Soddball

Really? Try reading the FAQ - the answer is there are no multi-turreted vehicles in CM:BB. Had you read the FAQ, you'd know this.

Do yourself a favour and drop the loser, MG.

What? Who is this nutcase? Can I use the term 'fisting'?

It bollocking doesn't? Arse. How about fellatio? Can I say fellatio?

Is it Mussorgsky - Night on the Bare Mountain? (or am I confusing my muzakks again?)

Yep. I'm waiting for a turn from you. This turn is the one where I start to rout your troops off their hard-won flags.

And yours is going to look even better when the words "I am Soddball's wife" adorn it. :mad:

Push off, granddad. :mad:

Did you like that most recent turn you got, Goodale? I bet it's been a while since your arse was reamed like that, eh bitch?? :mad: All of FIVE TURNS, I expect?? GRGRGRGRGR!!! :mad: :mad: You're going to need a cork the size of a cannonball to plug your arsehole once I've finished f***ing you over. :mad: </font>

Did you like that most recent turn you got, Goodale? I bet it's been a while since your arse was reamed like that, eh bitch?? :mad: All of FIVE TURNS, I expect?? GRGRGRGRGR!!! :mad: :mad: You're going to need a cork the size of a cannonball to plug your arsehole once I've finished f***ing you over. :mad:

grrrr. You are all evil, warty adenoids. I am sitting here gagging for turns.

I had a fabulous game when the computer picked units - I had a battalion of conscript infantry to take a town. That was a tough battle, but well worth the challenge. However, I inherently distrust the AI's penchant for picking wierd equipment.

As a matter of fact, do us all a favour and bring back the mould. It's intellect was by far the superior and when it was playing me PBEM, the match was close-run.

I'm off to watch "See Bad Nancy get punished with an enormous phallus" until Goodale's turn arrives.

It does rather make you wonder how so much smeg happens to the same guy. Somewhere, someone is living a life where everything goes to plan, nobody is ever late and it all works out fine. Oh, I forgot. That's me - and Goodale still sucks. :mad: :mad: :mad: Oooh, 10 days for a turn Goodale? Perhaps that was when I was on holiday you goat-blowing twonk? Sorry to have delayed you so long in this mammoth butt-**** of your Russians. If you want the game over, roll out the turns, one per night, or surrender - otherwise I'll haul you before The Brood and demonstrate why your Sig should be mine. :mad: :mad:

My turns have rolled out to all Maggots.

Toasty, isn't it? I've given my staff the day off.

*mumble* Turns out tomorrow if I'm lucky. I suck. Upon the weekend, I will demand Trial by Brood for the Sig of MasterGoodale. I believe I have earned his sig and will place my evidence before you all so that you can decide.

Thankyou for clarifying that for us. You stupid wanker. No turns for several days due to extreme levels of inebriation and the extraordinary discover that 17-year old twin girls will do anything if you get them drunk enough.

I suppose you should.

Back with you now. Tee hee!

The main reason is that I Must Own MasterGoodale's Sig. :mad: :mad:

What are you going to do? Cast a 'raise dead' spell? :mad:

Our game began on 23rd January. Our game has now been running for 186 days and we are on turn 34 of this interminable yawn you call a scenario. If you make one more whine about not having a PC, or face-melting TNT eating your monitor, or evil space plants from Zorbos IX living in your basement, or your family being consumed by a plague of giant locusts, I will summon The Brood for adjudication on your forefeit.

You think he has a pillow? I think of him curled up on his park bench, his sweaty brown greatcoat tucked under his head, his flatulent, rancid body keeping at bay everyone within a 50-foot radius, and I smile. And you're right - he sucks at CM:BB. Otherwise, I could not have scored such a steaming victory over him. :mad: Let's wake him up and make him play Cheery Waffles all over again. That'll show him how much we hate him. :mad: