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I agree with both. Some of the footage was stuff I'd never seen before, and generally a decent production. But the questions were led to get the "right" answer (at least to me, and I'm no grog). They also appeared to be vast oversimplifications, as Spook has said. Pictures for grogs, narration for the youngsters. I may watch it again, but next time with the sound off.

Oh, lookie. Ain't it cute? Boo has his very own personal groupie. Does axehole follow you everywhere out of devotion, or do you bribe it? Is it paper trained? Does anyone here know the rules within Schloss Cess on leashes?

Really? I thought Peng was already married? Are you now a "mormon wife"?

Hiram, all the best to you and your bride Moraine. May your day be perfect in every way possible. All hail a Kniggit of the 'Pool on his most glorious nuptials, to a Lady of the 'Pool, no less. Huzzah! Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow she'll have your balls in a jar on the shelf!

Admit it, Boo. You're the one who sings it when Rose is away.

Seanachai, I was going to post asking the grogs to go easy on the lad. But after your sniveling condescension, having the grogs gang-bang him would probably make him feel cleaner.

dalem, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but there is no tank named "Rambo". I know it hurts, but in time, it will fade to a dull, throbbing ache right behind the eyes that makes you want to vomit and any bright light sends stabbing shards of broken glass agony coursing through your entire brain. At least I hope so. BTW, I broke down and ordered CM:AK. I'll let you know when it gets here.

Note the spot carefully, stikkypixie. Then aim a full round-house kick in the exact location. At that point, he'll sound like a woman, too.

You am very good about returning files, which leads us to believe that: You need a life. ding, ding! Correct!

dalem writes song lyrics?

Once, several years ago,I fed about 5 feet of heavy cotton string to a neighbors dog I didn't like (didn't like the neighbor, not the dog). For the next week, the poor bastard had to go out every morning with a pair of scissors to cut off the dog's turd. Pissed him off, no end. I laughed every morning when I was awakened by his swearing.

You shouldn't be concerned for her sanity. Kitty hasn't had any for a very long time.

You shouldn't be concerned for her sanity. Kitty hasn't had any for a very long time.

Can't operate on that which isn't there. Silly rabbit.

Can't operate on that which isn't there. Silly rabbit.

Wrong, Boo. We know he is an idiot. We believe you are Seanachai's thuggish brute, but there is (as of yet) no photographic evidence, simply your own admission. See the difference?

Mace, there's vermin about. Call Grue.

Stealing from your mother's workplace? Shameful.

Your grasp of the plainly obvious is breathtaking. Sorry, too many multisyllable words. Let me put it to you so you can understand: Well, duh!

Oh, dear. First dalem, and now you. Deary me, whatever shall I do? Guess I gotta buy the damn game, huh? Mind lending me the 35 bucks?

Can't be my kid...he isn't being told to blow into a breathalizer!

You could start a business: Kitty's keyboard killer kompany.

While visiting London, I had the pleasure (misfortune?) to meet Yeknodathon. He asked what everyone's was favorite part of the game. He then confessed to liking the setup the most. He said, "it's like flower arranging for men".

Now STOP that! You are inducing visuals that are just not to be er, visualized. Besides, I just ate. Do you want to be responsible for yet another keyboard?

That's women's work, right? {this oughta get Kitty's blood pressure to boiling!}