Subject: Re: Happy Birthday Xaso! Wed 11 Jun 2014, 10:46 am
happy birthday you forum warrior of both day and night. Your saber is the keyboard while your letters never fight. You enjoy rhyme and lyric as a pleasure somewhere in time. On this Birtday i wrote one for you, i hope you enjoy it as if it was a warm and welcoming candle light.
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Last edited by ExiDux on Thu 12 Jun 2014, 12:35 pm; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : Instead of enjoy i had a typo which said ejoy.)
Subject: Re: Happy Birthday Xaso! Thu 12 Jun 2014, 10:39 am
Yet when I went to bed last night to sleep, the world still turned the usual way I knew. But after comatose and deadly deep repose, I found myself in clouds of blue and white and bathed in golden, warming light, and by myself I thought: „This can’t be true!“ But while I was still gazing at the sight, a man with epic name and epic fame appeared and he put forth to me his right. He lead me to the gate from which he came: A gate of gemstones, gold and ornament. My guide went through it and I did the same. A tasty mining-craft accomplishment, that Yodah brought to me, who ran to meet me quickly, was my lead-off merriment. Then Vader in his armour came to greet, although he lacked a little confidence, because he dared a foreign-language-feat. But ExiDux in all his competence recited just like an entheal bard a poem made with artful diligence. The next celebrity there in the yard was Zelah with an amicable smile. Then Angel sent his musical regard, yes even though it wouldn’t fit his style, he chose it for the purpose of the day. But sprinting Gonza shouted from a mile away his greeting in a twofold way with tiny, lovely and sublime mistakes. Therafter Pro endeavored to allay the volume and in turn he hit the breaks to greet me and to say hello up close. Then Nick, who brought the second of the cakes, he tried, although he is the lord of prose, his best at poetry and left a mess. But Reaver soothed this raid against the nose by even adding to the food excess another cake of terrifying size. And being full I wanted to progress, but Shotty jumped towards me flubber-wise, while being much too fluttering to speak, whereas Dzirtanis with a thousand pies was right behind him babbling like a freak from his excitement – such a joyful jest. The end of this amusing dancing clique was formed by Hektor with the scary crest and Dragon with the scary mammoth-eye, they both in short were wishing me the best. Behind them rose a palace to the sky, in which – somehow I knew it all for sure – my girl was waiting for this lucky guy: The perfect finish for my dreamlike tour.