Leeo
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More-arty! ahem, Moriarty! Good to know you still live and kick, you pusillanimous bastige! I still have nightmares of flamethrowing tanks, molotovs, and backpack fuel tanks in tinder dry tall grass and trees. Ah, the drinks drank during the warm glow of burning grass, trees, people, halftracks, Oy My!
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Mandibular Pelvis
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I thought Peng flings insults against rules, under?
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Stuka, Stuka, Stuka, you're wrong (as usual; don't you get tired of that?). As was said "You have my e-mail address, or you may PM or post here.", it was a private message. But I know, details just ain't yo' thang.
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"Wank-on; Wank-off: Wank-on; Wank-off: The Wanker©"
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Well, I did go start the truck yesterday. Gotta run it once in awhile to keep the battery charged now that it's used mostly for occasional hauling. However, I purchased Spore this weekend, and that has been eating into the time I can spend pummeling misplaced Oddstralians. I'm sure you can understand, Stuka.
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When you get to Oddstralia, where you'll once again be right-side up as seen from the correct, god chosen Northern Hemisphere.
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Antennae are weakling things. All they do is inform. They provide no nashing, bashing, or elevating hashing. They do naught. They are abominations within the cabbage's eyes.
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Is a Bavarian Beer wrench used to build Mercedes?
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Say, isn't that George Sr. on Ronnie's lap?
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Ooo, Ooo, I'm being repressed! See the violence inherent in the system?
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Oh, and by-the-by, my Pappy was a jarhead. Not that it matters. Nope, not one iota.
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"steady squeeze"
What's so hard to comprehend?
We're talkin' pure randiness!
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I've been looking for a small howler or spider monkey for my hurdy gurdy act....but Leeo you'll do just find in that role.
I can't find squat; just ask my wife.
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I've been a one-man show since dinosaurs were a theory.
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FECK! Maybe I can bite a few ankles.
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Ok, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you do get it. That must mean that all your time spent posting here was an attempt to turn it into the Cheery Waffle thread. I also assume your latest meltdown was caused by the rest of us not falling in line. This is the Peng Challenge Thread, it is what it is and not going to change. You claim to not be dimwitted, so that begs the question of why you continue to post in a thread that, obviously, isn't your cup of tea? Why haven't you resurrected the Cheery Waffle thread?
You make reference to this threat to kill you. I haven't the least idea of what you're talking about. Care to elaborate?
Ooo, OOoo! [raises hand]
I must be part of the plot. I wished someone would've clued me in to my role. Maybe Colonel Mustard in the library with a bookend?
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Ductless glands that are within
They are called the endocrine
Make chemicals that flow within; and work with the nervous system
Hormones, hormones
Chemical messengers are what you call the hormones
Each gland produces one or more hormones
With names that end with "...ins" and "...ones"
Cortisone, testosterone are just two of the hormones
Hormones, hormones
Estrogen, progesterone are two more of the hormones
Adrenal makes adrenaline
Fight or flight that comes from them
Pancreas makes insulin
Milk begins with prolactin
Hormones, hormones
The quantity is so tiny but you need all your hormones
Thyroid and the ovaries
Pituitary and the testes
All the glands they do secrete directly in the bloodstream
Hormones, hormones
Stimulate body functions: the duty of your hormones.
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I have found this Private Message thingy to be an odd thing. Apparently it is difficult for some folks to figure out. When you're logged in, up in the right-hand corner of the screen is a thing that lists any private messages one might have. It took me a bit to figure it out, but it's kinda a neat little feature of this new board. Very interesting indeed.
But now, for something completely different!
A Sing Song!
Oh, many, many years agoWhen I was twenty-threeI was married to a widowWho was pretty as can beThis widow had a grown-up daughterWho had hair of redMy father fell in love with herAnd soon the two were wedThis made my dad my son-in-lawAnd changed my very lifeFor my daughter was my mother'Cause she was my father's wifeTo complicate the matterThough it really brought me joyI soon became the fatherOf a bouncing baby boyThis little baby then becameA brother-in-law to DadAnd so became my uncleThough it made me very sadFor if he was my uncleThen that also made him brotherOf the widow's grown-up daughterWHo of course is my step-motherChorusI'm my own grandpaI'm my own grandpaIt sounds funny I knowBut it really is soOh, I'm my own grandpaMy father's wife then had a sonWho kept them on the runAnd he became my grandchildFor he was my daughter's sonMy wife is now my mother's motherAnd it makes me blueBecause although she is my wifeShe's my grandmother tooNow if my wife is my grandmotherThen I'm her grandchildAnd every time I think of itIt nearly drives me wildFor now I have becomeThe strangest case you ever sawAs husband of my grandmaI am my own grandpa[chorus] -
Did I just see Berli thank Joe? It must be positively frigid in Berli's underworld abode.
(I know, I know, I'll get a year of Mondays)
Time for a sing-song, then:
Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Monday Monday, can't trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday Monday, how yould cou leave and not take me.
Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin' all of the time
Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin' all of the time
Monday Monday, ...
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Gamey Updates!
Boo and I are just about done with our little bullet punctuated tussle. He's got 2 flags, I've got 3 (4?), and he ain't gonna get no more. I have an angry Kitty who's growling and showing it's teeth.
My game with Nidan1 is about midway through. It's a frikken HUGE map, with half town, half countryside, and a great big honkin' concrete memorial or sumfink smack dab in the middle. It is (was) covered in his German MG pillboxes. Now it's covered in cowering crews who can't get down the cliffs. Funny thing, I can't get up 'em either. It's a conundrum. In the meantime, I'm having fun reducing his trenches piecemeal with direct HE fire. No tellin' how this one will go.
As far as Stuka, well, obviously he's a gamey Stuart-rushing-Oddstralian-with-airs-to-be-a-merkin. This one's just starting, but no doubt he will lose. It's what he does.
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"Just take a pill!"
(a free pile of crap to whomever can provide the proper reference for the above quote)
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Time for another sing-song;
Finished with my woman
'Cause she couldn't help me with my mind
People think I'm insane
Because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things
But nothing seems to satisfy
Think I'll lose my mind
If I don't find something to pacify
Can you help me occupy my brain?
Oh yeah!
I need someone to show me
The things in life that I can't find
I can't see the things that make true happiness
I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh
And you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel
And love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words
Telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late
--Black Sabbath
Peng Challenge
in Combat Mission Shock Force 1
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Can I say hello with 120mm mortar fire?