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BTGBullseye

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  1. Well I do pay for a UK-based TF2 server, but I've never posted the IP in case it was considered shameless advertising. :3

     

    Plus as BTG had his server around first, I didn't want to just barge in along the lines of 'Oh hey, and I've got MY server as well if you're closer to the UK than the US' as to me that just felt more than a bit rude. :P

     

    Well okay I wouldn't have phrased it quite like that but you probably get the idea. :)

    Post it! If we can get better pings for future get togethers, all the better for everyone. (my pings will suck like no one else's, but that's no biggie)

     

    Besides, in a couple weeks my server may end up having to be offline for a year or more...

  2. I used to have lots of animals, but then we moved to rented houses/apartments, and I couldn't have any... :cry:

     

    Used to have a Rottweiler/Australian Sheppard/Terrier mix... Named him Rocky. (after Rocky Road ice cream, for his fur color) He used to catch birds out of the air, then release them, just for the fun of it. Also used to kill any moles that came within his chain's reach. [sent to animal shelter, was adopted within a week.]

     

    Used to have a cat. Orange with tan stripes. Named him sunshine, and he responded to his name. Understood English pretty well in general. He used to roughhouse with Rocky. [Died while fighting off a barn owl. The owl lost.] Had a second one, not as smart as the first, but looked almost identical. [Died of rat poisoning.]

     

    Used to have a bullsnake. Rocky found him on the edge of the corn field next to our house. Never named him, but he was cool. My Dad always told me not to stick my hand in his terrarium, or he'd bite and never let go. I stuck my hand in, he wrapped around my hand, and I had him with me all day. My dad got home, was amazed that I hadn't been bitten, and told me to put him back in his cage. I put my hand in the terrarium, told him verbally to get off my hand, and he did. [Released into the wild.]

     

    Used to have a small snapping turtle. My Grandma found him in her garage. Never named him. Put him in the terrarium with the bullsnake; they got along just fine. [Released into the wild.]

  3. Crazy? I was crazy once... They locked me in a round room with a dot in the corner. Every time I turned around, there it was again. Around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and then I died. They buried me in a box with a hole in the side. Every day a crab would come by and pinch my nose... That just drove me crazy! Crazy? I was crazy once...

  4. NFS: Undercover.

     

    I managed to make it stop crashing by turning off Catalyst AI, and removing my overclocking. Now every 1/3 of a race I have to sit for 5-15 seconds while it loads the track. (this load also happens on my nephew's Wii version of the game)

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