imported_Wildman

A question for the grogs, is the force level of the USSR in the East. After Japan fell, if the Marines and Navy started on the east coast and opened a two front war on russia, would they have been able to pull it off? I never have heard the force levels between the two quantified.

JD"The original thread Lawyer"Morse. Spilling your blood will be easier than I expected. Perhaps I should just close my eyes and make random mouse clicks on the screen to handicap the game giving you a small statisical chance to win...Hum! No, I think I shall enviserate you, watching your life leak from you as you scrabble about beseaching your former knigget for help. An enteratining scene, might even win me an Oscar.

RRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

I shall truely enjoy throttling you, I'm going to reach down and tap my inner-Croda to destoy you. You'll be yapping a tune to my guns soon enough Radley, you most surely will.

LOTR Grog!

Boo you ignorant twit....now THAT does have a ring to it. Have you no sense of history, of lore, of smell...damnit who died in here. A Blood Hamster is a call for control of a miscreant's signature line for 30 days, both players, (in this case the winner Me and the loser Boo you ignorant twit), place their sig line up as a side bet so to speak. I can only assume your Berli's ex-squire, because only his distain for all thing pompous would allow your heinous lapse of tradition. I wouldn't be suprised if the Justicar starts the Inquisition on you and your former Kniggit. Then you'll have paid the piper for sure on that one, eh! Now in true Blood Hamster tradition I call on a Knight of the Pool for a map, and a second Kniggit to place forces on said map for me to lead Boo (you ignorant twit) by the nose and kick him in the arse. [ September 26, 2003, 10:31 PM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

Boo, you festering boil on the tushi of the Donkey's, well ass. Redundent I know, bear with me. I was not, nor ever will be a Grog. Don't care about the penetration values of a tank long since gone...while penetration itself is not a subjuct worth despariging, I will not bring it UP, (so to speak) in front of the Ladies of the Pool. I merely provided Babelfish services for the many Grogs our dear Uncle Seanipoo has seen fit to drag off of the street. However, perhaps if your two synopisis were firing today you'd notice, you pathetic sheep-shagging haggis, your post contains little spite, no humour, and no vigor. I detest your limp wristed sytle and call for your sig line. Joe a Blood Hamster match has been called for. I place it upon you to scare up a scenario worthy of me beating the bleeding beJezzus out of Boo Radley, whatever a Radley is anyway. Boo, your pathetic skills and limited lingual gymnastics will be fine grease for the treads of my UberHordes. You will be mine!

Micheal you riduculous Grog you, While I applaud your attempt at humour (spelled for our Euro friends), I see that the upper limit has been reached. One liners are the sole province of Berli the Evil One (who owes me a rematch I think after our CMBO draw). Here let me translate the post. {GROG SPEAK} Sure there are mild impurities, while above the six sigma deviation, and the base material should be considered nominally "pure"; never the less, still holds errors that cannot be ignored. Every molecule has an outrider called "humor". While this molecule has no known benefits, its effects far outweight the magnitude of its total mass. True, you might say, but about its half-life? Well, this molecule when combined with the extensive carbon-chain widely recognized as Grog the half-life is 3.5632 posts, Std Dev. of .25678 to a 95% significance. Which confirms prior observations to the fact.{/GROG SPEAK}

I missed Mark IV as well. I couln't help it he's pretty fast for an old guy that lives in California.

Oh, sure you can bring a Grog and dress him up, set up some funnies for him to deliver like some clumsy sock puppet. They may even have the smallest speck of humor, every material has impurities. BUT DO THEY HAVE STAMINA!!!! Any geek, stumbing around with his bulging forehead, mumbling under his breath about the equivelency of rolled steel is humorous. They may even evoke a snicker now and then, much like I laugh with my 4 year old as he throws stuffed animals around making them scream like cartoons we watch. But is that soul? Is that panache? (Is that French for Pancakes, they look so similar...really pancakes with the syrup dripping down the edges, quite good really, but anyway...) I say NAY, or NEIGH for Mace. Much like the idiots caught filming their stupidity for American Home Videos, they are only to be laughed at, not with...Really Seanachai you may want to reach down deep and pet your inner Grog, but I'd just rather strangle the ones I know here.

As God is my witness, the first time I read this I thought, for one stomach turning moment of absolute horror, that it read: I strapped on a Croda once... Dear merciful heaven, never let that image trouble me again. </font>

That's right, Andy Gibbs feathered hair and a pink polo shirt with a teeny, tiny Tiger on in. Oh yea, that comb sticking out of his right back pocket.

Did all of those penetration charts ever get published? I remember they ran out of room on the CD, but were they every available for download?

All I want to know is where in the frozen hell is the North Dakota sneek preview! HuH! Unfair I say.

I thought that meant moving to PC's...silly me.

Editted to ensure PondScum loses another precious two seconds of his life [ September 24, 2003, 12:38 AM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

Good God, another double post. [ September 24, 2003, 12:37 AM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

It is comforting knowing that the world is two seconds closer to your death and its cleansing. [ September 24, 2003, 12:38 AM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

Someone has been watching WAAAAYYYYY too much T.V. and it hasn't even snowed yet. Pillock! [ September 22, 2003, 11:47 PM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

Somfink with you as the Nazi Evildoers® (term used with permission. VRWC license number 0715) will be winging its way to your porn ridden harddrive as soon as we settle on which battle I will use for kicking your fat flyboy butt. You played "South of Heaven" yet? </font>

Marlow you pathetic, mannequinn squeezin', tub of lard, a battle lad. I've missed your depravity in my inbox, and which to squeeze you for all the ****e your worth. Scenario of your choice, pronto.

Move along, nothing to see here. [ September 21, 2003, 02:15 PM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

Gentlemen, No offence, and I'm sure that you have some reason I can't fathom for coping his posts, but please... This is an interesting subject let's not take up valuable space and time with such cheap theatrics.

Not then, but even now the TAC 9-line gives a run-in line in degrees from a known point. The biggest difference now and then is communication and GPS. If possible position is given by six number grid or GPS Lat/Long. Heck the AC-130 can block out a section of the gun arc and prevents a weapon from firing at a friendly.