Hakko Ichiu

I have nothing but respect for the historic town of Banbury and its delicious cakes. I would gladly ride a cockhorse to Banbury cross, but my cockhorse doesn't cross the ocean very well.

Ooh, ooh, BF.C is big in Banbury. Time for Madmatt to organize the world-wide tour of Iceland.

I was playing [CENSORED] which involves taking a VL surrounded by wire. I moved my troops up in text book fashion; suppressed the enemy in the area; then brought up my pioneers to remove the wire. I moved them right next to it and waited... and waited ... and waited. Nothing. Finally I sent my infantry through the wire, and they didn't seem to go any faster than normal. So, do engineers do anything against wire in CMBB? Mind you, they were handy against the mine fields.

As my good lady wife so often asks me, "When is it coming out?"

Why don't you two get a room? The rest of us are busy BUMPing the thread.

- Last turn from you received by me: 009 - Last turn from me sent to you: 010 You are wrong. QED Dysentery? Nothing mild, I hope.

Hello? Anybody home? Honestly, folks, 2nd page! Must do better. C-

I'm in Ann Arbor you bottom-feeder.</font>

"Why don't you play something cool, like Marillion?" w00t!

Hmm. Does she keep her biscuits in the oven and her buns in the bed?

Bah! Rescued from the bottom of the page. I have better things to do, like rebuild Yeknod's paddock. Anyone know where I can get my hands on a Gustav Stickley feed trough?

Something in an Arts & Crafts style, perhaps. I'm not fussy about interior furnishings, but I draw the line at chintz.

In this kind of atmosphere, I think Cosmic Encounter or Illuminati would be more appropriate, and more people could join in the fun. Keep a bottle of that Pilsner cool for me, would you.

Just a quick word to say that there will be no turns from me before Saturday. Anyone wanting to send me a set-up (Geier) or turns (a wunch of you sorry bankers) should probably just find better things to do with your time -- try honing those belly-button lint extraction skills that are so vital to so many of you. [Edited to add: My heart goes out to all the Aussies, Brits, Balinese and others who lost loved ones in the attack. I am less tender-hearted than many, so I will ask in my prayers for the swift discovery and just punishment of those who committed the act and those who helped and harbored them.] [ October 16, 2002, 11:26 AM: Message edited by: Hakko Ichiu ]

I may be married, but I ain't dead. Besides, Jeeves the Wonder-Cat is a total chick-magnet. His purr will stop a hottie at 30 yards. Now, I can't help noticing that some of these scented candles smell rather...exotic. I think I shall have to grab some of Lutz's Lagavulin to counterbalance them. Just a spring water chaser on the side, laddie.

Nice, little, Italian red-head?!? Where? Where?

*Sniff* That's so sweet. I love you to, man.

Casting the yarrow stalks in regard to your challenge, I arrive at Hexagram 1438(, No Wang or Utter Contempt, while the weak Yang in the fifth line indicates a change to Hexagram 1369(z), Sod Off. The judgement reads: Bring it on, pansy boy with your long flowing locks and silk shirt open to the xiphoid process. You might as well stand between Rosie O'Donnell and a triple-layer chocolate mousse cake for all the mercy I will show you. Brilliant, those ancient Chinese, eh? Seanachai, I still await your fecking set up. Am I to file you under "slow arses" along with Jo Xia?

Is there a whole swathe of American popular culture that I have missed? By God, I hope so.

Bah! Jury duty next week. Fecking turns will be slow in coming. It is possible that my stated policy that anyone arrested must be guilty of something deserving capital punishment will get me dismissed from the jury, but I wouldn't count on it. This is North Carolina, after all. Perhaps if I appear in full Taoist regalia while chanting from the Book of Odes they'll give me a pass.

I think this is entirely unrelated to the MBT. My proof, courtesy of the "About Peng" webpage: What more evidence do we need?

One of the more interesting members of this board, during the early years. Ex-Israeli, lived in Canada, then moved back to Israel about the time the current troubles started. </font>

Well, I trust that under your "tutelage" (note the ironic, lewdly smirking quotes) the lad will grow in office. One can only hope. Having moved from the lands of ice, snow, and pasty-skinned inhabitants to an Arcadia of sun, soft breezes and tanned co-eds in sun dresses that are strategically displaced by the aforementioned soft breezes, I can but be optimistic. Is it snowing up in Ventura-land yet? Oh, yeah, you betcha. Possum, by the way, only benefits from a light red, say a Brouilly, or a young Pinot Noir. A bigger, more assertive red would overpower the delicate flavor of the flesh. As to wanting a game, as we say down in these parts, "I'll have you, boyo." Pick a scenario (double-blind, of course) or send a set-up.

You really ought to put your fancy degree to work and buy a clue. Seanachai, are you sure you want to add this one to House Bard? It seems as though your standards are slipping. And I say this as one who once had Meeks as a sycophant. Good times, good times. Oh, wait, no they weren't.

Ooh, I am cut to the quick! Oh, Death, where is thy sting? Has no one told you that stupid renderings of screen names rank even lower than puns on the humor scale? It belongs in the schoolyard, not the 'Pool -- my oldest daughter (5) can produce examples at least as humorous as yours. I know, almost everyone in the 'Pool does it, but you have pretensions to, well, something, so try living up to them. Funny, since you have singularly failed to annoy me. I would have to consider your mewlings far more meritorious (as opposed to meretricious) to consider being annoyed at them worth my while. Better. Keep trying, sport. [ October 10, 2002, 05:07 PM: Message edited by: Hakko Ichiu ]