Seanachai

Wild Peng's wouldn't make me bow infront of you ya Berli licking fecker! </font>

Oh, no. There's innumerable other reasons as to why you're a bad person. Carry on with being happy.

WHERE IS MY BOO RADLEY?! I have commands, demands, and whims that need executing. Here, one of you sober, pointless little lemmings run and fetch my large, thuggish henchman.

While I'm interested to find that I'm not the only one here who posts while naked, the fact that you are informing a Lady of the 'Pool of this fact makes you RIPE FOR A GOOD KICKING, YOU BUGGERED LITTLE LIMEY SEWER RAT! I think I'm going to go with 'getting more pissed'. Or, in the terms of an ancient joke: The regiment has decided to repair!

BOW! BOW BEFORE ME! DO IT NOW! FAST UP WITH IT! Man, I haven't actually seen the top of my desk in...well, according to the lowest deposits, about 18 months. Hey, Berli, thanks for the Kate Bush stuff!

Don't be shy. You're asking me to go to church with you, aren't you?

You left your "mothering face" on for this? Exactly who did you learn your parenting skilz from? </font>

To ensure your survival as an entity. You'll get words when I want to give them to you, and glory in every moment you spend without meriting harsh words from me. That's 107.3 hours that you could gainfully use to scoop up ****e from the floor (where you are, I presume, currently lying), and casing it over yourself as you abase yourself before me. It would reassure me to hear that you are, in fact, lying on the floor and scrabbling up filth to pour upon your own head. That is what you are doing in between posting, correct?

It's one of those days when I'm wandering around the apartment thinking to myself 'I wish someone would call me so I could find the phone, again...'

Actually, I rather liked that one, Emrys. Sir 37mm! For one, glorious, shining moment, you didn't 'suck'. I'm not sure it's enough, though. Lie down on the floor and throw filth over yourself until I decide.

Careful, you might break a nail. </font>

Why would you go to Edmonton? Are you doing some sort of Penance?

Personally, this whole discussion looks less like it was intended as a serious discussion of the 'game issues' than a quick romp through the political wading pool. And, of course, people from both sides have now begun pissing in the pool. Thank the gods they banned political discussions from the GF, or people might piss their pants trying to decide in which forum to pull it out...

Sheesh, get Seanachai drunk and he'll hump anything. </font>

You know, I was talking to a friend of mine about the whole Combat Mission Games/Forum thing the other day and the imminent (relatively speaking) release of Shock-and-Awe Force. I explained it thusly: Imagine that one day you're walking around your neighbourhood, and you suddenly come across this rather non-descript bar called the Forum Pub, and you go in for a beer, and it turns out to be the greatest pub you've ever been to. It's run by a bunch of guys named BFC, and you meet a great bunch of people. And one day, the BFC guys tell you that there's someone special they want you to meet, and they introduce you to this French girl named Jeanette. You immediately fall head over heels for her, and start spending all your time with her. And the two of you are always going down to the Forum Pub together. And this goes on for a long time. After a while, of course, troubles with Jeanette start cropping up; the two of you, while still having a great time, aren't as close as you once were. Then the guys at BFC tell you that they want you to meet this new chick named Svetlana. Well, you meet her, and you immediately break things off with Jeanette. Svetlana's a little different, of course. More foreign, not as familiar. And because she's harder to figure out, she's more frustrating. But she's got you doing things you've never done before! And she loves the Forum Pub just as much as Jeanette does. You still see Jeanette down at the pub sometimes, and she doesn't harbour any resentments. The two of you are still good friends. And then one day, down at the pub, you meet Svetlana's sister, Sofia. Whoa! She's as hot as Svetlana, and a little more what you're used to. And she knows tricks that Svetlana doesn't. So you're in bed with both of them, now, without any petty jealousies surfacing, and still having a great time down at the Forum Pub with all these guys you've come to know there, when BFC announces that they're going to completely remodel and remake the place. And they hint to you that they've got a new, special someone they want you to meet. So of course everyone wants to know what the new place is going to be like, and speculation runs rampant. Arguments and even fights break out about what the new place should be like. And suddenly you hear the rumour that the guys from BFC are making a special announcement. So you beat feet down to the Forum Pub and, in front of the entire clentelle, the guys from BFC announce that they're converting the place to a Gay Country Western Bar with line-dancing. And then they call you over and introduce you to the 'special someone' they've been hinting at. And it's this really handsome guy named Ali. And you're not sure if you want to play 'catch'. But he seems like a really great guy. And my buddy said: You should call the BFC guys Sam, Coach and Woody. And I said 'Why'? And he said 'Look, if you're going to climb to the top of Mount Analogy, you might as plant a flag up there.

You didn't listen to my Podcast? You know, if this current job peters out and I sober up, I am so going to drive out to Maine and kick your arse...

Hmmm...still not a good match-up. Still getting some distortion and phasing when I overlap the two realities...must go apply some chemical compensation...

Hell, I thought you were Shepherd Book...

Around your arse? Are you standing on a ladder again? </font>

I don't think I'm drunk enough to come in here and find the 'discussion', such as it is, dancing merrily around my arse. I shall adjourn until such time as the two realities are not so disparate.

BOO RADLEY! This is the most...You - Friend! You're the guy! I'll treasure this. This is very like how Dalem was speaking last Saturday night. And the bastard keeps whinging that he isn't Jayne. Let's review, shall we? Jayne is a mercenary swine who is almost completely amoral, fixated on weapons, and drinks excessively. The 'rights of others' are as relevant to his existence as Greek mythology. He is conservative in the way that only someone who could pat down the dead at an accident site for valuables is conservative. Frankly, it fits Dalem to a 't'. Of course, like Jayne (and many pit toilets), Dalem has hidden depths. But I simply cannot sign off on Dalem's insistence that he is 'Mal'. Boo, where have you been? I haven't seen a post from you in ages...

Maybe he'll let you use his +5 glove of fondling...

It's wonderful to see that, when you didn't want to camp, Priests and Monks all over Italy were happy to take in two smiling, innocent young men, and give them beds, and showers and... Actually, does the Pope know about this? I thought that shining star of the Wehrmacht was dead set against that sort of thing.

Haven't you been devoured by your own anus, yet? Push a little harder, and become like the Nowhere Bird...

Hey, that's cool, Berli. Maybe you helped him on a quest, you know? You could give him pointers on killing monsters, and he could give you pointers on being a pederast...