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Goodnight PF.
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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!
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Ayeee Adam, you should know this regarding forums now. A love topic is only serious when made into a threadOriginally posted by Adamyousafzai
Not that i am making fun of those that make threads as such......waitttt...yes i am
Originally posted by faye View Postsorry luv, i'm already married.
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EDIT: Twerps
Last edited by Talal; 08-24-2011, 01:16 AM.It's enough that I know, Our time had a home, In your heart..Was a place..But the glass always breaks..Comment
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ha ha ha ha sucker!Originally posted by AdamyousafzaiComment
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what are you talking about? :SOriginally posted by AdamyousafzaiComment
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Haris did his job today
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LOL! all the tags are removed.
Gangster, just to let you know, it said you were on the camode (toilet).Comment
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Thanks for clarifying now i know who wrote it tOO.Comment
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ahahahaha now i am on the camode
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.Originally posted by Laila View Postahahahaha now i am on the camode
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.It's enough that I know, Our time had a home, In your heart..Was a place..But the glass always breaks..Comment
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Love my new Gi!
The only constant is change.Comment
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19 hour drive to qandahar on the back of a daksaan...some dream that was..
I am no bird, and no nest ensnares me.
non commercial would cost less if he was in charge himself which he plans on doing. right now it's n herat but soon it will be in qanadahar.
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Actually that was Admin lol.Originally posted by ~Gangster~ View PostHaris did his job today
But I took care of the second wave
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To advise others is an easy matter, the difficulty is accepting advice -- since it is bitter for those who follow their
own inclinations and desires.
-Imam al GhazaliComment
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whatupppp nigggazzz
Ka Makh De Rana Hear Sho No Jehan Ba Rana Hear She
Ka Nom De Rana Hear Sho No Khpal Zan Ba Rana Her She[Comment
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