Lars

"Well since MBA was actively kicking us in the balls all game what else were we to do?" - Maverick You'll get yours soon too, Nidan.

See you indeed. </font>

Would the dog even touch one of yours? sigh....for the dense... Resend, you idjit.

Update from the Front: Shaw – Losing. Speedy – Losing. Dalem – Losing. Malakivski – Slightly winning. Papa Kahn – Losing. Boo – perhaps a draw. {sheesh, these things take a long time to write…If you didn’t see your name here, it’s cuz you owe me a turn}

Ppppptht!!!! to all you lowly sods. I got the Queen the best present of all. I organized a truly righteous kicking right square in the nads of the Crimson Brigade. So there.

Two words — seek help. </font>

Boo and I are locked in a titanic battle to see who can waste the most uberkitties. Boo has Soviet air support, I have none. Boo has Soviet uberkitties, which are better than German uberkitties. Boo is whining about lowly Panthers. Draw your own conclusions...

No Lars, I'm not starving. My virtual peasants are. You do know this is just a game, right? There isn't some little pocket of the world where you are indeed a Baron or what have you and your subjects don't adore you. People DO NOT show you respect and you are not admired and feared for your wise and glorious rule. The closest you might come to this is in you duties as slumlord to the misplaced Iowans who inhabit your gaggle of doublewides down by the levy. And the fact that this is the nearest you will ever come to having a "fiefdom" -like life is proof enough for me that the universe is run by a kind and benevolent deity. </font>

Just makes me feel good to know Boo's starving.

Ah, it was good for you my little Rabbit, no? </font>

Ah, it was good for you my little Rabbit, no?

Oh dear, this one needs a little more work... ***BOOT*** It's "Now Sod Off". {and that "twat" better be referring to "The War Against Terror" or you'll have another...}

Well, there goes the week...

Uh oh...

The only school you two idjits went to was reform school.

Thanks for the visual.

For a gnome? It's when somebody shoves a stick up your ***.

Language, Tacky Tinkerbell, watch the language. ***BOOT*** Oh, btw, good luck Hiram, I'm sure the Doc studied just as hard as I did in school.

This B.O.C. moment brought to you by Acapulco GOLD. All day and nothing to do but crank up the speakers and hit the bong, eh dalem? Lucky sod...

you couldn't scare a three year old away </font>

Don't we get a U-2 first?

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ***BANG*** heh heh heh...

You're furiously looking for the manual right now, aren't you? Speedy, did ya get that turn last night?

Hmm, Jabos might be even more fun in the desert. Then again, Shaw would consider 500 flamethrower teams in tinder dry brush with a high wind fun too. Wonder if Shaw is as good at ambush markers as he is with TRP's?

I am truly honored but with this ROW thing I have about 12 or 13 games going right now. I think I will have to pass with thanks. </font>