Knight posted:
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Originally posted by Freak
There's a few of us who have been on here for a long time (over 2-3 years) like me, Zakath, Detective, Francisco, Jefferson, etc...and I don't know if any of us know the history of TOL.
Who started TOL?
Why?
Who controls it?
etc........
WE WANT TO KNOW!!!!!
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The rain poured down on that late fall evening....
Only the sound of the driving rain could be heard from the basement where the "special ones" were meeting.
All in attendance starred across at one another for several minutes without the slightest utterance.
The light in the room emanated from a single lamp swinging from the ceiling. Three silhouettes, one on each side of the three sided table populated the room.
The silence was broken when the deep crackled voice of one of the "special ones" spoke out.... "How will it be done?"
Several minutes of silence ensued....
When at last the word came in form of an acronym...
"T, O, L" And the again... "TOL".
Suitcase buckles snapped shut, the screech of wooden chair legs howled as chairs slid back allowing the quick exit of the "Special ones".
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quote:
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Originally posted by Freak
There's a few of us who have been on here for a long time (over 2-3 years) like me, Zakath, Detective, Francisco, Jefferson, etc...and I don't know if any of us know the history of TOL.
Who started TOL?
Why?
Who controls it?
etc........
WE WANT TO KNOW!!!!!
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The rain poured down on that late fall evening....
Only the sound of the driving rain could be heard from the basement where the "special ones" were meeting.
All in attendance starred across at one another for several minutes without the slightest utterance.
The light in the room emanated from a single lamp swinging from the ceiling. Three silhouettes, one on each side of the three sided table populated the room.
The silence was broken when the deep crackled voice of one of the "special ones" spoke out.... "How will it be done?"
Several minutes of silence ensued....
When at last the word came in form of an acronym...
"T, O, L" And the again... "TOL".
Suitcase buckles snapped shut, the screech of wooden chair legs howled as chairs slid back allowing the quick exit of the "Special ones".
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