Bergerbitz

To heck with CMx1...I miss the carefree days of Pong. In the nude. With the family. And a bucket of chicken.

All this talk of Steve and bones and prodding makes me feel all oogey inside...erf...

Dunno about the whole "endurance-running-on-the-toes" thing... I used to run on my toes and it caused me no end of pain. I've opted now for a mid-foot style (with a shorter stride) and 2 marathons and a dozen half-marathons later, I am injury free (at least until the ultra-marathon this September..that might just ruin me). But those Five Fingers shoes look kinda neat. Prolly drive me nuts, though.

Hm...I thought it might've been about F. Scott Fitzgerald 'er somethin'... I like this one better: http://www.losanjealous.com/nfc/ It's educational and amusing...in a depressing way.

And a pizza. Man, I could kill for a big ol' slice of pepperoni right now...

How about Syrians using a Japanese-built truck? Not several, but one. And they share it. And the CV joints are bad. This wouldn't alter the play balance and upset the realism, would it?

I am the love-child of Emrys and the Great and Powerful Dorosh. Tremble 'neath my near-potent potential, you festering anal wart!

Heh...and I just knew you guys would forget about me after a half-dozen posts. Asshats.

Asshats with chinstraps!!

God bless us, everyone!

Quick! Someone put some sand in the Vaseline. Bone time should never go smooth.

And that's why we drink Alexander Keith's! Keeps us in the pink with only a very slight tinge of green.

Can I have the #1 combo with cheese, please? Oh, and also by Christmas. Thanks, eh?

Thanks, Schrullenhaft! I had the same problem after a reinstall and that fixed it.

It seems there's no one in Ottawa... ..including me.

Thanks BFC! I'm loving the battling British, the merciless Marines every bit as much as I loved the big ol' rumbles I had in CMBB. You made modern wargaming fun and challenging. Gotta go...I'm right in the middle of an airstrike on a stubborn Syrian defense... See yer about the forums!

Ah, okay..I was a little concerned with the "price difference" too. Wiggum beat me to the questioning, though. Brits and Jarheads. Tasty combination with a side of beer and chips.

I found some... http://www.funnyhub.com/videos/pages/snl-more-cowbell.html Sweeet. Now, where's them Brits?

I got a fevuh! And the only prescription is CMSF:BF!! (or more cowbell...)

Maybe he got combat fatigue? And, man, you don't tell Fat Dave (who hardly ever comes out of lurker mode) to watch his f***ing mouth. He's one who measures his words and he's pretty cheap with them. Unlike Dorosh. Oh, ****...sorry...

Nar -- that's my first wife. Note the sloping frontal armor, heavy skirt and aggressive tread.

Best. Movie. Ever. Even if there were no boobs and explosions and flying glass. It has John Cleese and that's enough for me. CM Normandy? Nope, not so far -- not even on this most auspicious day. Oh, well. I do have beer. Life is gewd.

Oh, wait...here it is. I had it in my other pants. Hey -- it's still warm...

Oh, you don't want to be on that list. I was on that list once for saying that Frontsoldaten was a reasonable book and I had big ol' strips taken offa me all personal-like by Dorosh himself. He came over in his sweater vest and was like all up in my face, y'know and he smelled a little like Vick's Vap-O-rub and he got in reallllll close and gave me a list of better reference materials gave me the hairiest of hairy eyeballs and walked away. I can still hear the whisper of those polyester pants. The sound still scares me. No, man -- you don't want to be on that list.

I know you care, Steve. I can feel it. And I will wait. Oh, how I will....