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Lurkur

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  • Birthday 07/26/1960

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    Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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    Thai cooking, Thai eating
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  1. Now THAT is an interesting prospect! Will the the fire and heat of an inflamed Seanachi consume the wet dankness of the cesspool? Will the sultry cess of the MBT snuff the infernal bard? Or will they cancel each other out, as if neither ever existed? As for an offering... Oh Seanachi, you horrid, hollow little man of tiny twisted bits. You indeed piss on us from a great height, but only because you stand on the shoulders of giants. And we fear not your insufficient stream of steaming wee, as you have yet to get "it" out of your pants before commencing. No, those of us below watch only in the expectation that this time, as your fumble in vain for your negligible naughty bits, your inebriated brain will lose control of what little balance you have left, and send you hurling to a greasy, sordid demise—drowning in the cess of your own creation. We are in fact, here waiting for the inevitable burning wreck that the trajectory of your misbegotten path inevitably leads to. You are, the NASCAR of pengdom, except your left turn signal is perpetually blinking, and even on the hottest days in Summer you can be seen wearing a hat, squinting through the steering wheel as you slow traffic to a crawl—leading a virtual parade of honking and cursing. Which is really all the Peng thread is, once you eliminate Joe Shaw, and who could be against that? So receive this offering, o source and object of my derision, hatred, and contempt. From dust we are made, to dust we return. And on Wednesdays we dust and vacuum. Take this, the produce of the dust, in the spirit intended. [holds forth a large zucchini] Well, only one place this is going to fit! [squimpi-squimpi-squimp...POP!]
  2. As opposed to eastern Ohio, which is like western Pennsylvania but the interesting topography shaved off by the last ice age, and twice as many strip malls. Actually I was thinking of someplace with a salad bar. That way we could lay the old bastige out on the ice, with the sneeze guards to keep the stink in. Of course, we could always put Seanachi into a wicker man.
  3. It would be easier to get into the spirit if you acted more... dead. Or at least dying. hmmm, will BFC let us have a designated Gnome Wake thread, or do we need to move it to dosomefink? We'll need a casket... or at least a garbage bag for the body.
  4. Heh, I've been slogging the good fight at the Onion wars. You apparently went AWOL after perceiving the inevitable outcome; where the glorious People's Army of the Salmon Republics lifted the heavy, iron-shod jackboot of Emerald oppression from the necks of the of the workers of Fea Cebola and replaced it with the liberating jackboot of a worker's utopia! ...and drawing the Salmon Army Nurse Calendar, of course.
  5. Greetings o dark knights of the soul. Like the buzzards of Hinckley, I have returned to once again feast on the bloated corpses of your intellect. What did I miss? I had stumbled on Seanachi's Christmas greeting on the Dosomefink forum and was overwhelmed with a deep and abiding affection for that drunken pustule on the buttocks of humanity. That of course, reminded me of the rest of the buttocks, and so I thought I'd stop by and see what ****e was spewing from your collective holes. One minute here and that affection dried up right quick. The thought occurred to me that we really haven't done enough to honor the old gnome, who has given so much of himself, in spite of all protestations to cease and desist. But how do you honor a sodden and bitter misanthrope like the bard of the MBT? How about a wake? What better way of giving homage to Seanachi than to wish him dead and then allow the masses to line up to verbally abuse him, his life, his legacy, and perhaps relieve oneself into the open casket? After putting the boot in, we can gather at a bar and drink and eat, laugh and cry and play loud celtic music to drown out his shrieks, pounding on the casket lid, and the fading, sobbing gasps for air. Needs to be it's own thread. For posterity and the children's sake, dontchaknow.
  6. I need to find some history regarding the decision to include the SturmTiger in CMBB, and why they made it shoot 3 times faster than it could sustain in RealLife™. I have tried various searches but found nothing. Can anyone point me to a thread where Battlefront has discussed this? It is being considered for inclusion in an ongoing campaign, and my gut feeling is that it is an imbalanced and imbalancing unit. Fine for the occassional goofy QB but not for anything remotely striving for reality. Any pointers would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.
  7. Sergeant Alexander Uhlig led a beat-up company of Fallschirmjägers to capture a US battalion in Normandy. I went to Normandy and all I got was the Knight's Cross
  8. Easy, the Brits... but they actually get something for the taxes they pay </font>
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