Moriarty

More blathering from Noba Very kind of you to allow that I may stay around. Pondscum, eh? Not bad company indeed. As for Grue, bah, he's all foo-fah and folderol. In gratitude for your kindness, I offer you this: Gaily bedight, You besotted knight, In slop and in fallow, Noba urinated long, Singing a song, In search of amontillado. Noba once was a goatherd-- This knight now a dotard-- And o'er his heart a shadow Fell in his stink In search of a drink That looked like amontillado. And, as his strength Failed Noba at length, He met a blurred shadow- "Tarbender," slurred he, "Wh-wh-ere gannit be-- Thish c-c-cask of am-amon-amontillado?" "To the end of the street -- Kee-rist, don’t pee on your feet, Down to the bar in the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," The bartender replied-- "If you seek more amontillado!" (My apologies to Ed) As for my inability to play the game — that is indeed legendary. I was not appointed Senior Knight and Defender of Hopeless Causes for nothing. However, if should want to meet on the field of battle, then send a setup. My terms for combat have not changed: Any game, any side, any rules or no rules.

Smell from a dead lizard? Perish the thought. I shower once a month whether I need to or not. "Wit," "panache" and "Mace" in one sentence? I had not thought it could be done. A tip of the fedora to you. And since my return to the M.B.T. bothers you, Sir Noba to the extent that have asked me to leave, I believe I'll pull up a chair and stay awhile. [ August 21, 2004, 12:27 AM: Message edited by: Moriarty ]

My, my, Noba, or should I spell it aboN so that you might, perchance, be able to read it … traveling as you are on the backward half of the planet. Take some time out from nibbling the crunchy bits clinging to the scruffy butt hairs of Joe Shaw and offer up a righteous taunt — one with acid panache and a bit of humor. I realize that Joe Shaw will miss your services and that this will be difficult for someone so new to the M.B.T. but do give it a try.

Nah, you're just Sneezy, Breezy and Wheezy all rolled into one.

Especially when he drags out the Mormon wives photos.

It's what happens when deplane you're on gonna hit deground.

Nattering from Boo Send moves now, he says. Hooey, wasn't your last turn a surrender? Must've been. You've been too quiet. Either tonight (0340 CST) or a wee bit later today.

Mace, I believe you have the right of it in this instance. I submit as Exhibit 1 the following quote from the fuzzy little Scotsman's subsequent post. In order to save the wee Span'l from any further pain and embarrassment, I have sent the file forthwith, to wit, i.e., e.g., etc., to OhGoodySpan'lFun

OGSF ye bloated bison belly ain tha blisterin' blaze o' a midday sun! Where's mah feckin' turrrn frrrom that feckin' Runish battle that you've been holding back on for lo these many years??? Ye're a furry bummed toucher o' small animals, ain't ye?? (Akin tae tha bastarrrd Boo ain many respaicts).

Boo, glad to see you've come to your … , um, well, senses. Send setup any game, any side.

How effing DARE YOU call my veracity into question!!!! I'm a published author, and besides, it was printed on the internet so it must be true! </font>

A wave would be a right neighborly thing to do … just don't ask her if she blows a bugle at reveille. [ January 20, 2004, 01:26 AM: Message edited by: Moriarty ]

Messy. Very messy prospect for Seanachai Of course, the thought of The Gnome bumping around in a dryer is rather amusing. [ January 16, 2004, 12:37 AM: Message edited by: Moriarty ]

Perhaps the loser should be forced to listen to some lawyerly type blather on about something they know nothing of … much like the opening post of this thread. Gah, I already feel ashamed. You still owe me a game, Lawyerly type.

Leave in an hour, you've had enough.

Offend you, Joe Shaw? Why I find that merely offending you to be absolutely inconceivable given the utter contempt in which I hold you, sir.

Dunno, are you gonna send more than three turns per year?

Hiya, Kitty, welcome back to the loony bin.

Hmmm, then you've still never played.

Mebbe, the fine folks at BF.C figured that a credit in the booklet was enough.