Slapdragon

Now, you know that the process of citation is designed to provide those who do not know the source the means of finding it. I fugured here we had two sorts. Those like my liege Berli who would figure the thing out, and people like Sodachi who would not. I guess a boring turn is met with a boring taunt by The Gimp Gnome so we can excuse a round of nothing happening. My guns are silent because, aside from a few scampers, he is doing nothing. Running down the clock is a time honored tradition of course, but one so rarely expects to see this start on turn one. Well, if I had endless artillery some of it would be headed his way as we speak just as a matter or principal. I don't, so it wont. But if he would just line up a few of the knicker biters under that little red circle, or move away from my poor scout, I would be happy to send some 150 over to help him to an early grave. So teh question is, when one is faced with a boring opponent who mixes up attacking with running around in circles, what dloes one do?

The croc was just a British Crock packages added to a Sherman, so it would have the same range as the Churchhill Croc. As a note, only a few were so modified, used in only one division, and they only got into CM:BO because they were so easy to code and model -- everything was already done.

Actually, I was thinking of bringing in the guy as a squire and was just testing the waters...

New flash from the front: It has just been learned from none other than that super historian Iron Chief Sakai that warmonger Wilson schemed for many years to see the United States enter World War One. This historical insight has gotten dozens of Wilson scholars scratching their heads and running for Xanax. In an earlier comment, Brian welcomed Iron Chief into the fraternity of people who can see the whole truth. Rumor has it that both historians plan a book on the Peng Challenge Thread explaining how its deep contacts with extremist Muslim groups lead to the well deserved attack on the Mall of America by Jock Strap wearing ski bunnies riding small three wheel trikes. This has been a Grog News Flach direct from the front. You are now returned to your regular scheduled content.

A fine trophy squire Noba . You have done well by clan Berli grasshopper. Please place the gnome by the cat litter box where its smell will at least not be noticeable. A few more notable kills such as this and a nod from our clan head, and you will soon see advancement beyond your wildest desires!

VT fuses for the 107 where made, but never issued because of the problems with explosive effect (the fuse was too big). At least I have no sources which have the 107mm fuse as anything other than a stateside oddity.

Really, Lars? Perhaps Hanns, Shandorf, Dalem and I should go over and check your house for you while you're gone. Just to make sure no psychotic acts of mindless vanadalism are committed while you're gone, leaving your house trashed and stripped of all valuables, obscenities painted on every wall, and roadkill hung in every room.</font>

Do me a favor Noba. Crush his cockroach for me. And while you are at it, remember you are of the dark lineage of Berli Mkatrig, the horned one. You are doing very well young grasshopper. [ February 05, 2002, 07:13 PM: Message edited by: Slapdragon ]

If you are an ignorant git. It is una cerveza if you do not want the local to see "stupid yankee" stamped across your head.</font>

If you are an ignorant git. It is una cerveza if you do not want the local to see "stupid yankee" stamped across your head.

Yes.

Continue the fine work lad, and please bring me Seanachi's head on a lance when you are done with it, so that I might adorn my sig with it.

The Evans book is unique because Evans, a decorated tank destroyer commander, was on the design committee for the M18 Hellcat and helped develop the sprint and fire tactics those TDs used. Unfortunately, only a few copies of the book were printed, including some that contain only sections of the work.

Gods? My mind is clearer now. At last all too well I can see where we all soon will be. If you strip away the myth.... from the man, You will see where we all soon will be. Seanachai lying in ruins as his attack is crushed. Seanachai! You've started to believe The things they say of you. You really do believe This talk of sod is true. All all the good you've done Will soon get swept away. You've begun to matter more than the things you say. Listen Seanachai I don't like what I see. All I ask is that you listen to me. And remember, I've been your right hand man all along. (Well actually I was Berli's right hand man all along and just lived to backstab you, but that is another song of hate) You have set them all on fire. They think they've found the new SS Pieper, And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong. I remember when this whole thing began. No talk of sod then, we called you a man. And believe me, my admiration for you hasn't died. But every word you say today Get's twisted 'round some other way. Usually by some wanker sho complaining about flamethrowers or such And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied. Seanachai, your famous son should have stayed a great unknown Like his father serving time At Stillwater most likely He'd have made good! Tables, chairs, and oaken chest would have suited Seanachai best. Carving on them for Prison Industries West . He'd have caused nobody harm, no-one alarm. Listen Seanachai, do you care for troops? Don't you see you must keep in your place? You are occupied; have you forgotten how put down you are? I am not frightened by your crowd. For your troops are getting much too loud. And I'll crush them if they come to close. Listen Seanachai, to the warning I give. Please remember that I want us to fight. But it's sad to see your chances weakening with every turn. All your troops are blind. Too much sodding on their minds. Cause they just walked past me in the woods, A great big target for my guns, And they wont know about till its over, yes till it is all over. And you attack sucks, oh yes it sucks.... [ February 05, 2002, 10:24 AM: Message edited by: Slapdragon ]

Agreed sir, but the toady Simon Fox must not have a vote that counts in this. Keep him if you must and can stand his messes, but he reeks of the boots of Brian (plus the gnarly things have scratched the poor sods tongue) and thus must be kept off of the Pool's carpets lest we anger the cleaning people. Otherwise I will indeed meet you on the field of honor both in taunt and in action, to commence after work tomorrow when you complete your deep thinking on how the heck you will get through all that open space alive. Or in better language, bring it on jack. (More politely, as an old one, it should be jack .)

Not so bloody fast the Seanachai. This one is MINE! He did me goodly service as squire and again in his knighting. I'll not have a sodding idjit such as yourself take that which I have bond in darkness. That you wish to joust with wit and blade against the noble Slapdragon is in the best tradition of the Mutha Beautiful Thread, but do not demand that which is not his to give.</font>

Though idjit of idjits, wanker of wanker, and dare I say, sodder of small-time tax collectors and their 17 year-old construction worker sons buttocks, I accept the challenge as stated so long as it is not amended by a sneaky little amendment. Not since I coshed a senior citizen speeder into sleep for a broken tail light have I been quite so pleased with the prospects of this looming victory. Now, as for myself, I am quite the average player. But I am fearless as a ronin should be. Besides, I know that your danglees are currently well compressed by the weather that is traditionally the lot of people from the corn fed states, and that likely your brain is frozen as well. So lay on McDuff (down Bauhaus , that is Shakespear, a very early member of the Peng Thread with quite a naughty handle) and damned be him that first cries 'Hold! Enough! I fear not that the mindless will support you as an old one over an upstart, nor do I fear my complete loss of the game, only that I will die in a bloody brawl on the street before I should read the poem you will likely have to compose. So send the turn GIT, and the first taunt is yours.

All knowing one, if you beat me in this game in which you are cowering about, then I will willingly recite the Australian anthem, paise the lord for all Seanachi's{/b] everywhere, and proclaim your greatness in a long and silvery post. Then you will truly have your reveng on me rather than empty attempts to teach the children why flamethrowers were rare in the real world. But my question is, what if I unseat you oh Grog wanna be?

And now for something completely different, why Seanachi is a daft bastard and needs new sparkplugs installed in the old brain pan. The term "idjit" was first adopted by the Warner Brother's cartoons, where two gun Sam and other characters used it to signify the percieved lack of intelligence of another character, who usually turned out to somehow be mentally superior. The reason for using the term idjit is that idiot was seen as vulgar. The term sod of course has a much deeper history in the use of conversation than Seanachi's adoption of it for pool use. It is a common term of not much vitality in England, when combined with silly or simple or some other term it signifies mild derision, as opposed to great dislike. Legally, Sod is not a "fighting word" and has never been banned from TV in either country, although you of course wont here the BBC using it on a regular basis. The term truly came into its own when it was used in the Monty Python TV and movies series. So the use of these words likely only offends the most maidenly of aunts. The ones who want cartoons and the like to be banned. Of course the word ****e and the word **** both exist in England, but again one is seen as less vulgar than the other. They are technically the same, but humans usually treat them with a difference. "That is ****e" is a semi-humor filled attack on something. "That is ****" is bar room talk that will lead to fights. In a similar vein "Bull****" and "Bull ****e" will be percieved differently. This is not a process limited to Great Britian and the commonwealth. In English, there exists "peckerhead" and "dickhead" as synonyms. One is acceptable in most conversations, the other is usually verbotten. Now finally we have contextual usage of some words on the border. The word "tit" for example is generally with held from conversation since it is considered a vulgarity, with the term "breast" used in its stead. But in the above skit "silly tit" is used in a context as a humorous attempt at expression of exasperation. The speaker is not literally saying that the listener is a befuddled mammery gland, but the humor of the vision creates a positive image. Certianly, none of these words are fighting words. Fighting words are defined as words which would naturally lead to conflict no matter what context, or whose imagery is so negative as to be mistaken for fighting words. So if you are in a bar, and you say, "bull****" to a bouncer, he will likely do some bouncing. That is a fighting word. Tone it down to bull****e, and you may survive a bit longer. At least the reaction will be calculated instead of instinctual. [ February 04, 2002, 12:03 AM: Message edited by: Slapdragon ]

My god, what have I done. The first dissertation length article on the word Sod and Idjit. Ohhhh, the humanity of it all.

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I remember reading the same thing.

No, but I pot shotted a few of them last night on duty. Like flying rats, they seem to be everywhere now days. It is getting to be that harvesting a few Eagle feathers is not big deal anymore, no more fun than clubbing a few seals or offing a Beluga or two. [ February 03, 2002, 10:49 PM: Message edited by: Slapdragon ]

So, you counsel calm consideration and an end to humor on the Peng challenge thread? He he he he he. I can see it now. "My fellow Pengites. Today we are here to consider (no humor now, shut up Bauhaus) the issue of the term "sod" and if the esteemed (I said esteemed, not steamed) managers of the BTS forum should ban its use as culturally insensitive to Latvians and Khosians. Now, please direct your attention to this thread that is incredibly serious, and is about earth shaking events. Raise your hands (I said hands bauhaus) if the Peng Challenge Thread should consider the issue of the culturally insensitive word sod." Will the insanity never end? Oh, the humanity of it all! (Seanachi weeps and hands Joe Shaw a hanky. The speaker leaves the forum with head bowed.) [ February 03, 2002, 10:45 PM: Message edited by: Slapdragon ]

I should note that scenario designers can eliminate flame throwers from Engineer units if that is the desire. No one holds a gun to the head of a scenario designer.