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Revision as of 08:56, 17 December 2005
Are we sure valentines have been moved from the market to the gift shop? --JRSiebz 02:32, 20 Sep 2005 (Central Daylight Time)
- I don't believe it ever moved from the market, no. Besides, it would break the continuuity of the giftshop if added there. --Aardvark 02:34, 20 Sep 2005 (Central Daylight Time)
- Thats what I thought, but I saw it was wrong and noticed that it was changed to that. We'll find out on Sept. 29 for sure. --JRSiebz 02:51, 20 Sep 2005 (Central Daylight Time)
- It is in the giftshop... --Shagie 23:55, 28 Sep 2005 (MDT)
Name
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Picture
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Poem
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1335 Haxx0r
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r0535 R R3d
5ug4r i5 5w337
If U'd b3 m1n3
I'd f33l pr377y 1337.
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Goth Giant
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Hearts red as blood,
Black rain in my soul,
Dispell my miasma,
And come make me whole.
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Filthy Hippy
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Man, you're, like, far out,
Your virtues are plenty,
When we're, like, together,
It's always 4:20.
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Orcish Fratboy
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You're such a hot hottie,
With junk in the trunk,
To do you I wouldn't
Even have to be drunk.
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Smarmy Pirate
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I be smitten with ye,
And all yer sweet charrrms,
Don't ye be coy, lovely,
Come to me arrrms.
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Knott Yeti
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Groooarrr err mrrrr
Snrl eeerrr grr grralll
Frrr mrrr snkrl raarrr
Frr hirr farr snrk fmalll.
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G Imp
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You're smart as a whip,
Like a razor, you're keen,
When they say that love hurts,
We know just what they mean.
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Mob Penguin
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You're sweet as spaghetti,
You're really a prize.
To not be my Valentine
Would be... unwise.
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Sk8 Gnome
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We should be tog8ther,
It's gnever too l8,
Please be my V8legntine,
That would be gr8!
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Knob Goblin Harem Girl
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O light of the sun,
O face of the moon,
We're meant for each other,
Like a spork and a foon.
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Spam Witch
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Nigerian riches,
A much bigger sword,
Being my Valentine
Has its rewards!
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Elf Farm Girl
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Is it I? It is I!
I, Mary, tramp martyr am I !
Egad! No bondage!
I, Mary, tramp martyr am I!
Is it I? It is I!
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Quiet Healer
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...
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...
...
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Gnollish Crossdresser
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A bushel of kisses,
And love double-rationed,
I give you my lips
And my great taste in fashion.
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The Hermit
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You're something quite special,
It's easy to see.
If I were the Hermit,
You'd be worthless to me.
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Gravy Boat
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Baby oh baby
oh baby oh baby,
You're cuter than flowers
And sweeter than gravy.
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