Snarker
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Are you back, Soddy? WHARS ME TURN? :mad: :mad:
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:mad: :mad: GGRGRAAAARGH!!! This noodlehead looked through the scenarios on his CMBB list and doesn't have one dated 44/04. Or 44 April. Or April 44. Or nuffink. :mad: :mad: Sooo.. follow the detective's logic here. We (as in you and me) played the scenario. Someone's *cough* Axe *cough* computer must have the scenario on it, in order to play it. My computer doesn't have this scenario on it. Therefore... Almost forgot - Maggot. :mad: :mad: Disclaimer: No brain cells were destroyed during the making of this post. I can't afford it.
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Almost forgot. Wino!!!!!! Listen, Mister Maggotty Man!!!! I've been waiting for a turn from you since Christ was a corporal - and at this rate, he ain't makin' sergeant any time soon!!!! Get with the program!!!! I knew you and Master Goodale were related the minute I saw your moss covered, fint-chipperesque, sloping forehead. :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:
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Hmmmm, Dave. Bull****! Or more precisely, do you have any lawn fertilizer left over? I seem to remember that will melt ice better than ordinary rock salt. It should eat it's way down to the driveway, won't hurt it, and should soften up the ice a bit so you can shovel it. We had to use fertilizer to de-ice the rr tracks years ago when we couldn't get salt at the plant I worked in...
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Hmmmm, Dave. Bull****! Or more precisely, do you have any lawn fertilizer left over? I seem to remember that will melt ice better than ordinary rock salt. It should eat it's way down to the driveway, won't hurt it, and should soften up the ice a bit so you can shovel it. We had to use fertilizer to de-ice the rr tracks years ago when we couldn't get salt at the plant I worked in...
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'Twas the night before Christmas, I was red-neck drunk in the house Not a creature was stirring, not even Goodale's mouse; The RDX was hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that a large target soon would be there. The children were growling all snug in their beds, While visions of green mold danced in their heads; And Mama in her helmet and I in my ninja suit Had just ranged in the fireplace for the glimpse of a boot- When out on the lawn there arouse such a clatter, I fell from my Santa stand to see what was the matter. Away to the window I staggered like a flash, Fell down with the curtains and threw up on the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave a luster of midday to the landmines below; When, what does my blurry brain image it sees But a miniature clankie and eight tiny Nazis. With a little old driver so lively and quick I knew in a moment I'd need the plastic. And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof The prancing and stamping of each hob-nailed jackboot. As I drew out my assault rifle and was turning around Down the chimney that red maggot came with a bound. He caught me off guard for a moment or two, But when I shot the RDX back up the chimney he blew. GGRGAAAARGHHH!!!!!! :mad: :mad: :mad: Add verses, maggots!!!!! I skipped all the really silly ones because I could.
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'Twas the night before Christmas, I was red-neck drunk in the house Not a creature was stirring, not even Goodale's mouse; The RDX was hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that a large target soon would be there. The children were growling all snug in their beds, While visions of green mold danced in their heads; And Mama in her helmet and I in my ninja suit Had just ranged in the fireplace for the glimpse of a boot- When out on the lawn there arouse such a clatter, I fell from my Santa stand to see what was the matter. Away to the window I staggered like a flash, Fell down with the curtains and threw up on the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave a luster of midday to the landmines below; When, what does my blurry brain image it sees But a miniature clankie and eight tiny Nazis. With a little old driver so lively and quick I knew in a moment I'd need the plastic. And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof The prancing and stamping of each hob-nailed jackboot. As I drew out my assault rifle and was turning around Down the chimney that red maggot came with a bound. He caught me off guard for a moment or two, But when I shot the RDX back up the chimney he blew. GGRGAAAARGHHH!!!!!! :mad: :mad: :mad: Add verses, maggots!!!!! I skipped all the really silly ones because I could.