Kobal2
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Hmmmm...no rules. No "Challenge" in the title. No dissing SSNs. No despising Wafflers.
This is, as a made-in-Taiwan Rolex or a Lars strategy, a fraud.
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Hey, don't pick on Seanachai, c'mon the fellow is...is...buggered if I know. He's one old donkey cuddler, that's for sure. I mean, the bloke's been there long enough to become furniture.
Of course, he does sing. But have you ever, I mean *ever* had singing furniture ? Even if it's singing make you think of a cat clawing through a frying pan ?
And of, course, there's his writing. But I kinda like his overwordiness. He's like a little drunk furry politician, with the added benefit that, at least, he ain't stealing money. Not mine, that is, I wouldn't know for you slimey idjits who have the common idiocy to let him in.
So, all in all, he's a fair bugger, if you just get him to shut his trap.
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Aannnd that's another tank out the map. And yet another minefield. And Lars's planes strafing his own grunts.
In other words : more of the same. I'll win, eventually.
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(didn't I warn you about Seanachai coming back with a brand new répetoire of atrocities to murder our ears with ? Didn't I ?)
(On a lighter sidenote, Lars managed to have his forces strafed by his own planes. My dear Shaw, I do believe he's on his way to murder you setup. I *will* win this game of silly buggers.)
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None whatsoever, unless you have some heavy duty stuff (rockets, 150+ guns) AND you are lucky enough to get a direct hit.
And when you do have such heavy stuff, it comes expensive and in short supply, so it's not worth wasting against a bunker in the odd hope that it will blow.
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So, where's the suffering part in your absence, pray tell ?
Ah. Now I get it. It's the prospect of you coming back from a folk festival (Is that like, a Renaissance Faire with less goth chicks wearing bustiers that up their breasts right under their chins, and more fat old pished wannabe Irish/Scotsmen ?) with a fresh load of new songs to sing at us drunk and out of tune, isn't it ?
That *is* painful, I'll grant you that. But not really more so than, say, playing Lars, dealing with rleete's antics or Shaw's megalo-centered diatribes foam-mouthed in my general direction.
In time, you just get used to anything. Even a rabid pack of lackwit mongrels revelling in their own filth and licking the occasional pool of month-old vomit like these here MBT dwellers.
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Monday night, haven't slept since friday night, mostly because of those stoopid things I call "friends", those blue patches under my eyes reaching my chin, drunk as a scotsman on his wedding day, I feel it's time for a little sing song. All in good fun.
Yo, this one goes to my homey Lars, the turn-monopolizing amoeba, y'know what'm sayin' ?
You must die I alone am best!
I hope ya flip some guy the bird
He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve
In front of the Beatles' tour bus
A Bookmobile and a Mack truck
Hauling hazardous biological waste
The light turns red you have no brakes
And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape
So you can see the look on your face
Die Die Die Die Die Die Die
Die Die Die Die Die Die Die
I hope your Pinto begins to spin
Takes out a disabled Vietnam Veteran
Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize Winner
And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner
Perhaps even the British Royal Family
And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy
And we can't forget the newlyweds
And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead
I hope this helps to emphasize,
I hope this helps to clarify :
I hope you die !
I hope your cellmate thinks he's God
But C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob"
Serving time again for abuse of a corpse
Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse
While he masturbates to photos of livestock
He does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian Rock
Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance"
And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince
Die Die Die Die Die Die Die
Die Die Die Die Die Die Die
I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson
And forces you to play a game called "Balls On Chin"
And whatever happens next is all a blur
But you remember "fist" can be a verb
And when you finally regain consciousness
You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress
And the prison guard looks the other way
‘Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day
I hope this helps to emphasize,
I hope this helps to clarify :
I hope you die !
The Bloodhound Gang - I hope you die.
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Well, the fight has pretty much stopped to a lull, after Lars ran out of arty - but boy, did he pelt that sandpatch. Probably a reminiscence of Dune - did he try to lure a sandcrawler into attacking my panzers ? Only him and God know. And I'm not that sure for him, either.
On my side, the action is all about carefully navigating around known minefields and into unknown ones. But I got one through, DAMMIT !
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Awwww, kawaiii !Originally posted by Boo Radley:You mean like this little soccer hooligan?
So young, and already drunk with violent hatred...Warms an aging heart, it does.
Yet another thing to remember me I'm growing a year older today. To misquote Garfield : I hate birthdays. One step closer to the grave. And, more importantly (and more depressingly), one step closer to overall Seanachayness.
The poet was sooo right..."Mourir, mourir la belle affaire, mourir cela n'est rien, mais vieillir..." (Dying, dying, petty thing, dying's nothing, but growing old...)
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Isn't Seanachai always too drunk to do anything but singing bad songs off key ?
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Size don't matter, or so I'm told
I too tend to like smaller battles, with a company sized inf force and a handfull of AFVs - more and I get confused and/or sloppy
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Arch-henchman ? ARCH-HENCHMAN ?
Now we know you've lost your last shred of lucidity. Lars couldn't tie his shoes without written instructions and color-coded shoe laces, let alone put Shaw in a half-nelson.
If he was to be an evil henchman, he'd be the first on the list of "people who died in the mutated sea-bass tank". He'd probably drown before the fish noticed him, too.
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Aren't Shaw and Radley cute ? In a "monkey jacking off in front of kids" cute sense, of course.
WAKE UP ! Lads, calling each other stoopid is a bit like Manson calling Hannibal Lecter a "not so nice guy".
@Kitty : I always thought of Seanachai as a stupid bitch myself. Only he understands "love you long time" as an invitation to swing over to your place a 3 a.m. to recite schlecht poetry and bug you all day long with endless tirades on the theme of "why don't you like meee ? pleaaaase ? please please please love me please please please with a cherry on top !", the "long time" part obviously referring to how hard it is to get f*cking rid of the midget bugger.
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The MP-41 is the one with dual mags, right ?
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OUT ! OUT ! YOU DEMONS OF STUPIDITY !
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You know, that's what always bugged me in ESB : bloody revisionism.
Anyone with "contacts" knows that after Luke jumps down the pit, Darky chuckled "Heh. Works every single time. Morons."
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Lose the pitchfork.People like me get constantly given them simply by the way we look when we walk down the street.[ June 24, 2004, 10:23 PM: Message edited by: Kobal2 ]
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Any Templars involved ?Actually, we're members of the select secret society that actually run the entire world. We just like to hang out here during off times. -
Well, yeah, obviously, that too, but a man's gotta have a hobby, y'know ?
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Ah, but who said I *wanted* to join the Shavian House in the first place ? Bear with me : if the *founder* of the house can't construct a foolproof summary execution setup (foolproof as in "not even Lars can muck *this* up", of course), that's not good PR, is it ?
And how many times will I have to repeat it : I'm French. Annoying people is what we *do* !
[ June 23, 2004, 10:29 PM: Message edited by: Kobal2 ]
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NEWSFLASH
In spite of overwhelming odds (mostly stemming from a global Joe Shawist conspiracy), in spite of a ridiculously one-sided scenario, in spite of Lars' smugness, in spite of mines, artillery, mines, airplanes, mines, rough terrain and did I mention mines ?, yes, despite all this my brilliant tankers have managed to fulfill their assignment fully. One of them just exited the map, the rest of 'em are lined up for a last race.
Isn't it really, really sad when you somehow manage to get rolled over by a newbie, even when given a 100% winning situation ? Weeeell, that's the stupefyin' achievement of masterminds Joe Shaw & Lars for you.
And if *this* is the best I can expect from the Shavian House, I ain't impressed, mister.
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@Arthur : it's a scenario called "Valley of Trouble".
And yes, they're all concrete. I think the way to deal with them is by making good use of the 2 105 Tommy-cookers you're given, but I'm not sure I want to take a chance exposing them to the AT bunker (or to hidden AT guns, for that matter).
The one thing I have in liberal amounts is arty, (2 81mm mortar FOs, 2 105, each with loads of ammo and an excellent field of view) so I think I'll try and smoke them long enough for my engineers to close in - thankfully the terrain is not that open, lots of trees and a big hill to hide tanks behind.
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You goodaler worthless copycat. "Amoeba" is MINE !
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Interesting idea - do minefields somehow deplete when they've taken enough tanks out ?
Few are as truly challenged as Peng
in Combat Mission: Afrika Korps
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