Moriarty

So sorry that we have failed to live up to your expectations. This condition likely will continue for some time -- at least as long as we choose it to be so. You might as well leave now before we disappoint you more than we already have.

Oh, quit exaggerating, will yuh? The smalls are only $12.50

Looks more like Dick Cheney and his latest hunting partner (cleverly disguised as a Democrat) ...

Yep, that about sums it up.

Speaking of stout, what'd you do with my last Guinness, you inebriated F'Artagnan?

Hope you enjoy that nasal bitterness when he puts the knife in and twists ... he was, is and always will be a Jarhead after all. ... I can see the movie in the making ... Sam Elliott portrays our comrade in arms as he takes on a platoon of Royal Aussie Jarheads ... even the ones without criminal records.

I see every need to insult you, Joe

Joe, you flatulent pustule, as a Seniour Kanigget and Patron of Hopeless Causes and the Inept, Confused and Besotted, you well know that I do not need your approval or even acknowledgment of my presence or absence from the Mutha Beautiful Thread. Better than me? Hah. Nope, in Ohio (why'd you pick that godforsaken latrine?) ... nor the rest of the world/universe ... not on your feckin' life. To quote another Knight ... I faht in your general di-rection, English Pigdog Type.

Now there's the pot(head) calling the kettle black ...

Roight, it's the criminal, ne'er-do-well upbringing of all them there southern (hemisphere) types.

And Berli for Secretary of Welfare

Flemming ... is that a rodent with a poofy hairdo?

Money? Hah! You'll pay in blood first ... muahahah...gak!

Do you have any flammety thingies around? Leeo simply loves the torch

... and you hateses flammety thingies ... and thingies that go BOOM ... no not BOO, well, yeah, you can hate him, too ... I always did

Lawson, you don't need any other game ... except, perhaps, chess (with a tasty single malt Scotch, something with a wee bit of smoke to it) or Seanachai's favorite, mumblety peg while drinking after shave with the natives down on Hennepin Avenue.

Take care, Noba. The young one who I sponsored lo those many years ago, upon the recommendation of the venerable though slightly daft Goanna, has learned well the tactics of futility (ToF) ... against which massive destruction is assured.

Ahh, Camel straights. No one ever bummed one from you at a bar if you were smokin' those. Speaking of bums at bars, nice to see so many of the Olde Ones still here.

Succinct, to the point … well said, Elvis.

The Dahmer defense? </font>

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Gotta love playing "the member number" card. </font>

And the winner is: Boo

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