
Proletariat Peoples of Russia, First Citizen of the Order of Lenin,
Supreme Patron of the Soviet Institute of Literature and Domestic
Sciences, President of the Soviet People's Council of Peace and
Happiness and Captain of the Kremlin B Squash Team. But hey, call me
Mike.
Hello, this is Death. I am not in right now, but if you leave your
name and number, I'll be right with you.
Hi, dudes, this is the Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles' secret
underground hideaway. I'm afraid we're all out just now on a
desperate mission to save the Planet from boring answering machine
messages, but if you know what The Shredder has done to April
O'Neill, or if you know where he is, or if you can think of a decent
pizza recipe, just leave your name and number and we'll ring you
right back. But don't say anything yet! Enemy agents may be
listening. When the computer has checked they're not eavesdropping,
it will make a bleeping noise and you can speak freely.
Greetings, you have reached the Sixth Sense Detective Agency. We know
how you are and what you want, so at the sound of the tone, please
hang up.
Hi. I'm probably home, I'm just avoiding someone I don't like. Leave
me a message, and if I don't call back, it's you
Alpha Centauri Space Station. Commander Vulpes can't come to the
phone right now. she's either saving the universe from some dread,
unnamed peril, or perhaps taking a nap. Leave your name and number
after the beep and she will return your call.
You have reached the offices of the planet Zarton. All our agents are
busy undermining the governments of the Earth and cannot come to
phone at the moment. However, your name and number can be left at the
tone and a representative will gladly contact you shortly to arrange
for your assimilation into the new order. Long groblint the ultimate
blenstron.
(Klingon voice ANSWERING MACHINE. SPEAK.
Hi. Do you ever feel, like, your head is full of sand, not your
regular loose sand mind you, but compacted sand, and there were like,
I dunno, bugs or something jumping up and down on the compacted sand?
Well, sometimes I do. Bye.
Thank you for calling Santa's workshop. Santa can't come to the phone
right now, and the elves are out back barbecuing Blitzen. After the
tone, please leave your Christmas list, and maybe we'll get back to
you!
Thanks for calling the Suicide Hotline. At the tone, your telephone
will explode, sending fragments of metal and plastic deep into your
brain....
Thanks for calling the Brigham Young School for Semi-Formal Bicycle
Racing. We can't come to the phone now because we're out
proselytizing heathens, so please leave your name and number.
Hello. I'm home right now but cannot find the phone. Please leave a
message and I will call you up as soon as I find it.
Around the world today, millions still speak French as either a first
or second language. But with your continued support and help, we can
wipe out French in our lifetime. Please leave a message in English at
the tone, and remember, if someone tries to speak French to you, just
say, "non".
No! NO! Not THAT! Anything but that! Not the beep! No! Please! Not
the beep! Anything but the beep! AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE! -BEEP-
Prepare for alpha test of Beep Software revision 1.05. Counting down
to test: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... -BEEP-
After the tone, leave your name, number, and tell where you left the
money. I'll get back to you as soon as it's safe for you to come out
of hiding.
You're growing tired. Your eyelids are getting heavy. You feel very
sleepy now. You are gradually losing your willpower and your ability
to resist suggestions. When you hear the tone you will feel
helplessly compelled to leave your name, number, and a message.
Next on Public Radio 91 we'll be hearing music of Antonin Dvorak.
This is the Beep Serenade in C-Sharp Minor, Opus 72... -BEEP-
Thanks for calling Dial-A-Shrink. I can't come to the phone right
now, so after the tone, please leave your name and number, then talk
briefly about your childhood and tell me what comes to mind when you
hear the following words: orange... mother... unicorn... penis. I'll
get back to you with my diagnosis as soon as possible.
I can't come to the phone right now because I'm down in the basement
printing up a fresh new batch of 20 pound notes. If you need any
money, or if you just want to check out my handi- work, please leave
your name, number, and how much cash you need after the tone. If
you're from the National Mint, please ignore this message.
Thank you for calling the Confessional Hotline. Father Durway's not
here right now, but if you'll leave your name, number, and confession
at the tone, he'll get back to you with absolution as soon as
possible. And remember, confession doesn't count unless you confess
all of your sins in vivid, graphic detail!
I can't come to the phone now because I have amnesia and I feel
stupid talking to people I don't remember. I'd appreciate it if you
could help me out by leaving my name and telling me something about
myself. Thanks.
I can't come to the phone now because alien beings are eating my
brain. Leave a message anyway, and after the alien beings assume my
shape, one of them will get back to you.
Thanks for calling Dial-An-Asshole. Right now, all our assholes are
busy. After the tone, leave your name and number, and we'll have an
asshole return your call as soon as possible.
HANS: This is Hans
FRANZ: And this is Franz, and we just want to...
BOTH: Pump (CLAP) you up
HANS: But we are not at home, you know
FRANZ: Ya, we are gone
HANS: If you want us to...
BOTH: Pump (CLAP) you up
HANS: You will leave a message after the beep
FRANZ: If you don't leave a message, then you are Girlyman.
HANS: Ya, Girlyman. And we don't talk to Girlyman, you know
FRANZ: So leave a message and we will call to..
BOTH: Pump (CLAP) you up
"Hello! This is 1-800-PRESLEY -- Yes! 1-800-PRESLEY!
They say the King died 10 years ago, but we know he's still out there
somewhere. So . . . leave your name and number and tell us where
*YOU* saw Elvis!"
In a vaguely phoneco-operator voice: "I'm sorry, you have reached an
imaginary number. Would you please rotate your tele- phone by ninety
degrees and try your call again."
"Sherwood forest, which dear do you want?"
"Lucifer speaking, who in the hell do you want?"
"Bridge, Kirk here."
"City Morgue, you kill 'em, we chill 'em; You stab 'em, we slab 'em!"
"Thank you for calling Soviet Embassy. No KG... Er, no diplomats are
able to answer phone, so at sound of capitalist tone, leave name,
telephone number, and short description of secrets you wish to sell."
"E'llo."
"My name is Inigo Montonya."
"You killed my father."
"Leave your name and number, and prepare to die."
-BEEP-
1 Hello, there are no real people here to answer the phone right now.
2 Yeah, nobody but us machines!
1 Right, just us machines, but don't hang up! If you like, you can
leave your name and telephone number...
2 ...and a message! You forgot about the message!
1 Right. Leave your name, telephone number, and a brief message
after you hear the beep, and we will keep track of this stuff until
the real people get back.
2 ...unless of course, sombody pulls out our plug!
(click) "You have reached the CPX-2000 Voice Blackmail System. Your
voice patterns are now being digitally encoded and stored for later
use. Once this is done, our computers will be able to use the sound
of _your_ voice for literally thousands of illegal and immoral
purposes. There is no charge for this initial consultation, however
our staff of professional extortionists will be contacting you in the
near future to further explain the benefits of our service, and to
arrange for your schedule of payment. Remember to speak clearly at
the sound of the tone. Thank you." (BEEEEEEEEEEEP)
"Hello, this is Vulpes. I'm not home right now, but I can take a
message. Hang on a second while I get a pencil." (background noise -
open a drawer and shuffle stuff around.) "OK, what would you like me
to tell me?"
Hello. This is Nonoxynol-9, the persona and private telephone number
of Mikhail Vladivostok Gorbachev, General Secretary of the Supreme
Council of the glorious Communist Party of the Union of Sovjet
Socialist Republics, Commander-In-Chief of the Combined Armies of the
Proletariat Peoples of Russia, First Citizen of the Order of Lenin,
Supreme Patron of the Soviet Institute of Literature and Domestic
Sciences, President of the Soviet People's Council of Peace and
Happiness and Captain of the Kremlin B Squash Team. But hey, call me
Mike.
Hello, this is Death. I am not in right now, but if you leave your
name and number, I'll be right with you.
Hi, dudes, this is the Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles' secret
underground hideaway. I'm afraid we're all out just now on a
desperate mission to save the Planet from boring answering machine
messages, but if you know what The Shredder has done to April
O'Neill, or if you know where he is, or if you can think of a decent
pizza recipe, just leave your name and number and we'll ring you
right back. But don't say anything yet! Enemy agents may be
listening. When the computer has checked they're not eavesdropping,
it will make a bleeping noise and you can speak freely.
Greetings, you have reached the Sixth Sense Detective Agency. We know
how you are and what you want, so at the sound of the tone, please
hang up.
Hi. I'm probably home, I'm just avoiding someone I don't like. Leave
me a message, and if I don't call back, it's you
Alpha Centauri Space Station. Commander Vulpes can't come to the
phone right now. she's either saving the universe from some dread,
unnamed peril, or perhaps taking a nap. Leave your name and number
after the beep and she will return your call.
You have reached the offices of the planet Zarton. All our agents are
busy undermining the governments of the Earth and cannot come to
phone at the moment. However, your name and number can be left at the
tone and a representative will gladly contact you shortly to arrange
for your assimilation into the new order. Long groblint the ultimate
blenstron.
(Klingon voice
ANSWERING MACHINE. SPEAK. Hi. Do you ever feel, like, your head is full of sand, not your
regular loose sand mind you, but compacted sand, and there were like,
I dunno, bugs or something jumping up and down on the compacted sand?
Well, sometimes I do. Bye.
Thank you for calling Santa's workshop. Santa can't come to the phone
right now, and the elves are out back barbecuing Blitzen. After the
tone, please leave your Christmas list, and maybe we'll get back to
you!
Thanks for calling the Suicide Hotline. At the tone, your telephone
will explode, sending fragments of metal and plastic deep into your
brain....
Thanks for calling the Brigham Young School for Semi-Formal Bicycle
Racing. We can't come to the phone now because we're out
proselytizing heathens, so please leave your name and number.
all i'm losing is me
#0009901
Soz, I keep disappearing don't I? I get easily
distracted by emails and strange stuff....might go into
a chatroom, dunno....I'l be knackered in the morning and
I'm supposed to be going out!
missing,the stars are out
Soz, I keep disappearing don't I? I get easily
distracted by emails and strange stuff....might go into
a chatroom, dunno....I'l be knackered in the morning and
I'm supposed to be going out!
missing,the stars are out
)
#0010798
I can't do either, I'm missing out
So I text people
and annoy them instead! *cackles*
messages on yahoooooo
me...hehe
I can't do either, I'm missing out
So I text people and annoy them instead! *cackles*
messages on yahoooooo
me...hehe
IGH:
Just who was The Brigadier
ratammer:
squeak
Debs|OWA:
o/
IGH:
Wibble
Vel:
*sigh*
Emma:
Hi VR...
Princess Psycho:
Hi I am back in the UK so how are everyone been keeping. Has Fluffy had that little accident yet?
Claire:
SHOUTBOX OF VRRRRRR
Rayanne Graff:
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Lucozade Lover:
Happy New Year!
Crinkle-Cut Beatroot:
Happy new year <3
Claire:
BOXSHOUT
Rayanne Graff:
Happy Easter.
Emma:
So… Posting a new thread is Fission Mailing… so I’m putting this here.
Emma:
I know there aren’t many people looking at this anymore… but I have made the decision to stop paying for the VR hosting and to let the domain lapse.
Emma:
I think it will be going offline around the end of May
Emma:
It’s been almost 10 years since James passed away… and I feel like it’s time.
Emma:
A lot of the regulars can be found on the VR veterans group on Facebook - if you see this and you’re not in there, come join us.
Crinkle-Cut Beatroot:
What's the facebook group called? I couldn't find it...