Seanachai

WHERE THE HELL ARE THE FRENCH?! PawBroon, my esteemed Gallic counterpart. You owe me a setup. Put aside the Tintin comics that you are slowly rewriting with Peng Challenge Thread posters in the stories, and send me a file. And YK2, why hast thou forsaken me? Where is my next turn? ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by dalem: Why do I get the feeling that this is like finding out that the fat Ren-fair chick at work thinks you're hot? Care to amuse me with a game, sir? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Why you unappreciative little man! Andreas has passed all sorts of completely justifiable judgements on cretins all over this Board, and he sanctions the continuance of your existence, and you are dubious? You, sir, are no True German™! It is highly unlikely that you would ever, even under the most forgiving circumstances, be able to run with an HMG to your forward assault positions. The cheek! ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 12-09-2000).]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by bauhaus: *sniff, sniff* I'm almost near tears. Instead of a hug, how about I just defeat you in a game of CM? Oooops, already happening! Now, get your hands away from my thingy and prepare to die even more you......you.......Canuck. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Defeat me you might, but you will never quell my wild Northern spirit. Sods like Fuerte might be lost to us, Bauhaus, but you—- you I shall rehabilitate. Before I am done with you, you shall embrace our Canadian brothers and sisters. You shall laugh and sing with them. You shall, in a word, Bauhaus, become Northern. Your twitchy little Illinois reality shall not drag you down into the morass. You will be reborn. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

At the risk of interjecting a 'Real World' but non-Grog note on all this, let us consider. LWATWs have to be about one of the flukiest weapons in this time period. Mass produced, cheap, training wildly variable within an army let alone between them, field conditions seriously affecting their use (how often do we consider a faust, zook, schreck, or piat round making their way between trees, through brush, etc.). These things were about as accurate as a thrown stone. That doesn't mean they never hit, or always hit. It means that their ability to hit was more often based on random factors than most weapons. Combat Mission attempts to model Real World conditions; neither FPS accuracy, nor Statistical Nazism. Play enough games, and you'll see Piats hit like champs at the edge of their range, and miss at ranges where most Board members could have hit the AFV with a two handed over the head throw with a piece of firewood. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by bauhaus: You're acting as if we like you. We loathe you and despise you. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> And that is why I punish you by inflicting my personality on you here. I forgive you, Bauhaus. You are a poor, weak person, and there is a special place for you in my heart. How about a great big 'in touch with our inner Croda' hug? Hmmm? ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 12-08-2000).]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Roman: I'm just wondering why they don't show more casulties when a squad is hit. They only show one man when the squad is eleminated. I think in showing these casualties such as in the CC series would enhance the realism, and even showing more men per squad besides three representing 10 or 12 would be a plus.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> As the 100th incarnation of this discussion begins again, I've decided I hate it even more than the 'Running w/HMGs' discussions, and I really, really hate those. My contribution to this one will be to say nothing more. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 12-08-2000).]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by jshandorf: Tonight then! Meet me in the chat area after dinner! Jeff<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Sorry, Joffrey, but we're moving into that fun filled Holiday season, when large numbers of people who do not,in fact, like me very much (you know, friends, family and such) insist on my presence at various functions and get togethers to punish me for having inflicted my presence on their lives. Tonight is not 'on', I'm afraid, but if it should change I will check to see if you're still standing around the chat room with your hand out asking for change... ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Iron Duke: 1) Mickey Mouse (So I could kick his ass) 2) Santa Claus (So I could kick HIS ass) 3) Hitler (Need I say it?) 4) Charles 5) Steve 6) God (hehehe...I won't say it!) <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Mickey Mouse is, of course, completely evil. He is the virtual reality entity that Walt Disney left in place behind him to complete the conquest of mankind. But God, now, that's a different thing. I had the opportunity, recently, to play CM against God (he's an avid fan of the Peng Challenge Thread, although he doesn't post. Something about every time he tries to manifest, it locks up the whole Board...) Anyways, we began a medium map, 1000 point QB, Meeting Engagement. I had the Germans, God was playing Commonwealth troops. God told me, 'sod the rule of 75s, sod the rule of 76s, you buy whatever you want, Seanachai, but I'm going Mechanized'. What the hell, says I, and bought a balanced force of King Tigers, Panthers, and Fallschirmjaegers (don't tell me it can't be done, laddie-bucks, I was playing against God, and he sets the parameters). So my infantry advances, my armour advances, and I see this Piat crew come into view, and over on the right flank, a Daimler AC. So one of my KTs fires, and the shot ricochets off the Daimler, and takes out a Panther. The Piat fires at extreme range, and ricochets off the knocked out Panther, hits the Daimler and ricochets, and brews up the King Tiger. The Daimler fires again, ricochets off the knocked out KT, ricochets off the knocked out Panther, and takes out my only artillery FO. So I emailed God, 'Look, do you want to play CM, or are you just going to screw around?' Proving once again, that the Peng Challenge Thread is the thread most likely to be visited by deities. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

Bugger. Tristram Shandorf, I was again without the house, as it were. No joy for TCP/IP. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

YK2, where are you? Did you get the turn I resent? Did you get the short story I'd sent you previously? I need to hear from you lassie, as I've gone all adrift! PawBroon, where the hell are you? Where's that new setup that will, once and for all, prove who is more maddeningly French, thou or I? ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Binkie: But I got locked down when I tried to start a discussion about it (although I suppose I could've been a little more tactful with my topic title... ) I guess the Pengers have friends in high places.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> You did not discuss. You whined and told dozens of Board members, many of them of very long standing indeed, to take themselves elsewhere. You might keep in mind that frequent posters on the Peng Challenge Thread include beta testers, scenario designers, grogs, and Mr. Peng. Your contributions to the Board, while appreciated, are not paramount. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by jshandorf: Anyway, I have been pinning to roll over some of you in a TCP/IP game and since Seanachai is too much of a wimp to meet me for a game who is up for it?? Oh and... You Suck. Jeff B]<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Ah, Geoffrey, I was not home last night until too late to meet you in combat. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Joe Shaw: Nothing like a Mormon Wife to keep the rabble out, I always say. Joe <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> AAAAHHHHHHHH!! I scrolled too quickly! Damnation! Another week of sedation, and then rehabilitative therapy to try and re-establish an interest in things carnal. Damn Mormon Wives! If it doesn't cut down on visits from the totally useless, at least it will make them impotent and sterile, and that is a very good thing indeed, not only for the Peng Challenge Thread, but for humanity itself. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

in a since closed thread started by Binkie <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Madmatt Moderator posted 12-06-2000 01:24 AM Leave the denizens of the Peng Thread alone. They have the same rights to post as anyone else; we have given them that ONE thread to do as they will. No one makes you read it and its not fair to blame the issues with the forum on them. Madmatt<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Madmatt: Friends, Grogs, CMers, prick up your ears! I come to bury the Peng Thread, not to praise it. The evil that they do lives on eternally, the good is oft ignored and derided. So let it be, for it is the Peng Challenge Thread. The noble Binkie hath told you that the Peng Challenge Thread is worthless; if it is so, it is a grievous fault, and grievously shall they answer for it. Here, under leave of Binkie and the rest (for Binkie is an honourable man, So are they all, all honourable men), Come I to speak on the Peng Challenge Thread. It is an awful place, filled with faithful posters and lovers of CM; But Binkie says they are worthless, And Binkie is an honourable man. They have played PBEMs untold, and gloried in the game, Did this make the Peng Challenge Thread worthless? Many have there found opponents, and much good natured fun was had; But the Board should be made of other stuff: Yea, Binkie says the Thread is worthless, and Binkie is an honourable man. You have all seen that on the Board Twice has the Peng Challenge Thread died, and Thrice has it been reborn. Was this worthlessness? Yet Binkie says it was worthless, and sure he is an honest man. I speak not to disprove what Binkie wrote, But here I am to speak what I do know. Many have posted there, not without cause; What cause have others to revile it so? O judgement! thou art passed by brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason. Bear with me. My heart lies with the Peng Challenge Thread, and I must pause till it comes back to me. Vox Madmatt, Vox Populi. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 12-06-2000).] [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 12-06-2000).]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Sir Wamers Kahlenberg: Does CM actually show the devasting affect of treetop bust or was it discluded in the game i have been playin for a while and just wanted to know. Thanx<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Dear new wonderful CM chum. Yes, tree bursts are modeled in CM. Now, consider the advantages of pulling all your questions together periodically and asking them in a group, rather than posting a new, and often many times before repeated topic, every time a new question occurs to you. Also, you might want to use the 'search' option for some of these very, very commonly asked questions, and perhaps restraining your justifiable enthusiasim a bit and not posting a new topic for every sudden revelation and observation that comes to you. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

Well, once again there are problems on the general Board, and the low and vulgar point fingers at us. Join me now, my brothers (you useless, vulgar swine) in a bit of a sing-song of the new anthem I wish to put forward. It is to the tune of 'For He Is An Englishman' from the H.M.S Pinafore. Hiram: He Is a Cesspooler, behold him! All: He is a Cesspooler! For he himself has said it. And it's much to his discredit, That he is a Cesspooler! He could have been a great debater or a grog, or CC hater or just have played the game! or just have played the game! But in spite of all temptations To avoid much condemnation he remains a Cesspooler he remains a Cesspooer! ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by jdmorse: Yeah what he said. Fie on you. Now if you will excuse me Ole' Sean seems to have slipped the Nurses attention and took a walkabout off the grounds. He is quite harmless, if you do not make any loud Noises. Fancies himself a celtic bard, from Minnesota. Right then Sean, I have a lollipop, you'd like that? then come alomg, nothering to see here. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> See?! See?! We police our own! Morse has come for me! JD, tell me about the rabbits... ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by OGSF: Wha hey, Ah'm lookin' a' yoo Jimmy, an' Ah thank Ah'm gwinta hurl ma haggis a-cos of it! Yer a poncy talkin' Sassanach bow-legged bastarrrd wi' flared norstrils, ain'ye? Wi' yer fancy pants verbage ye nae fit tae be a sod stackers stacker o' soddin' sod stacker's sods....ya sod. Ne'er mind tha' waffley bastarrrd's toy poodle, if mae dog's cat dragged ye inta mae hoose, Ah'd pour a wee dram o' kerosene on ye and burrrrn ye tae crispy kibbly bits, feed ye tae ma scrawny cat, shoot mae cat, feed him tae ma dog, shoot mae dog and bury him an a pile o' stankin' compost which Ah's prrrroceed tae burrrn until it were black crispy ****e tae be sprinkled on mae rose bushes. An then Ah' pee ain mae rose bushes. Ya poncy sod. Sod off. MacOberGrupenBloodyStompinSicFeuhrerBastard<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Alright, I know a lot of the lads have been put off by OGSF's weird Scottish gibberish, but that was actually fairly inspired, if you take the time to wade through it. I vote the useless git gives up his horrible original name, and gives up his horrible spew of initials, takes on the whole shame of his second 'juniour member' status (after all, everyone who really counts would know the history of his constant reincarnations), and come back with a truly good handle. I mean, the poor tykes' been around long enough to establish a personna, just didn't have the sodding sense to realize what that would be before he committed to his otherwise idiotic screen names. I'm sure I'll catch ****e for this one, but I just love the dénouement where he pisses on the roses. By any other name, they would be as damp with piss... ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Binkie: I'd be the last person to deny you peng people your freedom of speech, but why don't you take your "topic" elsewhere? Why don't you leave this poor BBS alone so it can help and support people who want to dicuss the actual game?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Oh, please. The sheer volume of useless, pointless, and annoying drivel posted on the General Board on an average day (not unlike your current start of a whole new thread) could drown several adults. It's easy to look at the post count on the Peng Challenge Thread and single it out. The dozens of daily idiocy threads like yours, and the tens and tens of useless and idiotic posts posted even within the good threads daily on this board would overwhelm the Peng Thread within hours. You have no real grasp of cause and effect, do you? The entire Combat Mission Board is too robust, well-used, and visited, with way too huge a backlog of posts. You could shut the Peng Challenge Thread down tomorrow, and there would still be Board problems. We, at least, have the decency to keep most of our gibberish within our own borders. And, at 6,000+ posts, I'd say there's as much interest in what happens there, as there is in the next 400 'OT, But I Thought This Was Cool/Funny/Worthy of Vomiting Up In Front of Everyone' threads. We try to police our own, as well. When we spot 'Peng people' out having a giggle, we round them up and march them back to their duty. Freedom of Speech? Who gives a rip for that. The Peng Challenge people are seriously into this game, enjoying it in their own way (and playing an awful lot of games) and counts among its members beta testers, grogs, pseudo-grogs, CM evangelists, and Meeks. Unless he's been eaten by leopard seals. Hard to know, right now. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 12-06-2000).]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by AbnAirCav: Heck, I'd even be willing to give up the Peng thread ... <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Bah! we wave our hand at you. And we, sir, would be willing to give you up! But your other advice and help in this thorny issue is appreciated. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by DVN-UK: I hesitated, took a long hard look at the pinprick of distant light that is the exit from this fetid pool of filth, took one last deep breath of the sweet air that manages to penetrate to this outer level,sighed and plunged back down into the gloom... <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> This happens a lot, actually. Surprising how many of them decide they like it down here. Ah, well, time to do the public service announcement. DVN-UK, YOU HORRIBLE LITTLE MAN! WANT TO STAY DOWN HERE DO YOU, LADDIE? WANT TO HAVE YOUR OWN CRACK AT THE PENG CHALLENGE THREAD?! I'VE HAD PETS PUT DOWN THAT SHOWED MORE INTELLIGENCE, SPUNK, AND RAW ABILITY THAN YOU'VE SHOWN SO FAR, AND I'M ONLY SPEAKING OF THE RODENTS! A TOY POODLE WOULD HAVE MORE CHANCE OF SURVIVAL HERE THAN YOU. YOU'D BETTER RECONSIDER, TAKE ANOTHER LOOK AROUND, AND THINK ABOUT THE FACT THAT EVOLUTION HAS LEFT YOU CHRONICALLY UNFIT FOR THE CHALLENGE OF THIS PLACE, AND THAT YOUR UNDOUBTEDLY LAUGHABLE EDUCATION PROBABLY ISN'T GOING TO HELP MAKE UP THE SHORT FALL IN NATURAL ABILITY! Now, all that said, welcome to the Peng Challenge Thread. Best bet is pick out someone weak and conciliatory, and lash them with your wit, satirize them, sneer at them while belittling all that they have or ever will achieve, use language like a rapier, quote freely from literature and song, and amaze us with your ability. You are, of course, probably compeletely incapable of that. That being the case, you may descend to the more popular alternative of low name calling, body parts removal and/or insertion, and posturing. I shall observe your future progress with much interest... ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Mark IV: most anything<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Do ya' know, it just gives the place tone to have Mark IV posting here. 'Course, I hate him for having crushed me in the past, but his off posting days crest the pinnacle of most people's best days. He's an educated man, is Mark IV. Not like most of you lot. Sorry, scabrous, nose-wiping idjits, wrinkling a forehead and squinting to try and make out the tiny type at the back of your brain pan which reminds you to check whether your fly is closed, and if it is, is anything disturbing caught in it. Now Mace, for example, derides me for having let some tourist off without having rolled him in fecal matter and jumped on his head while getting out the rodent calipers and doing a full orifice measurement search. Mace, my dear, pouched pseudo-mammal. The tourist in question cast no disparaging remarks. Passed no judgements. In fact, in his low-key way, gave the nod to the Peng Challenge Thread. I, as the most tedious, long-winded, pompous (just a mo', while I consult my emails for further descriptives...), self-important, autocratic, pseudo-Celt, hell, let's let it go at that, many of you are usually so intimidated by this point that you aren't reading me anyway...gave this same tourist a polite shove towards the emergency survival hatch out of the Peng Challenge Thread. I had achieved my point. Something that many here will never equal, except late at night through REM sleep fantasies. I had risen up and, utilizing my own unique idiom, slapped a current non-'Pooler away, and denied them their chosen victim. One of our own. Like yourself, Mace. I would, if your's and Marlow's position's had been reversed, done the same for you. Except that I would have pointed out that you are a particularly useless descendant of 'Combat Wombat', and used your example to terrify Aussie children into emigration, holding over their heads (and what is not over the heads of Aussie children) the thought that continued exposure to their home environment would result in giving birth to more genetic anomalies like yourself, who can (poorly) play a truly great Wargame, but who cannot manage a taunt stronger than, hey, I think you're off your game, chappie! Now, may I just say, that, in their own truly sad and handicapped way, Croda and Marlow have done some acceptable work lately. They still have a proclivity to plunge a little low, to go boldly where no one is interested in going, but some of their taunting, and general posting (it becomes tedious to do nothing but taunt...oh, not for me, but for the rest of you that aren't as adept it at least becomes tedious for the rest of us to read nothing else from you) has been...well, a bit of alright. Oh, and PeterNZer, that last bit of yours (certainly lost in waves of drool since I began typing this), wasn't complete ****e. There were actually some fine constructions there. A lot of low and vulgar drivel, true, but some taunting, abuse, and useages that actually reached above the tidemark. Now, for all those who found my previous remarks arrogant and presumptious: go back and read them very slowly. Now, read them again more quickly. Now, admit you didn't really understand them at all, or anything I've ever written, and that you just dislike me because I make you feel small and confused without actually scaring you. That's alright. You are small and confused. But I accept you anyways. Don't be afraid. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 12-05-2000).]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by DVN-UK: Ahhhhhh....I stumble into an incarnation of the infamous 'Peng' thread by accident, and make a startling discovery. One of my opponents 'Marlow' is being very 'relaxed' in posting his turns, yet has the time to post replies that cover half a page and also (if that wasn't enough) to take time out to compose "poetry" hmmmmmm...<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Bugger off, he's one of ours, now. We may hate him, deride him, piss upon him from a very great height, and laugh about him, but damned if we let his creditors come prowling about here looking for him. Claw your way back toward daylight, laddie, sans Marlow, and be glad nothing worse happens to you. We'll drink no water but drink ale and pay no reckoning on the nail no man of us shall go to jail while he a Cesspooler can be hailed. (sung by the 7th Cavalry as they rode to battle at the Little Bighorn) ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Hiram Sedai: Tommorow night I meet the Pod face to face. How should I greet an incontinant, geriatric, Combat Mission elder? Should I bring something special? Does MRPeng like prune juice or do you think he lost his taste buds in the "big one"? Suggestions?? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Peng's favourite flavor is 'ale'. And don't let him fool you with that incontinent thing...he claims that so he can urinate on Squires without having to explain why or apologize. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 12-04-2000).]