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When I use SC4Tool I have to have Lot Editor open too so I can look at the texture ID shown on SC4Tool and look at Lot Editor on the base texture list. Each tile is just white with whatever transit enablage in the middle and if there isnt any then it says NOT FOUND in red.

Here's TK666 (aka Tom)'s article posted at simcities.net. Today we point our heads to the sky as Mike Dixon-Kennedy leaves this world for a better and happier place where he can be at rest and no longer in pain. Wednesday 21st May 2008 Started off as a normal day around 11am my dad came into my room complaining of a bad head. Around 11:30am he came into my room again on the phone to the ambulance, he had to hand over the phone as he could not remember where he lived. I gave the details to the people. At 11:45am (not sure) the ambulance turned up and took me and my dad off to Boston Hospital. When they got him in, I was told too book him in and give all the details about where he lives and about his health in the past, which we all know wasn’t good. They did 5/7 scans on him to work out what the problem was, at first they did not know what it was. Untill later they had found a catastrophic bleed to the brain. Later on I went to see him. He was laying there solid as a stone, not responding to anything, wired up to a life support machine and a heart reader. He had slipped into a coma he was only able to listen to me and that was it. The doctor came in to explain the problem to me as I was the only one there at the time. He explained that he had a bleed to the brain which was catastrophic and because of the pressure it would push the brain down and later on kill him. The doctor also explained that because there was 25% blood on the brain when normally there’s only 5% they could not operate and there was nothing left to do but let nature take its course. They said they will be taking him off the life support machine soon and see if he can start to breath for him self. So they took him of and he started to breath for him self and that was the time when I started to think it could be 50/50. So the day went on the doctors working on him and me phoning up the family trying to get them all in to the hospital to see him. As I sat there waiting, he started to fit to the point I had to hold the bed to stop it from moving. His skin was pale as a piece of pape,r his eyelids looked like he had been punched. The fitting stopped and his skin was back to normal and his eyelids where back to normal. The family turned up to see him on the bed with tubes and wires sticking out of him. I tried to tell them what had happened they understood what I tried to say. I couldn’t word it properly as I was in shock. They moved him from the hospital ward to a private room so he would be more comfortable. The doctors did not think he would make it though the night But he did untill... Thursday 22nd May 2008 He had made it though the night and his breathing had became more calm and sounding much better. He looked like his normal self just ever so hot and tired as his body was working so hard trying to fight it. It was about 6am in the morning and we all hadn’t slept though out the night we just sat all around him holding his hands and talking to him. We had to call the doctors in over the night as we had some close calls. The morning ticked on and he was just doing fine. But then at 10:10am he stopped breathing. We all went running to him and held him we cried and cried we spoke to him saying how much we love him and how much he is such an amazing caring man. The nurse came over and said he was having his last breaths. They shut down the oxygen and took off the mask we held him untill he had gone. He died with a smile on his face he went though no pain he went peacefully. He now where he can be happy and in no pain what so ever he now can be with his Mum and Dad. He has gone though a lot in his life with all his illnesses. But he had fulfilled what he had wanted to do and that was to have kids and write. He always said he has four lovely kids.<

As long as I can turn it off.

This child who was not vaporized still died. In one of his past lives...

For rebooting the Forum Games.

And I send Chuck Norris after you. My hill.

Gain (No pain, no gain!)

Censorship is the restriction of expression for the purpose of protecting people from reality by selectively limiting access to various ideas deemed harmful by some authority.

fixed, the ladder that flew off the first fire truck (which ended up leaning up against a lamp post) tips over and lands in the way of a fire truck, which runs over it, the tire pops, the truck tips over, the ladder of this one flies off, and again hits the power substation and again kills power to the city.

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It's true that criminals will get guns whether they're banned or not, and regardless of penalties. So I figure, loosen up some regulations and let me have one, and make gun safety classes mandatory in high school.

The thread link in the "Forum Games" main page says 6673... ...but you said 6675... ...so I say 6676.

...the ladder to fly off and shortcircuit a 'lectric substation, killing power to the entire city.

I make a new hill, pick it up, and drop it on yours, mashing you, your rifle, and everything else on it. My hill. (Both of them!)

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Ewww.

Wait, so you can't just rearrange the word instead? That's boring, every other change a letter game allows that... Fart.

For assuming that you aren't underestimating the power of my mind.

What a waste of liquor!

Comb your hair! 7/10