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You really are a little warped aren't you? Now put the pliers down and go do something productive, like trying to develop a translation dictionary for Donkey's gibberish.
How dare you speak to me directly!
I am an Olde One of the Cesspool and you will observe the proper formalities. i.e. appropriate fawning, tugging of forelock and general toadyism.
Now, go and burn a stick of incense at the altar of the shrine of Stuka. If you don't know the way just follow Emrys, he spends most of his day there, prostrate and mewling at my golden idol. He won't leave you room at the altar as he wants me 'all to himself' (yes, icky I know but you just can't get decent stalkers these days) so you will have to put the boot in a few times.
P.S. don't forget the donation box. Upkeep on shrines is hell these days.
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Naturally, all nether regions should be enshrined in a protective layer of duct tape. The use of pliers in such areas is entirely up to the discretion of the duct tapee.
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Your GP may recommend using salicylic acid, cryotherapy or duct tape to treat warts.
A real man would use a pair of pliers and a razor blade...but like I said a 'real man' (which holds this particular treatment far from the realm of possibility for sburke.
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WOW, 1667 hey?? You guys are practically on a roll! Keep up the good work dyke-boy!
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I've always wondered but was too polite to ask.
Now we all know that's a lie.
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Did you get paid to kill her or were you just angry?
With the noises she used to make you'd think I was killing her...
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Huh, I thought it was Stuka's bartending girlfriend.
She wasn't my girlfriend...I was knocking off the bouncer's wife at the time.
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I'll bet there's a distinct possibility she might fart towards him.
Many years ago I was doing barwork in the UK and a young lady co-worker decided to inform me that she had to fart. Being cheeky I asked her to let it rip. Now perhaps due to my youth and (thankfully) inexperience in the finer points of female farting I was anticipating a light, high-pitched, possibly melodic release but instead she screwed her face up, tensed and released a volumous trouser belch that would have made a sailor blush. Truly it was like Satan trumpeting his demons back to hell.
And no sburke, I didn't wait around to see what it smelled like...you perv.
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I attribute that to YOUR lack of presence here Nidan1.
I'm afraid that was my fault. Nidan1 has been busy towing his gutted AFV hulks off the battlefield and patting down the turf on the newly dug mass grave for his troops. Individual graves were taking too long to dig as the body count exceeded even his own personal best in cannon-fodder expenditure.
Ergo...I won...a lot.
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sometimes I say "Bartender, another beer here." I say that a lot actually.
All lies. Rumour on the street has it that one Miller Lite and you have your pants on your head singing Kumbaya.
Mind, the pants on the head could be a constant state prior to the beer but who am I to quibble.
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I believe I will require a new minion...that one, sweet as it was is now...broken.
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I recall that OFJ's assertion to my correctness was in respect to a disparaging remark made about Emrys...by nature all disparaging remarks about Michael are correct . Hence there was in fact no requirement for Joe Xhia to say anything at all, but you know how verbose these post padders are.
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Well...they're cute when they're little.
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I believe 'work' is the word you are grasping for, a concept with which I am familiar in so far as it is an activity I have minions to perform for me.
Off you go spurke, I'll have mine black with 2 sugars...step lively now!
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This sburke creature really does have a thing for getting up on its little hind legs and baring its teeth doesn't it?
Snapping and growling at all and sundry has me now somewhat rooting for the voyeur*
*assuming I actually gave a cr@p that is...
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But it ain’t over till the fat lady sings or as you refer to her “ the girl of my dreams”.
Let's leave your sister out of this m'kay?
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I do recall claiming Olde Oneship of the Cesspool some time ago. Hence, in light of the statute of limitations having expired, I can claim Berli, Peng and Seanachai legally dead and assume my legal right.
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What is this 'we' to which you refer Michael? As a non-player the only reason you are posting here is because you homeless people are notoriously hard to track down and ruthlessly slaughter. Do not deign yourself to be 'kin' in any form to the MBT.
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The donkey is considering which bits of OFJ would be worth BBQing.
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They have time in Ohio? I thought that stopped in 1860 just before the electric-speaking wire was introduced and the entire state went into techno-shock.
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Such a low act to change a post after the fact...I'm sure the Just-a-carrot will have something to say about that.
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Where is 'Inda' Boo?
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Nidan1 remits files with an expeditious and efficacious manner that precludes the abandonment of games....unlike some.
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Roofies...so seventies...
The Peng Challenge: Thread Blunder
in Combat Mission Red Thunder
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I should think a small squirt of liquid nitrogen would assist in getting those walnut shaped appendages suitably shrunken to a solid state then a quick application of a croquet mallet to shatter them into shards of wart-ness. Should gonads be lost in the endeavor we can call it 'collateral damage' and no more be said about it.