I'm sorry I made you cry Warlock.
It's a very sad song when you hear it too.
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Songs that make you cry...
by El Kabong ini've been kind of sad the past few days for several reasons, but, there are certain songs that just cause the tears to flow whenever i hear them (and especially alone).
only time by enya.
i know that this song is often linked to the sept 11 attacks, but it really is just so hauntingly beautiful.
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Did you have a favorite food at the assemblies (when they sold it there)?
by kitten whiskers inhubby and i got on the topic last night.
he was wondering what i was eating- a frozen jello pudding cup.
i remember getting them at the assemblies, especially the hot summer district assemblies.
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They use to make about 5,000 a month, a thousand for Bethel and the rest for CA. For the DC at Sydney, they used to cook for a couple days straight, hence the story above.
I know Melbourne did have the pies as the pie truck (which was a semi-trailer fitted out with three ovens and cassette holders and packing benches) was taken there. Don't know if they made theirs or bought them in?
They were brothers from Melbourne that came to our DC one time ,(I think it was the very last convention with FS or the one before) they had came to us to see if they can get any rejects instead of paying for them. When we said we didn't have any, they said that we were joking and should have some actually have left over pies. We again said "We don't have any pies for you, if we did will give you some". They asked us how many did we heated up and we said about 1,300 for breakfast. They reckoned we should have about 30-odd pies in there, they being broken from when we pack them. We said there were only three pies that were discarded because we used the to test if they were heated through by putting our finger in them and which we had eatened already. They could look for themselves. They had a look and found none. They said they will come at lunch time to see if we will have any broken ones. We told them to come when we actually pack them into the transport boxes and see for themselves on how many we break.
Before the morning session was finished they came around to see how many pies will be available. Some of them were bragging how fast they can unpack a cassette. We said "how fast then?"
They said they can unpack a cassette (480 pies (24pies x 20trays) can be fitted to a cassette, but the maximum cassette can isactually hold 700 (35 pies per tray) but itakes even longer to cook though) in 10mins.
We just laughed at them.
They said "Why are you laughing? Do you think we can't do it 10 mins?"
We then laughed even harder. "10mins? How many do you have packing?"
"Three" they replied. We laughed even harder,
"Three people! Who are you using? Dad's Army?"
"Do you think you can do it faster then?"
"We will do it in half the time, and with two packers and with no breakages!"
"No way! Nobody can do that!" They said in disbelief.
"Oh ye of little faith!" We replied.
End result.
They timed us and we had the cassette packed and loaded onto the pallet to be taken away within 3 1/2 minutes, and with no breakages! Just Alfie's finger tested one was the only one on the top of the oven. They just walked away with their tails between there legs. At least one of them was really interested to see how we actually did it and was amazed that we had to have two deliverer's and not just one in order to keep up with us packing.
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Did you have a favorite food at the assemblies (when they sold it there)?
by kitten whiskers inhubby and i got on the topic last night.
he was wondering what i was eating- a frozen jello pudding cup.
i remember getting them at the assemblies, especially the hot summer district assemblies.
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I was in the Pie Truck of the DC at Warwick Farm.
It was great! Unlimited pies to eat (because we broke them purposely) and had first selection of the other goodies that were in across the road under the grandstand's freezer/coolroom and only had to pay half price! Ahhh those jelly and custard prepacked desserts!
When it was raining or cold, the Pie truck was always warm (if not hot, approx 55 degrees Celcius on average - above 120 degrees for you northerners). When it was very hot we used to sit in the coolroom under the Foreign speaking grandstand playing cards.
However, we were invited to make those pies at Greenacre Assembly Hall, as they were having some trouble not getting any new blood in making the pies. However there were some old ducks (especially one of them) not wanting to change ways regarding on how we emptied the pies out of the trays. When we were first there, we just learned how they prepared them etc. We meet a nice old brother (I think his name was Albert) and told us his life story, which was very entertaining with some of the things he got up to, and was not follower of exactly to the letter of the law.
However when the word got around that the Society was doing away with Food Service he said that will be the one of the worst mistakes the Society will do. We asked him why that he thought of that, he said "though he understands why the Society wishing to do this in order to get out of the logistics of it all (all valid points)" he continues that it will be the downfall of it too." We asked "what do you mean by that?" He answered "My wife and I worked together for many years in some part of Food Service and that's how we had meet. Our children meet their spouses throught the Food Service as well. But what about their children? How are they going to know what their prospecteive spouses are going to be like? Look for instance, when you work in an environment like this, it is all rosy and wonderful. However at times, there may be an incident that holds some process up, or that we have an upsetting situation at a counter. If you were brother standing and watching the situation, what would you think if the sister just got upset or pushes the point too far? Or that she talks way too much and hardly lifts a finger. You would think to yourself, she wont make a suitable wife. Or how about a sister notices a brother who is in charge of some department or job. Does he let go to his head? Or does he listen and takes other peoples suggestions to heart? Not insisting that he always has the correct answer. This is the point I'm getting at. What is the other alternative we have going when they get rid of Food Service? The Fashion Show, where the girls will walk around and the boys with their tongues and eyes hanging out following them. They will be seeing the showing display, not the true personality. And vice-versa. I can see that the Society will have a lot of marriage break ups, mainly because that they will be basing the marriage on the looks, and not on the true feelings for each other. I have always said to my kids, 'if you can work with them, if you can live with them as they are, you can urely marry them'. And sadly this is true. I have been in a lot of meetings where the couple have no common ground and they based their love for each other just purely on sight, security or position." He was a wise old man, we only meet him once on our first time, as the next month passed when they were making the pies again, he sadly passed away the week before in his sleep. We were looking forward to his funny and outlandish stories. It's a pity that can't remember them now but he had us on the floor laughing in stitches.
Now getting back to the new blood, when we first started there, the brother that was in charge of the pie truck had us come in to see if we can find short cuts on how lessen the time it took for them to make them. As we learn the various facets of the process of them making them, we could only come up with area that was getting the pies out of the trays. The scrapers that we had to use were pathetic as no matter how you applied the scraper, the pie was either cut by the scraper or ripped when it was stuck to the tray. On a tray of 24 pies, you would be lucky to get out 20 in a satisfactory condition, in other words we were nearly wasting 20% of the pies made. Not only that, it took on average 10mins per tray to empty. When you are cooking about 5000 pies, do the maths. 5000 (pies) / 24 (pies per tray) x 10min (per tray) / 60mins / 3 persons = approx 12hours of work. Let alone nearly 1000 pies wasted. There has to be a better way than this. No wonder they started a 6am and didn't leave til 10pm.
So we had come up with a way to speed this up. We used the grilled tray (that the pie moulds sat on when the were stacked on a cassette that goes into the oven) placed on top to the pies, used another grilled tray underneath sandwiching the pies that were in the moulds, flipped the whole lot upside down, taken off the pie mould from the bottom of the pies, we place a frame around the pies (which we had made out of wood resembling a picture frame just thick enough not to squeeze the pies but held them in place) put they grilled tray back on and flipped it back over and "wallah" - 24 pies out of the mould with a breakage ration of 1:48 and done within 1 minute. Thus making the brothers after us have the trays to wash up for the next batch of pies ready within 15mins instead of waiting for an hour. Net result we had saved 10 hours work, 800 pies and we were ready to walk out by 5pm. They couldn't speed the pie making line to keep up with us, so we started to play cards for most of the day while they worked.
However a certain sister complained that the pies were being damaged on top because of our method and that "they" had done it before "that" (other than having the timber frame) way and was not suited to "their standards". So we told her to get nicked and go back to your section and do your job and stop bothering use with trivial things. She goes on to say "When we get the pies at the convention, the tops are broken because the brothers that cook them at the DC don't take care of those pies when packing them." We said "We are the ones that cook these pies at the DC and they are damaged before we even get to them. So it has to be before us that someone else's damages them". We left it at that. The brother who had asked us to come said "just do it their way and keep the peace." We said "That's the reason why they can't get any young blood to do that work. Having to listen to their bullcrap procedures. If they don't like it tell them to do it themselves". He just left it at that cause he knew what we had meant and were right.
The next time went, it was for 5 days work to make the pies for the convention. Having only work one day at a time, we never got to see how they packed them. So on day one we did our usual thing by doing it "our way" for which this sister got the huffs so much she called the brother who was overseeing everything to do with Food Service. He came over and had words with uswith which we told told him straight what we are doing and that it was not worth his time and effort to change things on how we do it. He went to the brother that had asked us and he plainly said "What they wish to do they will do, and as it is the best procedure I have seen and it works, I support their decision. I have seen these guys pack 480 pies that are cooked in the oven at the convention and have them packed, put into the transport boxes hot, that it used to take three packers and one deliverer 10mins, to do down to two packers and two deliverers in 3mins. The reason why there are not three packers is that there is not enough room for three deliverers. Not only that, we only have one wastage pie per oven and not a dozen, that's because they don't break any and the one that is wasted is because they stick their finger in it the check for being cooked thoroughly. That's why I asked these guys to come here. They are light years ahead of anyone else I know of." The brother from left it like that and told the sister that we will do whatever we liked. She still wasn't happy though.
The second day we did our usual thing, but this time we get to see how they packed the pies in the bags. Before we even started this sister had her brother from Bethel come over "to set us straight". We told him go and see the brother in charge of this department and "let him say to you what we have said previous to her, our head and him personally. Otherwise you are wasting our time as we have work to do." He went away and had words with the brother and so on. Meanwhile we sat down and watched how these "young" brother were packing the pies which we had frozen the day before. We have noticed that the pies were in the same condition went we put them into the freezer, so nothing was wrong there. However, we were called away to unload the moulds they were ready for use. After that we went back and watch the packers. Having been away for about an hour they had packed quite a few boxes. So as not to interupt what they were doing, we opened a packed box and low and behold, about 1 quarter of the pies had smashed tops (as we have suspected). Then we went to the packers and watched them closely, and noticing that when the pies were individually wrapped, the person packing the pies into the boxes was smashing the tops when he did so. So "hah!" we said to each other, "we now have proof where the problem lies". So we having this new found knowledge went to the sister, our head, the department's head, and the sister's brother from Bethel (who still happened to be there still) and told them to follow us. We took them over to the packers and told them to stop. They looked at us with bewilderment and stopped.
"Now!" we said, "it's not our procedure that is breaking the pie tops, for look at the pies that have been frozen from yesterday". We showed them the tray of unwrapped pies that were on the trays. "See! No broken tops! But, look inside this box! Quite a few broken tops is there now?" as we unpacked the box they were packing. "This is were the problem lies! It's not us flippping the pies over, it by these who pack the frozen pies into the boxes. When we unload the pies from the moulds, because the tops are still soft and flexible from the heat, there is very little damage to the tops. But because the pies are now frozen, the tops are hard and brittle. When they pack it into the box they smash the tops in doing so. As we have said, our procedures don't do damage to the tops, and we have also said that the pies are usually damaged before we get our hands on the at the DC. So here is your problem! Its these guys that are breaking the tops and NOT US! Neither here! Or at the convention! We think you owe us an apology sister. Find the facts out first, before you think that you are always right! Get up these ones! Not us! No wonder you cannot get young blood to help you, when you think that your way is the only way! Sometimes experience doesn't hasn't got all the answers, and us youngies do know something. At least we try to have a go! If everything was up to you oldies, we will be still in the dark ages. So what is going to be?" She just had her head down.
"No wonder that the Society is getting rid of Food Service, with the people like you trying to run it! I'll be glad when we don't have to put up with crap anymore!" The sister just turned away and went back to her work section and never ever came back. "What! No apology?" we yelled back. No answer.
Her brother just stood there amazed, the FS head was in the same position. It was though they had heard that Armageddon was postponed for a hundred years. Our boss was trying not to wet himself from laughter. His face was bright red, tears coming out of his eyes, he just couldn't keep it in. He ran outside as fast as he could and bursted out laughing.
The packers (who were mainly all young ones that pioneered) were in shock and just stood there. They could believe their eyes or ears.
The others in the kitchen that saw what had happened we either giggling (mainly the younger sisters) or were in shock or horror (the oldies). It was the funniest situation we had seen. Nobody knew what to do. They had never seen anything like this. We just looked at each other and said "A round of Five Hundred?" at the same time as if we had planned what to say at that point. We went to a table we had set up previously from yesterday and started playing cards.
Later on that day while we were on a break playing cards, the sister's brother came up and asked us if he can join in for a round before going back to Bethel. We said okay as we were playing three-handed game of Five-Hundred. We were able to play two rounds before he had to go. On leaving, he said to us rather sheepishly "I have never, ever, ever in my entire life, seen anyone put my sister in her place like how you boys have done today. It's the first time today I haven't heard a peep from her all day since then. Even her husband has never put her into her spot. Thanks boys, you have made my day!" Even the FS head brother also thanked us for putting her in her spot.
The 5 days that they had planned to cook 25,000 pies, we did 23,500 in the three days when we were there, which was actually 3,500 more than they anticipated as they factored in at least 1,000 breakages per day. They wanted 20,000, we gave more.
This is what happens when you know you are right about how things could be done, and by sticking to your guns and telling as it is. The Truth hurts, to those who wish to be lead by strict rules.
So I say bring back the Food Service! I want my pies!!!!!!!
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the Daily-Dedicate-a-Song-to-a-Special-Someone Thread
by Crumpet inrather than hijack another thread and inspired by fullofdoubtnow and dedpoets music for the wedding thread i thought i would start a little "dedications" thread - this isn't the sort of dedication symbolised by dunking though!.
(i expect to see ggbg and ofg here forthwith for some romantic dedications).. i'd like to dedicate the following to someone special - "bodies - by drowning pool" .
they probably wont see this, but the thought that counts!.
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To the Caldwell Family
What The Hell Gives The Right To Tell Me What To Do With My
Life?
Especially When You Made A Mess Of Every Chance You Had To
Success.
Look At You... Just Look At You. I Said I'm Angry Just
Looking At You.
I'm Sick And Tired Of Sitting Back Listening To All Of
Your Clap-Trap
If You Could Get Me To Take The Rap I Guarantee
You'd Leave Me With A Backslap.
Push Me To The Left, Push Me To The Right Try To Take Me
Out Of The Way
Ven If You Kick Me Off The Edge Of The World,
You're Still Going To Hear Me Say...
When The Hell Gives You The Right To Tell Me What To Do With
My Life?
Especially When You Made A Mess Of Every Chance You Have To
Success.
Look At You. Oh Look At You. I Said I'm Angry Just Looking At
You.
Shouting Down Again Mahama. Shouting Down Again.
Shouting Down Agaun Mahama. Shouting Down Again.
I Can't Begin To Tell You All The Reasons
Why You're Making Me Crazy.
I've Got So Many Answers.
Like You're Stupid, Like You're Crooked, Like You're Lazy.
Hit Me With Your Left, Hit Me With Your Right.
Hit Me From The Top To The Toe.
Even When You Chew Me Up And Spit Me Out,
I'm Still Going To Want To Know.ANGRY by Paul McCartney
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Songs that make you cry...
by El Kabong ini've been kind of sad the past few days for several reasons, but, there are certain songs that just cause the tears to flow whenever i hear them (and especially alone).
only time by enya.
i know that this song is often linked to the sept 11 attacks, but it really is just so hauntingly beautiful.
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Teddy Bear by Red Sovine
I was on the outskirts of a little southern town, Trying to reach my destination before the sun went down. The old CB was blaring away on channel one-nine When there came a little boy's voice on the radio line. And he said, "Breaker, one-nine, is anyone there? Come on back, truckers, and talk to Teddy Bear." Well, I keyed the mike and I said, "Well, you got it,Teddy Bear." And the little boy's voice came back on the air. "'Preciate the break. Who we got on that end?" I told him my handle, and then he began: "Now, I'm not supposed to bother you fellas out there, Mom says you're busy and for me to stay off the air. But, you see, I get lonely and it helps to talk 'Cause that's about all I can do. I'm crippled and I can't walk." I came back and told him to fire up that mike And I'd talk to him as long as he'd like. "This was my dad's radio," the little boy said, "But I guess it's mine and Mom's now 'cause my daddy's dead. Dad had a wreck about a month ago. He was trying to get home in a blinding snow. Mom has to work now to make ends meet And I'm not much help with my two crippled feet. She says not to worry, that we'll make it all right, But I hear her crying sometimes late at night. You know, there's one thing I want more than anything else to see. Aw, I know you guys are too busy to bother with me, But, you see, my dad used to take me for rides when he was home But I guess that's all over now since my daddy's gone." Not one breaker came on the old CB As that little crippled boy talked with me. I tried hard to swallow, the lump just wouldn't stay down As I thought about my boy back in Greenville town. "Dad was gonna take Mom and me with him later on this year. Why, I remember him saying, 'Someday this old truck'll be yours, Teddy Bear.' But I know I'll never get to ride an 18-wheeler again, But this old base will keep me in touch with all my trucker friends. Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now and leave you alone 'Cause it's about time for Mom to come home. But you give me a shout when you're passing through And I'll sure be happy to come back to you." Well, I came back and I said, "Before you go ten-ten, What's your home-twenty, little CB friend?" Well, he gave me his address and I didn't once hesitate 'Cause this hot load of freight was just gonna have to wait. I turned that truck around on a dime And headed straight for Jackson Street, 229. And as I rounded the corner, boy, I got one heck of a shock-- Eighteen-wheelers were lined up for three city blocks! Why, I guess every driver for miles around had caught Teddy Bear's call And that little crippled boy was having a ball. For as fast as one driver would carry him in, Another would carry him to his truck and take off again. Well, you better believe I took my turn at riding Teddy Bear And then I carried him back in and put him down in his chair. And, buddy, if I never live to see happiness again I want you to know I saw it that day, in the face of that little man. We took up a collection for him before his mama got home And each driver said goodbye and then they were all gone. He shook my hand with a mile-long grin And said, "So long, trucker, I'll catch you again!" I hit that interstate with tears in my eyes And I turned on the radio and I got another surprise. "Breaker, one-nine," came a voice on the air, "Just one word of thanks from Mama Teddy Bear. We wish each and every one a special prayer for you 'Cause you just made my little boy's dream come true. I'll sign off now before I start to cry. May God ride with you. Ten-four, and goodbye."
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INTELLIGENT ANSWERS to STUPID QUESTIONS. Give yours!
by Terry in1.what color is four?.
2. can you be enraged and outraged at the same time?.
3. is life being "broadcast" by the universe and we are merely "tuned" to our own particular channel?.
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1. Colour of four is ?
Black - tinting agent to printing.
There is no number of colours other than one - white. The three primary colours of red, blue and yellow are mixed the together, you will get brown due to the pigments. However, if you painted the three primary colours to a wheel and spin that wheel really fast, what to you get - white. Therefore there is only one colour - white. However, this is still no correct as white is not a colour but fragmentation of light. Why? cause you need light to show what white is, and white has all pigmentation of all the colours of the spectrum. Black is the absense of light therefore not a colour.
2. ENraged & OUTraged at the same time?
In order to be outraged, you must first be enraged with a problem. Do they cross over at some point? Yes, because when you are enraged, it takes a split second to show that outrage that is within you.
3. Is life being "broadcast" by the universe and we are merely "tuned" to our own particular channel?
The universe as we know is made up of countless number of wavelengths. Therefore we may tune ourselves to a particular wavelength regarding ideas or the such but we are all tuned to light as we need it in order to survive.
4. What is the dividing line between SUBjective and OBjective?
Objective is putting the idea ahead, whereas subjecting is following that idea. Therefore, the dividing line is space between throwing and following that idea
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Does anyone know the Caldwell's in Australia?
by ssrriotsquad ini'm sure plenty of you'se have plenty of stories to tell regarding this family.
especially if you were on the wrong side of them.
i know of a few that i heard but am wanting to more of what they are like.
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Well let's just say, we had a cong that was about 70 publishers about six years ago, when he moved in less than 2 years it had dropped down to 40, now we have just about 25 and still have have some ready to move out.
It's sad to say that our nearest congregations are 50km to the west, east and south and about 80km north. So they only option that the bros had was to move elsewhere, but they still work in our area! Whereas where this family came from the Illawarra had 3 cong meeting at the same hall, and the bros had the choice of attending the other cong instead of the one they were in. Those who cannot get along woth this family were planning to get a mini bus and travel to our neighbours to their meetings for a change. We were even planning to go to cong west of us for the Memorial just to make the CO see that we mean business! It has come to the realisation that either they move or we move!
But now we have those 3 neighbouring congs sending up brothers to help us in our situation now that (he supposedly stepped down) we have only one elder. Some of these brothers were originally going to move into our cong but didn't so because of this family. This family has no shame about themselves either. We have the CO's wife tell a family that was going to move into our cong not to go there as we have a big problem.
So you can guess why we are trying to find out ways to make their life hell now. While he is out of the protected species category, we are kicking him while he is down and also that of his family so they move out of our cong and area and we will personally make sure whatever cong they go to we will let them know of why they had to move from our cong.
The son from Bethel was a type of person that dobbed everyperson not doing the proper thing to his superiors. I know of other Bethelites who knew of him and stayed well away from him because of this.
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How would you react if someone at the hall called you by your username here
by JH in2 years ago, i went to a meeting and the brother talking in the front said that the internet was full of dirty rats..... he was looking at me when he said that.
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My user name is on the back of my footy jumper!
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Does anyone know the Caldwell's in Australia?
by ssrriotsquad ini'm sure plenty of you'se have plenty of stories to tell regarding this family.
especially if you were on the wrong side of them.
i know of a few that i heard but am wanting to more of what they are like.
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A family that moved England to Western Australia. Lived there for some time in Perth (wrecked the cong with their stern and strict ways) before leaving for South Australia and did the same but didn't last a long. They moved to the Illawarra area about 23 years ago before moving the the Hunter Valley 6 years ago.
In each congregation he has caused that much friction, that he either moved away by force (death threats supposedly for which I dont blame) or that the family outstayed their welcome. But with each move, the body of elders gave him a letter of recommendation to the following congregation just to get rid of him.
He was referred to as "Bobbie" Caldwell, "Bobbie" being slang for a English policeman due to the hat they wear called a "Bobbie". He wife we refer to as being Mrs Hyacynth Bucket (from the english sitcom "Keeping Up Appearances" (pronounced Bouquet - its french) which highlights her fakeness and being sophisticated when she really isn't. A daughter whom we call Mega-Me which is due to her being a larger version of her mother (both in height, width and ugliness). Their youngest son we have two names, one "Skinny-Me" due to he being like his father or "Sheridan" the son's name of Mrs Bucket.
They have a son that was a Bethel for a time and that now has married with a child and now is being a CO in around the southern part of Western Australia. I have given him the name of "Weasel" because that's what he is and being a combination of his parents.
They have a daughter in above the Sunshine Coast of Queensland which does not want anything to do with her parents. A son in the ACT which stirs his parents because of their strict ways. A daugther who is disfellowshipped in Sydney area I believe.
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Does anyone know the Caldwell's in Australia?
by ssrriotsquad ini'm sure plenty of you'se have plenty of stories to tell regarding this family.
especially if you were on the wrong side of them.
i know of a few that i heard but am wanting to more of what they are like.
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ssrriotsquad
The word is - he is now goooooonnnnnnnnnne!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!