Croda

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Hiram Sedai: Dude, I thought that was your general. Wow! <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> General Puller? Naw, he's up on the front lines directing the mutilation. I doubt you'll get close enough to see him, unless he decides a bayonet charge is in order...but he's a nutty SOB, so that could happen. ------------------ "Nuts!"

Hiram, by the way. I've been meaning to ask you, exactly why is it that all of your troops are running away and hiding in those trees and the houses? Are they scared of me? They keep runing away. And are some of them disappearing? There appear to be 3 little guys when they walk into the clearing, but usually only 1 or 2 when they run away and hide. Oh I know, it's because I'm cutting them to freaking ribbons! Muahahahahaha!!! First wave ineffective, we do not hold the large clearing in front of Croda's many sharp, pointy things, repeat: we do not hold the glorious field of fire in front of Croda's mean men with guns! Run Away! Run Away! Women and Hiram first! Aieeeeee! Aieeeeee! Combat most mortal, well it is for you. But at least you killed that mortar team on the hill. Jolly Good Show! ------------------ "Nuts!"

Well, Shoot-Me, apparently you didn't read close enough to see that I was looking for new blood for the slaughter, but that's allright. I admire your blind stupidity...ok, I lied. I think you're a bloody moron who's only going to get bloodier by engaging with me twice. But it's a woman's perogative to make dumb decisions, or however that saying goes... BEAVIS!!! oooops, I meant BUTTHEAD!!! Send us that rat race of a map, Here-I-Am and I would like to have a jaunt across your little field! ------------------ "Nuts!"

Is there one of you out there with a full enough sac to race the 1500 with me? Considering the group of invertebrate flunkies that inhabit this pool, is there one among you who isn't already engaged with me in combat most mortal who would take up this challenge? I, being a sprinter at heart, have never had the endurance for the 1500, so this may well be an opportunity for you of you to knock me off of my self-perceived pedestal! Come now, who shall it be? Do not make me call you out! ------------------ "Nuts!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by mensch: ...your Puma? (got some kinda of ID on it) is zipping around like a little child ... <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Puma? Singular? Methinks the Kniggett doth give himself too much credit... You rest assured that your little Cromwell over there is no where near as safe as you seem to think he is. ------------------ "Nuts!" [This message has been edited by Croda (edited 10-23-2000).]

Is that Freedom Rock, Man? Ya, Man! Well turn it up, Man! Broccoli is cool Grunge is way cool VW Bug is an abomination of an automobile The Peng Thread isn't for you. It is not a work to be read, but to be contributed to. If your goal is some light reading, may I suggest Moby Dick before attempting the annals (anals?) of Peng which reads like a child's storybook on a bad acid trip. ------------------ "Nuts!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Herr Oberst: I shall have to schedule you for the near future, VS. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Nope, no way. The vast quantity of cowardice being displayed by this comment actually stunned me. It is impossible for a would be Kniggettt of the CessPool to require another wannabe Cesspoologan to "Sound off Like He's Got a Pair," and then turn downt the challenge when it is finally posed. You sir, are a coward. A chicken. You've got a large yellow stripe running down your back. Your mother was a hamster and your father reeked of eldeberries. You just march yourself back on in here and accept that challenge right now! <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>The engagements with Croda and Hamsters are too new to tell, although I do have two VL's in the match against Crawdad so far...]<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> How is it possible for you, who's been unable to even FIND my lines, to capture a VL, much less 2??? I'll answer that one for you...It's not. All the VLs are in my posession. Every single one. So if you think that you have a VL, then the chances are pretty good that 29 meters in front of you is an Army of vicious and hungry Hamstertrupen who will nibble your niblets off. Now, go do honorable (or at least despicable) combat with VonSchnapps, and bring up someone who knows Map and Compass so your damn GIs don't bore my men to death waiting for your "imminent" attack. ------------------ "Nuts!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by von shrad: Pathetic Attempt at Tauning...Shoplifting (Herr Ovaries: 'Yes sugarplum')...More lousy taunting. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Von Shrapnel!! How dare you walk into this pool and shoplift someone else's catch phrase! Apparently you noticed that the vulgar twist that we place on each others monikers makes for a rollicking good time when tormenting. Apparently you didn't notice that they are sacred, and the creator holds all rights to their utilization! You ignoramous! 'Herr Ovaries' is of my design and will be employed by me and only me and only as I see fit! As a Cesspool tourist, not only are you best served keeping your distance, timing the pitches so that you have a glimmer of a chance of getting a hit when it's your time at bat, but you should certainly not be using someone else's bat to do the hitting with! Now I DEMAND that you absolve yourself of all usage of 'Herr Ovaries,' and furthermore the Law of the Pool calls for a purification rite. You must be cleansed for your transgressions against the Pool Kniggetts and Squires, and for the mockery you have made of the law, which has so recently been decreed. Thy setup shall be forthcoming, and ye shall feel the pain of cleansing! ------------------ "Nuts!"

Moriarty, are you saying that I should suspend my plans to hang him with his own entrails? ------------------ "Nuts!"

Fuerte, there is one rule for this forum...pubic hair. Come on back when you've matured a bit and grown some pubes. ------------------ "Nuts!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>I've read that about four times now and I still think what the **** is that?! Maybe it will make more sense tomorrow morning but I doubt it, that's like saying two negatives equal a positive or saying, "Many thanks to all the murderers out there who make our lives a misery." <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> My point was made exactly by Mr. Meeks. Your comment degrading the governments of other countries was unnecessary, unrelated, and totally inappropriate. You'll notice that the rest of this conversation has been without comments of that sort. Many people on this board are residents of those "High and Mighty" Socialist countries, and I'm sure they were not at all impressed by your wonderful candor. Enough with you, there are educated people here to discuss with. Meeks, I again agree with you (I'm agreeing with a lot here, aren't I?). The fact of the matter is that no person will be perfect, and considering that governments are made up of people, they will always contain corruption, mistakes, and simple stupidity. My government makes foreign policy blunders all the time. I suppose I am an idealist at heart, and would prefer to see our government back up everyone or no one. The John Wayne mentality really. You stick up for your little brothers, and considering the size and might of our armed forces, we have a lot of little brothers. Some of them we take care of for the wrong reasons, and some of them we neglect for the right reasons. Ideally, a multinational force should be the ones who deal with international incidents...the world policing itself. We have done more of that lately with UN peacekeeping forces in Bosnia, Ireland, Somalia and the likes, but I feel that should happen more. I feel the UN should end up with more power, more communication and centralization leading to more conformity, less rebelious national leadership, and a better world in general. Here's the problem: It will never happen. There is too much at stake; too much to control, too much power to wield, and too much money to be made. And as such, we will continue on as we are. Empires more powerful and culturally sucessful than the good old U.S. of A. have risen and fallen, and it will happen again. It is our nature to destroy what we have created, to destroy ourselves, which is why we are all in a forum dedicated to a past war which saw millions of people die. So you have idealism versus realism. Reality will win. And someday maybe people will be in a forum arguing over the area of destruction of a 50 kiloton warhead, while playing cm: beyond total global annhilation. But I digress, quite far in fact. I have pbems to send out. ------------------ "Nuts!"

Why Hairy Oberst amuses me. This was sent with his last file: *tromp* *tromp* *tromp* GI 1: "Ouch!" GI 2: "What happened, Joe?" GI 1: "Stubbed my damn toe on something, Bob." GI 2: "Well, what is it?" GI 1: "Some pile of paper." *picks it up* GI 1: "What's this crap, 'Croda_HerrOberst_04'... Sounds Kraut to me." GI 2: "Take it back to company." (time passes...) GI 2: "Well, what happened?" GI 1: "Hell if I know. I gave them the pile of papers, then they shooed me over to the mess hut. Half an hour later, they call me in and give me this ****." *waves pile of papers at GI 2* GI 2: "Damn, 'Croda_HerrOberst_05'. Now what do we do?" GI 1: "I'm supposed to put these right where I found those other ones, then keep on doin what we were." *puts pile on the ground* GI 2: "Ready?" GI 1: "I guess... Let's move 'em out." GI 2: "Where we headed again?" GI 1: "Beats me. That-a-way..." *tromp* *tromp* *tromp* I will kill him last, and let his goldfish live. ------------------ "Nuts!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>At the moment the US is the only "antidote" to all the largely socialist European countries with their "high and mighty" attitude.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> And I'd just like to publicly post my appreciation for someone muddying otherwise clean waters with an ugly comment. ------------------ "Nuts!"

Unacceptable. Fix it now and get your butt back in the pool where it belongs, you loathsome creature. ------------------ "Nuts!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by jshandorf: Can you not see that is HER weapon! Take that away from her and she grows weak while you grow strong.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> You're right, of course. Away Gorgon, before I smite thee with my frozen herring! You're powers are weak, old woman. ------------------ "Nuts!"

elementalwarre, I agree whole-heartedly. I suppose I'm thinking #1) that it is impossible to be ignorant of world affairs at a government level, sorry for not clarifying. I myself often miss large stories for several days. And #2) I suppose I was going a little too Utopian. Not suggesting that the U.S. police the world (though I agree with protecting its interests, and I believe that one if its interests is the ideals set forth in the Constitution, and that those ideals are in fact man's, not America's, inalienable rights and that we should protect those rights when they are infringed upon) right, not that the U.S. should police the world, but that the world should police itself, and that other coutries whose governments back the same ideals as the U.S. should look out for those ideals around the world. Hope that made sense. ------------------ "Nuts!"

PawBroon, old pal, I'm coming to visit! YeeHaw! And be careful using HE around here. In these parts, HE means High Explosive. ------------------ "Nuts!" [This message has been edited by Croda (edited 10-20-2000).]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by YK2: Ahhhhhh I thought I could smell the vile stench of the past as I entered the cesspool, and low and behold, here you are,older, balder, but still the same weeny hammy I remember from that fated trip to the Alps.As I recall Pawbroon volunteered to go back down the mountain to retrieve the supplies which YOU left behind because, and I quote " well, I had the heaviest back pack" (grumble, grumble). To cut a long story short I rejected your feeble advances at least a dozen times that night, and when I finally went to my tent and fell asleep, you crept in, and tried to crawl into my sleeping bag, I woke with you kneeling naked before me saying " Those Frenchies are no good let me show you how it's really done" I took one look at that little thing you held in your hand and burst out laughing, I mean us SCOTS are used to something much more substantional than you had to offer, so I politely refused,you were distraught and angry, so you left to go down the mountain, (or so I thought) Pawbroon returned, lit the fire and we ate, drank, and finished what you never even got started. As we drifted into sleep, I heard a voice say, "But German girl pleaseeeeeeeeeee I promise it wont hurt, and It will be all over in a second. Needless to say, a choice between nothing and a German girl is all you ever had. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Arrgghh! I cuts me to the quick! Meeks finally shows where he truly resembles a Hamster! HA HA! Our resident fairer sex, and maker of PawBroon's day, levies a wonderful blow. Do Scottish women where kilts too? ------------------ "Nuts!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Chupacabra: GrapeSoda...followed by a bunch of other innane drivel<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Are you huffing white out? I have to read through your entire vaccuous post to figure out if you're addressing me or not. GrapeSoda? AbeBegoda? What's next - TheTVShowRhoda? Enchiloda? The last thing that I care to do is read the crap that you post...it pushes my elloquent discertations that much futher back, and people with discerning taste and stature here miss out on them. So if you are going to address one of your attempted jabs to me, I suggest that you preface each and every one of them with this: His Royal Emminence Croda, Slayer of Dragons, Hamsters, and Evil, Mythical, Mexican Goat Fabrications. I shouldn't be able to miss that. BAAAAAA!!!! ------------------ "Nuts!"

Although I love to agree with Thomas Jefferson, who felt that the U.S. would be much better off in the long run if it continued as an agrarian society disassociated with the rest of the world's controversies, I cannot agree in this case. We have come to a point now (and 60 years ago it wasn't all that much different) where we truly are on the verge of living as a global community. If you don't think so, take this forum as an example of the microcosm representing the macrocosm. It is very difficult for us not to get involved with other coutries from either a business or cultural standpoint. If we are this involved on other fronts, how we can abandon our partners/allies/friends when they have tough times, and especially when they are in a state of war. Woodrow Wilson realized that world relationships would be an essantial part of the future when he created the League of Nations. He knew then that the world needed the ability to police itself, not one country at a time, but as one entity. This has lead us to today, where it is impossible to not be aware of what happens around the world, and cold-hearted not to help when the chips are down for another country. And while there are a number of issues on the homefront that go unresolved, we cannot ignore the call of our global community until our internal issues are resolved, because many of them never will be. As for political influences on CM...only in that war is an extension of politics, by other means. ------------------ "Nuts!"

Well I guess the old adage "I'm smarter than I look" applies to you 100%. ------------------ "Nuts!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by jshandorf: Crud-da, Crud-da...Crud-da...Crud-da... You are foolish. You those woods that I Arty'ed... well.. If you aren't holding them in some fashion and you are planning on letting me take them. Sure.. OKay. I will. It wil be a short battle after that. From those woods I can attack 3 of the VLs and also bring up my reserves in cover without you ever seeing them. Thanks! Jeff<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Croda: Oh please, Jeffrey. Please, Please, please take those woods! If you do nothing else, take those damn woods, I'm begging you! Shandorffffff: Why does he want me to take those woods so badly? Could it be that he's looked at the terrain, analyzed the most likely attack routes and planned his defence around them? Or is he playing mind games with me, and trying to make me think that he's prepared for an assault from that direction so that I don't attack there, which really where he is weakest? Maybe he's just trying to goad me into that area so he can shred me alive. Maybe he's trying to scare me away from that area so that I attack at a less likely spot, which he has well fortified. Vizzini: But it's so simple. All I have to do is divine it from what I know of you. Are you the sort of man who would put the poison into his own goblet or his enemy's? Now, a clever man would put the poison into his own goblet because he would know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. I am not a great fool so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you...But you must have known I was not a great fool; you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me. Croda: Come, come. Both of you now make a decision and stick to it. I have some slaughtering to tend to. ------------------ "Nuts!" [This message has been edited by Croda (edited 10-20-2000).]

Yes, but it still proves my point that dismounted vehicle crews are uber-weapons that should be banned from the game! ------------------ "Nuts!"

Hey Chupa, don't know if you noticed this on our game. When you wasted my M20 scout car, the crew abandoned and ran into the house in which you had the SS inf team that bagged the car. Well, I expected a slaughtered crew, but instead, they put up a fight and took down your inf. Now, I'm not sure what the disposition was of that squad, but I'd like to appologize for using such a gamey tactic as that to kill your men. ------------------ "Nuts!"

You gaggle of squeemish little boys, let me update you on my littany of exterminations: Mensch: He knows he is in a precarious predicament as he is now begging me to attack. His men are dug in, as are mine. He holds an ever so slight advantage, as his Cromwell cheated and blew up my Tiger. Like that could ever happen IRL! So now he begs me to attack because he has no concept of how to further his attack. He will die the death of being swallowed in an Earth Quake. Evil Mythical Mexican Goat Lad: AbeBegoda? Boy is that lame...for that I will squash your insignificant rebellion. Your men are running now, and had better keep it up. I see you sauntering down off of that hill too. Please come join the fray...it will be soooo much more fun when your big guns go boom like that house you {barely} evacuated. You will die the death of having your eyeballs julliened by rusty razor blades. Shandorfffffff: You have now succeeded in dropping artillery for 3 consecutive turns without attempt to assault my defenses. And while you have severely depleted your artillery supply, you have only removed me of the burden of one truck, which didn't factor into my plans anyway, but I was given it, so I had to keep it on the map. Now it serves as a place for my men to roast hamster while we await your so called "assault." You will die the death of being shredded alive by gunfire from hidden locations that you weren't cagy enough to bomb before attacking. Here-I-Am Shoot-Me: You rat bugger! This waiting forever between turns irks me. I have evil plans to blow up your little tank, but I have to wait forever to execute them! No, I will not accept any surrender on that account, as some of my less capable and confident comrades would surely do. But I will defeat you in detail, one weekend at a time. You will die the death of being blown up from obvious places. Herr Ovaries: You have the benefit of being amusing to me, I will kill you last. So, have you found me yet? Ask shandorffff what it's like to attack my set defenses. He's having a rough go of it, and he hasn't even started yet. When you do get there, you'll know it. You will die the death of being staked to the ground with a cute and cuddly kitten nuzzling it's way through your abdomen until it comes out your back at which time it will move aside and crickets will lay their eggs in the cavity which will proceed to hatch and make cricket noises until you go insane and die from insanity. PawBroon: My dear. dear Frenchman. I am beating you so soundly that I nearly feel bad taunting you. Perhaps it was the 2 weeks that I spent in your country several years ago that gives me an appreciation for why you French aren't suited for war. It destroyes the lovely countryside. You will die the death of dysentery in a prison camp because you surrendered instead of dying with honor on the battlefield. Hamsterboy: My timeless arch-rival. The only man in this thread to have beaten me. Utilizer des grands mots. And easily the most well spoken bastard I've ever had the misfortune of taunting. You wait in ambush for my wonderful army, of that I am quite certain. You have only recently taken any of the bait that I have offered you, and I am guessing that was an AI decision, and not your own. I know what you have, and only need to find where you have it, so that I can make marrionettes of the boys operating them. It is only because of your recent birthday, and your appreciation of the Orient that I have waited this long to dispatch you. This battle will be like going to the dentist, and I'm all out of novacaine for you. You will die a special death, the death of having Nell Carter sit on your head casting a spell of flatulence about you, until you're red blood cells start carrying Nell Carter's raw methane to your brain and it rebells, jumping up and leaving your body to writhe and dry up like a worm on the sidewalk after a rainstorm. And that brings us to the new, great Satan Elvis. I hate you so much. Oh god how I hate you. I would like for Mike Tyson to eat your children for dessert after he eats Lennox Lewis' kids. You are evil, and bastardly and most likely the creator of the black plague and AIDS. I have it from a pretty good source that you were the lad that went to Kenya, boffed the green monkey, and brought back the disease that will turn everyone into green monkeys. You will die the death of having your epiglotus removed, so that you cannot determine the difference between swallowing and breathing. Cheesesteak in your lungs, lovely polluted Philly air in your stomach, until your lungs are so full of food that they hardly get enough air to breath. Then you will be put on an iron lung, and be sent to Sweden and locked in a room with Abba, 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, for 3 years. After which time your catatonic frame will be sent to the winter Olympics in Salt Lake City, and used as a bobsled by the Jamaican team, who will surely crash you into a snowbank at very high speeds. What is left of your crippled body will be used instead of a bottle of champagne to christen new ships until you litterally shatter into little bits which are eaten by crabs living in Penobscott Bay. ------------------ "Nuts!"