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  • Originally posted by Master Khan View Post
    I should be at 10 Downing street.
    I am MI5 Cheif.
    Hmm we should form a cricket playing government, a ball biting society

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    • Originally posted by Wardakprince
      Khaney play the ricket game in PF.
      it's so hard.
      Aha, I'll give it a try. But like I don't wanna be mean and wipe off someone's highscore so easily.

      Bu it's past 11pm and I still haven't done my chem work =/ so I should maybe do that..

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      • Originally posted by Wardakprince
        Khaney play the ricket game in PF.
        it's so hard.
        Aha, I'll give it a try. But like I don't wanna be mean and wipe off someone's highscore so easily.

        Bu it's past 11pm and I still haven't done my chem work =/ so I should maybe do that..

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        • Originally posted by Toryalai View Post
          Hmm we should form a cricket playing government, a ball biting society
          No I will Give Police big sticks and let them hit criminals.
          and bring back hanging!

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          • Originally posted by Toryalai View Post
            Hmm we should form a cricket playing government, a ball biting society
            No I will Give Police big sticks and let them hit criminals.
            and bring back hanging!

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            • Originally posted by Khaney View Post
              Aha, I'll give it a try. But like I don't wanna be mean and wipe off someone's highscore so easily.

              Bu it's past 11pm and I still haven't done my chem work =/ so I should maybe do that..
              Yaara khor sam doosi oly kha.

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              • Originally posted by Khaney View Post
                Aha, I'll give it a try. But like I don't wanna be mean and wipe off someone's highscore so easily.

                Bu it's past 11pm and I still haven't done my chem work =/ so I should maybe do that..
                Yaara khor sam doosi oly kha.

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                • Something so embarrasing happened to me today........

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                  • Something so embarrasing happened to me today........

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                    • Finally home! Home sweet home!
                      Even Adobe Photoshop can't change me.

                      A line[Durrand line] of hatred that raised a wall between the two brothers -Hamid Karzai

                      For generations, the Hindus of India prayed for deliverance from "the venom of the cobra, the teeth of the tiger and the vengeance of the Afghan."


                      The men of Kábul and Khilj also went home; and whenever they were questioned about the Musulmáns of the Kohistán (the mountains), and how matters stood there, they said, "Don't call it Kohistán, but Afghánistán; for there is nothing there but Afgháns and disturbances." Thus it is clear that for this reason the people of the country call their home in their own language Afghánistán, and themselves Afgháns. The people of India call them Patán; but the reason for this is not known. But it occurs to me, that when, under the rule of Muhammadan sovereigns, Musulmáns first came to the city of Patná, and dwelt there, the people of India (for that reason) called them Patáns—but God knows!

                      -Ferishta, 1560–1620

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                      • Finally home! Home sweet home!
                        Even Adobe Photoshop can't change me.

                        A line[Durrand line] of hatred that raised a wall between the two brothers -Hamid Karzai

                        For generations, the Hindus of India prayed for deliverance from "the venom of the cobra, the teeth of the tiger and the vengeance of the Afghan."


                        The men of Kábul and Khilj also went home; and whenever they were questioned about the Musulmáns of the Kohistán (the mountains), and how matters stood there, they said, "Don't call it Kohistán, but Afghánistán; for there is nothing there but Afgháns and disturbances." Thus it is clear that for this reason the people of the country call their home in their own language Afghánistán, and themselves Afgháns. The people of India call them Patán; but the reason for this is not known. But it occurs to me, that when, under the rule of Muhammadan sovereigns, Musulmáns first came to the city of Patná, and dwelt there, the people of India (for that reason) called them Patáns—but God knows!

                        -Ferishta, 1560–1620

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                        • My aim to join the forum was to learn more and more about my Pashtun culture and Pashto language. I did not want to involve myself in politics. But some people have so rough and teasing behavior that unknowingly i m getting involved in politics. It saddens me.
                          [FONT=Arial][SIZE=4][COLOR=darkred]Barking Dogs Seldom Bite...![/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
                          :fighting:

                          LONG LIVE UNITED PAKISTAN

                          ([B]Balochi + Sindi + Punjabi + Pashtoon + Chitrali + Kashmiri = My Sweet Pakistan[/B])

                          Jeeway Jeeway Pakistan

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                          • My aim to join the forum was to learn more and more about my Pashtun culture and Pashto language. I did not want to involve myself in politics. But some people have so rough and teasing behavior that unknowingly i m getting involved in politics. It saddens me.
                            [FONT=Arial][SIZE=4][COLOR=darkred]Barking Dogs Seldom Bite...![/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
                            :fighting:

                            LONG LIVE UNITED PAKISTAN

                            ([B]Balochi + Sindi + Punjabi + Pashtoon + Chitrali + Kashmiri = My Sweet Pakistan[/B])

                            Jeeway Jeeway Pakistan

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                            • Okay the most embarrassing day of my life, took place today, a few hours ago.

                              Okay so today was just a normal Monday. It was cloudy and gloomy. Its about 5:00 pm and i was a little bit late for one of my lectures, so i was power walking down the lecture hall....so i have my textbook, workbook, and binder in one arm, and a water bottle and my itouch in another. So i stack all my things on my books to open up the classroom door, as i am opening it up, *BAM* some guy from inside throws the door open. It happened so fast. I completely was knocked back, i fell on my left leg. All my things were all over the place. And i am on the ground, and i notice that there was blood on the cement. And i look at my leg, and blood leaked through my jeans and my moccasins. And this guy starts to scream, literally screams, in a ballistic way. He starts yelling HELP! HELP! SOMEONE JUST FEEL AND GOT HURT!! OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, SHE IS BLEEDING, THERE IS BLOOD EVERYWHERE!!! and he gets down to help me but he is still yelling. and i am begging him to be quiet, please because the classroom door was left open, and my whole ENTIRE lecture class and professor saw everything.....omg! it was so embarrassing, i thought i was going to die from embarrassment. This nerdy kid is going ballistic....ughhh it was so bad, so finally he helped me up, even though my ankle looked really bad. UGHHH the professor stood outside by the door getting my things together, he looks at me and knew i didnt want to come to lecture after everyone witnessing what just happened, so he whispers to me that he will allow me to go to the office for a first aid kit and that he will email the lecture notes to me.......


                              it was so bad!

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                              • Okay the most embarrassing day of my life, took place today, a few hours ago.

                                Okay so today was just a normal Monday. It was cloudy and gloomy. Its about 5:00 pm and i was a little bit late for one of my lectures, so i was power walking down the lecture hall....so i have my textbook, workbook, and binder in one arm, and a water bottle and my itouch in another. So i stack all my things on my books to open up the classroom door, as i am opening it up, *BAM* some guy from inside throws the door open. It happened so fast. I completely was knocked back, i fell on my left leg. All my things were all over the place. And i am on the ground, and i notice that there was blood on the cement. And i look at my leg, and blood leaked through my jeans and my moccasins. And this guy starts to scream, literally screams, in a ballistic way. He starts yelling HELP! HELP! SOMEONE JUST FEEL AND GOT HURT!! OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, SHE IS BLEEDING, THERE IS BLOOD EVERYWHERE!!! and he gets down to help me but he is still yelling. and i am begging him to be quiet, please because the classroom door was left open, and my whole ENTIRE lecture class and professor saw everything.....omg! it was so embarrassing, i thought i was going to die from embarrassment. This nerdy kid is going ballistic....ughhh it was so bad, so finally he helped me up, even though my ankle looked really bad. UGHHH the professor stood outside by the door getting my things together, he looks at me and knew i didnt want to come to lecture after everyone witnessing what just happened, so he whispers to me that he will allow me to go to the office for a first aid kit and that he will email the lecture notes to me.......


                                it was so bad!

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