Stuka

yayyy, sports...

Finally got parole huh?

Just because i'm better than you doesn't make me elitist.

And yet I still play the game...oh Michael, how your ancestors must weep.

Oh sorry Boo did we all stop paying attention to you and your silly little state for a nanosecond? You must be an only child.

I think thats all part of the kink for such preverts.

But you have swaggled corn...

Do you often think about men wearing makeup?

I don't wear makeup, deranged or otherwise. Unlike Michael, who never leaves the hospice without a little lippy and eyeliner.

A phrase Michael doesn't get to use too often.

Chuck Norris laughs at measly calf wounds, he wouldn't need no girly pain meds.

Unlikely, I'd say you'll just be back to your usual self.

You have to be careful with Buzzsaw, he's gamier than a rabbit pie. In other Buzzsaw related news (like anyone cares), the rUNE scenario created for Boo'i've a bad back from just thinking about shovelling snow'Radley is winging it's way to Buzzsaw, no doubt his evil leige will have already created a cheat sheet for this loathsome protege.

Toledo was created so Klinger could say "Holy Toledo"...alot.

The same way you fly IL2 Sturmoviks straight and level?

It was a 'special' rUnE setup just for Boo and I apparently. As it happens, Boo's Atari800XL can't handle battalion sized games so I have a juicy setup going spare...anyone...anyone...Bueller?

So grouchy in the morning, those nicorettes just not doing it for ya huh? This will cheer you up, a nice rUNE scenario. It's probably division sized, dark, raining and foggy but given your own level of gloom and misery it'll be like a ray of sunshine.

Even Boo who has a head the shape of a jar?

Perhaps he had a muffin and trying to shoot a hole in the middle to make a donut?

Don't you have drugs to take and daytime television to drool through?

Whatever made you think he ever wore trousers?

It's not mine, I know its hungry and in need of a bath but I already have a cat so I can't keep it. I'm calling animal control...

Nidan1 would be WELCOME at my hovel...er, luxury apartment. Unlike yourself, who couldn't find his way to the Greyhound bus station for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to travel to NY to meet me and bathe in the glow of my righteousnessness...ness.

The thought of frozen-to-the-core whilst shovelling snow with a bad back old you makes the 'Becks' beer i'm having now taste just that little bit better. I assume the Amish beard cutting terrorist story being a month old shows how long it takes for news from Ohio to reach the real world. The smoke signals, pony express and pidgeon carriers just aren't cutting the mustard in the digital age are they?

Yummo, Peroni beer is just the thing after a hard days work! W00T!