v42below

Was catching up on my reading and saw this. Very sorry to hear this, Peng. She'll live on in the memories of your family and what sounds like many others that she has touched in her life.

Was catching up on my reading and saw this. Very sorry to hear this, Peng. She'll live on in the memories of your family and what sounds like many others that she has touched in her life.

Was catching up on my reading and saw this. Very sorry to hear this, Peng. She'll live on in the memories of your family and what sounds like many others that she has touched in her life.

Well, well, the Manchestronean imbecile has finally managed to start a proper thread without it being locked, abandoned or ignored. I knew I should have checked in more often. Now, what the hell am I doing here…oh…right… I, v42below, Knight of the MBT, do hereby propose juan_gigante to Kaniggethood. The bastard has shown unmatchable resistance to BOOTings from his liege and other honoured members of the Pool, bravery and astuteness in the arts of CM (by beating that no good pillock Sir Sir 37mm), as well as general stickiness and stickability around the One True Thread, not to mention his rivetting AARs (far superior to those of that no good pillock Sir Sir 37mm). Joe - please fill out the paperwork and send me the bill, I'll write the amount off against the cleaning costs for that stain you left on the armchair. Finally, it truly must be said that Sir Sir 37mm is a no good pillock.

I vote to give stoat to rleete. He has property rights to the lad, as per the established traditions of the Cesspool and should be entitled to exercise them (as long as I don't know the particulars, I don't care how or what he does to the poor wretch). If Seanachai is so keen on having stoat as his squire, he can barter with rleete in good faith. Seanachai - given stoat's unmentionable merits, I reckon a pair of old socks and an empty pepsi can should be enough to convince rleete to complete the transaction.

Hope all goes well for your old lady, Peng.

I think I'll leave this one to the Squires and Serfs.

Taking my name in vain again, I see. The answer is simple. You don't matter. Seanachai does.

Success! Our company has just implemented site filtering, with the unfortunate consequence of disallowing me direct access to the BFC site. However, my Google-fu has served me well in discovering the secrets of proxies. I'm afraid Sir Sir 37mm's overly simplistic plan (and yes, I do blame him and only him) has failed.

Let's see if this works...

Well done, juan_gigante. All you need to do now is annoy Berli enough to send you a Monday and your quest will be complete.

Shandorf can't spell "independent".

Doing my part to help us get past the scrollage. I have also dispachted assassin monkeys to destroy that ебанько Sergei.

Sir Sir 37mm, this is your moment to shine, or at least attempt to glitter. [edit: Oh, well, better luck next time...again]

Local government? Pray, do tell me whatever gave you that idea? I'll have you know I work for the finest greedy monopoly this side of the Tasman. [ February 01, 2006, 08:16 PM: Message edited by: v42below ]

Hmmm: I don't know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation. You were born somewhere in the territory of modern North Japan around the year 1775. Your profession was that of a sailor or shoemaker. Your brief psychological profile in your past life: Such people are always involved with all new. You have always loved changes, especially in art, music, cooking. The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation: Your lesson is to learn discretion and moderation and then to teach others to do the same. Your life will be happier if you help those who lack reasoning. So I guess I'm here in my persuit of happiness. Now if only I could actually bring myself to attempt to help one of you jokers.

You heard the gerbil! You'd best hop to it, before he unleashes the Stare of Doom.

Tee-hee! Don't worry, little gerbil, The Undertaker will protect you, while renting you out for cigarettes of course.

The Undertaker

Rune, happy belated birthday.

Snottyknife has no email addy (as if we needed any additional reasons to ignore the idjit).

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Congrads, Lars. Thanks for the invite. See you there.

Petty excuses, all of them. I guess they don't make squires like the used to. You too should follow my advice to dalem above. Feel free to post a debrief on that experience once you're done.

Quick, run into a brick wall head first! Make sure you have at least a 20 metre run up and you're hitting top speed on impact. Should clear that "wakefulness" issue you're having right up.