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Wolfp MkII

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  1. A returned WHAT?!?

    Audie Murphy was a hero, David Hackworth was a hero, Matt Urban was a hero......now while I wouldn't disagree that risking paper cuts on a daily basis whilst braving the unknown dangers of the pencil sharpening machine all the while suffering the unbelievable deprivations of intermittant internet access might consistute a mild inconvenience....I don't think there should be a medal awarded for it.

    Look man, there were no pencil sharpeners, they had to be sharpened with a K-Bar, just like the Duke did it in the Sands of Iwo Jima. Of course, that scene got cut...damn editors.

  2. ...Wolfp Mk II continues to be unsportsmanlike by using NVG equipped troops while my poor Syrians can't see the hand in front of their face. The only saving grace is that his Marines are so cautious they have to gun down every bush in their path ... just in case I guess. Also boring at this point...

    Joe

    Leave no stone unturned and all that jazz...BTW, the wife was snickering at the one cat sitting in the trench and facing in the wrong direction who got popped in the back of the head. She asked if that was normal and I told her "for Joe, yes."

  3. Indeed it has fallen on hard times when the only two targets are apparently Boo Radley and Michael.

    Back in the day there were GIANTS who came here ... men like Seanachai, Me, Peng, Joe Shaw, Berli, the Justicar ... Giants I say.

    Now, save for just a few such as myself, there are naught but the mewling kittens who pretend to be Knights of the CessPool. Where is Nidan1 (when he's not gloating over his likely victory in our game), where is Wolfp Mk II (when he's not gloating over his likely victory in our game), where is Stuka (when he's not CLAIMING victory in a game my new computer won't play) and where is ... ah, well ... too late I suppose to hope some of the others of years gone by.

    "Too late Natan', too late, you go with me, we drink whiskey, hunt buffalo, get drunk."

    Very sad lads, very sad.

    Joe

    OMG!..A guy is trying to pack up his battalion and get it moving in the correct direction, which I believe is that way, and he's chastised for non-participation...fine...you want some attention?..YOU SUCK!..There, how'd ya like them apples?

    BTW, who was the idiot that left the door open for yet another Oddstraylian to waltz right in?

  4. So today is my 41st birthday, and as far as birthdays in a combat zone are concerned, it wasnt too bad.

    I didnt get blown up, shot at, or otherwise assaulted by something or someone deadly; well, there is the issue of the KBR food, but I've grown immune.

    Joe actually sent me a turn...Thanks Joe, its just what I wanted. You're too kind (he actually sent it yesterday, but he's old and forgetful; I'm sure he meant to send it today.)

    My wife and mother both sent me birthday cakes

    My wife...and not my mother...flashed me on the webcam. That was kinda cool.

    The regimental co actually paid us a compliment...that almost ended 41 years of life, as I nearly died from shock.

    Nidan1 is apparently channeling Sommering to attack some ne'er do well frequenting the thread. It has entertainment value.

    Boo is still not so witty nor intelligent...Does consistency have a source? Yes, and its name is Boo Radley, which is strangely comforting.

    And Stuka is on another one of his trips, which has every possibility of seeing him corkscrew into the ground from 40, 000 feet up...a tragedy to some, a gift for most.

    Yep...not a bad day at all, and has all the potential of being better depending on Stuka's flight.

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

    I RIDE IN HUMVEES

    ITS ONLY A MONTH 'TIL I GET HOOOOOOOOOME

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

  5. Damn straight you didn't see it coming, but you should have KNOWN...

    You know, all these ears I keep adding to the trusty Stuka belt'o'ears are weighing heavy on the old trousers....with these continuous great Stukan victories steam rollering all who would dare cross swords with me....I just don't know how much longer I can keep the old pants up.....ladies, avert your gaze!

    Last I heard, plumber's butt still wasn't en vogue...I dont think you have to worry about being ogled by the fairer sex

  6. I will refer you to the Justicar for the rules. He does love to cite them so. At his age, it's practically the only pleasure left to him.

    Michael

    Oh good lord man...what have you done? Pandora's Box pried open with a crowbar; I mean, it's the Justicar...whatever comes of this will neither be concise, clear, relevant, nor interesting. Nuthin for it 'cept to sit back and watch...Where's my popcorn?

  7. That Tiger took a hit in its fuel tank?

    Michael

    Nope...Its obviously a pet rock that hasn't been house broken yet

    ...and in other gamey news...

    The Justicar is recieving a thrashing he won't soon forget...at least not like he forgets to send turns, which he hasnt forwarded...in TWO days. I already have the measure of his excuse, something to do with being unable to see...Pfeh! You should have invested more of your GNP in NVDs instead of hookahs and hashish...will you never learn?

    Nidan1 has finally advanced beyond my city wall and into my cunningly laid trap. I should have read the manufacturers mark on my BMPs a little closer...they are obviously from China and armored with rice paper. No matter, there's plenty more from whence those came. Now, how do I get my guy to pop the top off this anthrax canister without infecting himself and those around him?

  8. I know, I know, and I've tried time and again to explain that I have standards (must be female and NO reptiles) and my future plans don't include him but he persists.

    I'm sure it's very lonely over there in Iraq and he IS a Marine so I make allowances but I won't string him along and give him false hope.

    And, Wolfp Mk II, MY turn is out (specifically turn 18) so unless you're sending turn 19 you can just shut your gob there pal.

    Joe

    Oh don't flatter yourself...I've got standards!

  9. LIES! And from a commissioned officer and (I'm willing to stretch credulity on this point) gentleman.

    I received his turn JUST NOW with the likely excuse that he had already sent it. And I responded forthhaste and postwill as well.

    It's just a shame, lads, a real shame.

    Joe

    Who they gonna believe Joe, huh, huh? A financier who plots and schemes daily to fleece the little man out of his life savings then hounds him into the poor house with high interest loans he has no hope of ever repaying; or me, stalwart defender of all that is right and good in this great nation of ours; Praetorian if you will, herald of freedom to oppressed peoples the world over. I think its clear. Turn out!

  10. ...In CM News ...

    Wolfp Mk II is in a deep depression due to his willful and deliberate destruction of government property paid for with MY tax dollars. He apparently broke the sole of one of his boots and is unable to focus on our game. I tend to think he's still frightened of losing AGAIN to my Syrian stalwarts...

    Joe

    Check your inbox fancy pants. Last turn was sent the day before yesterday. I actually had high hopes, having recieved two turns in one day from you. I guess, much like a policeman, you felt you met your quota for the month and were off the hook for another until March. I havent had these problems with Nidan1, I just cant get him to move beyond the city wall into the interior, springing my cleverly laid ambush. I didnt realize this, but if you make them wait long enough, your troops will actually fire up cigarettes; anyone got a Marlboro mod? Great job BFC!

  11. Stick cheese in your ears to drown out the clicking sound.....over

    and don't drive up walls...thats just stupid....

    No cheese...only processed cheese food...K-B-R

    Or don't walk. Skip.

    Skipping is for girls, or the gender confused hailing from Ohio

    Oh get serious Boo Radley ... a Marine Officer skipping?

    He doesn't have the coordination...

    Joe

    Do too! Not that I've tried.

    Now an ode to my boots

    Oh yellow boots upon my feet,

    Why have you failed me,

    Many miles have we crossed,

    In distant lands both lush and dusty,

    We shall trudge once more,

    Together to the burn pit,

    Never to share the road thereafter,

    I shall miss thee

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