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2005 to 2050

3 years of mind bending, reality distorting, time traveling ride to the ends of the world and the universe!
43 years more to go...it's going to be the adventure of a Lifetime!

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Miladysa said…
Happy 3rd Anniversary Ghost and I wish you centuries more!
Shiv said…
congrats GP...
Alok said…
Congratulations ghosty .... Happy 3rd anniversary


Alok
Jeevan said…
Happy to be one of a traveler in this Journey with you :) Shake hands buddy.
Ghost Particle said…
[Milady] Centuries of more mystery particles. :) Thank you!

[Shiv] Thank you Shiv, as always.

[alok] bro, thanx a million!

[jeevs] Nanba, there is no greater adventure than being together with us!
QUASAR9 said…
Congratulations!
"3 years of mind bending, reality distorting, time traveling ride to the ends of the world and the universe!"

and only 43 to go ... lol!
Ghost Particle said…
[q9] many thanks sir...we wish and we wish for more. ")

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