Nidan1

Yes you are, step right up and SOD OFF!!!!! Wait a minute if you bite the heads off of chickens we may be able to use you. [ March 12, 2003, 02:06 PM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ]

Thank you m'lady. *bows politely* I have now gone back and edited my post to correct two embarrassing spelling errors, and to iclude a new category of enemies in my most justified Last Great Crusade. *bows yet again even more politely and backs out of the room leaving behind several valuable gifts as means of saying thank you* </font>

Silly nong. I carried out the strip-tease in celebration of Kitty's birthday, and I'm quite happy to reenact it for you in case your memory needs to be jogged (or rather brutally assaulted with a sledge-hammer). Mace </font>

Whooofaaa!!!! your first mistake was acknowledging that anyone would ever take notice of what you wrote, Ego can be a dangerous influence, the only reason I reply in this case is due to the fact that I have a vestigial Ego, and nothing anyone could ever say or do to me would effect my self-esteem. Seanachai is out on a recruiting mission, trying to find anyone with a modicum of skill with the English language, you might qualify...however be warned...he has multiple personality disorder and changes like a hot desert wind.

Vadr , I think living in the tropics has "teched" you, or at least fried your synapses like an EMP bomb. (cant wait to see those work, maybe they will sell small versions of them in best buy or CompUSA, and you can zap those annoying juveniles who insist on playing rap music in their cars at 2 AM, and all you hear is the bass ****BOOM BA BA BOOM BIM BIM BA BOOM BOOM**** , plus you can here it twelve blocks away because low fequency sound travels further-- don't ya love science?--. Well anyway... Hortlund I prefer the Cesspool motiff...who the hell needs ponds, and meadows, and sunshine? Dungeons, dark dungeons for me, murky winding passages, dim lighted stairwells which take you deeper and deeper into the fetid bowels, places where no one would want to be, rank, smelly, dripping with ooze and other creepy things. This is the domain of the MBT, make it too nice, you boob, and all sorts or riff-raff and urchins will want to wander in. [ March 11, 2003, 07:10 AM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ]

Isn't that the movie, with Yul Brynner, James Coburn and Horst Bucholz (who died last week), oh and Charles Bronson too, about the cowbys who help out some Mexican villagers? You know the one that is a take off on the "Seven Samurai", I loved that movie. Whats wrong with that?

I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK I work all night and I .....ooops wrong thread. So sorry, wont happen again. ...I assure you, Right, nothing to see here,,,time to move along.

Originally posted by sGTGoody: Good work lad, lot's of BIG words, lots of meaningless and ambiguous phrases, designed to confuse and obfuscate. If anyone gave a damn about the whereabouts of Meeks , they will certainly be less interested now. Huzzah!!! Huzzah!! ***burp***

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At first, I was totally against the king, simply because it was the Olde One's idea, so I knew no good could come of it. But, as many predicted, he would soon grow bored and then leave. And after posting that abysmally drawn dog picture a dozen or so times, showing just how witless he'd become, it seems he's finally scarpered off. So, my vote would be... I don't give a meeks arse. </font>

You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it; But when it comes to slaughter You will do your work on water, An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it. Now in Injia's sunny clime, Where I used to spend my time A-servin' of 'Er Majesty the Queen, Of all them blackfaced crew The finest man I knew Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din. He was "Din! Din! Din! You limpin' lump o' brick-dust, Gunga Din! Hi! slippery ~hitherao~! Water, get it! ~Panee lao~! You squidgy-nosed old idol, Gunga Din." Just a little taste of the man you uncultured, poxy, lackwits. One of the finest poets of all time..lift your glasses to Rudyard Kipling.!!

Send me a turn, you narcissistic git!!!

Originally posted by Seanachai: Seanachai , dear lad, I thought you were faithfully taking your meds. Can't allow yourself to backslide like this, the rest of us poor unenlightened cretins look to you for guidance.

Welcome to the forum.

Lars will notice, not that, that is a bad thing.

Is this spoonrubber character related to lenakonrad ? posts read vaguely familiar.

I think we should capture Lars , and question him in an "undisclosed location overseas"

Originally posted by Sir Flamin'Aussie Crybaby: I would like everyone to note, that this battle was a creation of one Sir Aussie Jeff . Meaning that: he designed the map, he chose the force selection, he had foreknowledge of the placement and arrival time of the reinforcements, he probably played it a few times to glean the best set up for his own men. Even with all these obvious advantages, he was only able to obtain a Draw. This indicates to me (1) I am a superior tactician, or (2) He is as lame as a three legged mule. I will let you decide. [ March 02, 2003, 08:12 AM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ]

This is the end My only friend, the end Of our elaborate plans, the end of every thing that stands, the end Lost in a ruined, wilderness of pain and all the children are insane The Doors [ March 01, 2003, 09:57 PM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ]

Not that there is anything wrong with that... sits back in chair...scratches scrotum.

Delete...double post. [ March 01, 2003, 06:53 PM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ]

Edited to add: All this cuddling is making me ill. [ February 28, 2003, 10:07 AM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ]

All this cuddling is making me ill.

Oh that is just too rich... Edited to remind egbert that he is still a little pillock </font>

Originally posted byAthkatla: Cor' mate, I thought that was yur bloody 'ead. Keep practicing, you'll get the hang of posting soon enough. Toodles