jdmorse Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by PeterNZer: It's a squire's time to claim wot's his... A win against JD Morse. Sorry patron sir, knight sir sir.. but I kicked your little sir booty sir like you were some portable inflatable backside. I'll try not to do it again sir. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> As a part of your training a "thrown" game is always necessary, does your ego good....Now lets see how you do in a REAL Game winging it's way to you shortly, oh and Peter? Don't expect it to be fair (sorry Pengie ole boy but if you'd stop around a bit more we might actually respect your position JD ------------------ Official 3000th poster to the original Peng thread and present at it's demise Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Senility (apt name if ever there was one) queried: Also, where is Shaw? Is he still maintaining this fiction that he's having some kind of ISP problem, or is he going to get access to the Correctional Institute's public internet connection long enough to admit that the state of Utah has had him jailed for defaming Brigham Young's wives?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> You cretin (sit DOWN Blousehouse, not you ... well, not this time anyway) Senility. I have responded to your first mewl of abandonment already but I'm sure that it passed you by since it didn't directly follow your question and you doubtless forgot that you had asked by the time it showed up. I have found myself in the midst of "issues" that have reduced the time allowed to respond to email turns (an evil) and the time to respond to this thread (a catastrophe). Rest assured however, faux Irishman that you are, that I have not forgotten the denizens of this, the 'pool, the Peng Thread in all it's ... well anyway it's the Peng Thread. I have not abandoned my fellow Knights of the Pool ... the Squires are, of course, beneath my notice save for Mace who is actually beneath my feet thus allowing me to dry my boots. Quit complaining Mace and stop that damn spluttering, just lift your head a bit higher and you'll have your nose at least above the waves ... unless Senility starts splashing again. As for Brigham Young's wives ... you've seen the photos ... how could I possibly be accused of defaming them? As Harry Truman once said, "I don't give 'em hell, I just tell the truth on them and that makes them feel like they're in hell." Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 Mr Lorak... A knights scalp, (only Menschy but a knights a knight) must be added to the blot so far recorded in the win record of this here squire. Games still in progress; Crow-Duck, Ping pong, OGFS...err FOGS, oh him anyway.. ------------------ Torture you? That...That's a good idea. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Joe Shaw: the Squires are, of course, beneath my notice save for Mace who is actually beneath my feet thus allowing me to dry my boots. Quit complaining Mace and stop that damn spluttering, just lift your head a bit higher and you'll have your nose at least above the waves ... unless Senility starts splashing again. Joe<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Actually, I quite enjoy it down here! It reminds me of outings down at St Kilda Beach, dodging sharks and effluent discharge - exactly the same kind of resonance one gets participating in this very thread! Mace (who got his knighthood through birth ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted October 31, 2000 Author Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Croda: Trying to decide whether or not to throw in the towel...whinging...It looks pretty bad, but I'm not sure that I should defile the memory of the men who gave their ELITE lives guarding this ground...showing a trace of spinal support... and sanctifying it with their vital essence...what the hell have your men been doing?! No wonder they're getting the snot beaten out of them. Tell them to stop that and concentrate on combat... by having these last few men throw in the towel and walk off the field like French-men...oh, yes, what we do when we look weak and limp is mock the French... Imagine this: so, Grampy, what did you do in the war?Well, you useless little toad that yer Mum come with and claimed was yer Dad's, I pulled me thumb outa me arse, and stuck in me mouth and began sulking No, no. Not in my Army. In my Army that little boy will never be born because his gramps is a tough forgivable tough talk term used here, but which nicely avoids being pointlessly crass, and he's gonna die with his countrymen on the field of battle! So you can take your surrender and shove it...pretty standard but forgivable tough talk that involves objects entering Chupacabra in biologically non-standard ways...You want my answer? Take a good long look at my signature, buddy boy! You want a fight? You came to the right place! To the last man!finally, a manly statement of intent that brings other than a sneer to my lip <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> I never give up, unless a courteous and well-respected opponent indicates he'd prefer it. Otherwise, I make the sods play it out to the last drop of fluid (blood, in the honourable battles my troops are involved in; I'm a bit unsure about some of yours). ------------------ After witnessing exceptional bravery from his Celtic mercenaries, Alexander the Great called them to him and asked if there was anything they feared. They told him nothing, except that the sky might fall on their heads. [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 10-30-2000).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted October 31, 2000 Author Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by jshandorf: Our battle has just began. So climb off the fence post and quit making noise you bloated cock. (As in the chicken....*sigh*) Jeff<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Shandorf. Ah, Shandorf. Shandorf, and indeed, Shandorf. You are so...new. So untutored. So lacking in the finer sensibilities. But, because I have a generous nature, and because, however vulgar and useless you might be, you can claim to be a Landsmann, I will point out to you that in situations like these, all that is necessary is to parenthize 'Sit Down, Bauhaus!', and everyone (except my scrappy and polite Squire, Hiram), knows that you are asking people not to play on the concept of 'thingies'. We have certain tedious, time-honoured conventions here. Try getting a grasp on some of them. Did you get enough cuddling this weekend, or was that one of the other tidal wave of recent-arrival rodents (so sorry, but sometimes I'm bewildered by the fact that you all sound alike) that had his girlfriend arriving (rather than coming)? Hey, this world-weary abuse of new arrivals thing is rather a lark! Hmmm, now to try and put you in perspective: chrisl, wants to die in the snow; Shandorf, desires the illusion of conquering cities by scurrying in through the map edge flanks like a pack of bedbugs clambering from the wall cracks. Ewww, I'm playing two squires. No, it's worse, I believe I'm playing two squire wannabes. I need to wash...back again, has anyone actually spoken for these two hunchbacked, squint-eyed chimpanzees who've brachiated in here crying 'Sanctuary!'? ------------------ After witnessing exceptional bravery from his Celtic mercenaries, Alexander the Great called them to him and asked if there was anything they feared. They told him nothing, except that the sky might fall on their heads. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted October 31, 2000 Author Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by bauhaus: Now we know who the king of the Herald is!!!!! <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Whom the gods would destroy, they first made mad... ------------------ After witnessing exceptional bravery from his Celtic mercenaries, Alexander the Great called them to him and asked if there was anything they feared. They told him nothing, except that the sky might fall on their heads. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted October 31, 2000 Author Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Stuka: Mr Lorak... A knights scalp, (only Menschy but a knights a knight) must be added to the blot so far recorded in the win record of this here squire. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> We grandfathered mensch in as a Knight because he was insane, and foreign, and everyone felt awful for him losing to his wife, didn't we? I mean, I know the sod has been posting on the Board forever, but his status here was a direct outgrowth of pity, right? ------------------ After witnessing exceptional bravery from his Celtic mercenaries, Alexander the Great called them to him and asked if there was anything they feared. They told him nothing, except that the sky might fall on their heads. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mark IV Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 Originally posted by Elijah Meeks: Custer was a fop, we all know it... regardless of the historical record to the contrary, and an unbroken string of victories over Rebel forces of superior size... but then, I don't really know anything at all This is the lamest comeback in the crippled history of the pool. "We all know it", uh-huh, how bout some insights from "they" while you're at it? Ibid, anyone? The last commander, and later the historian of the Michigan Cavalry, James Kidd, put it thus: "Custer was a fighting man, through and through, but wary and wily as brave. There was in him an indescribable something, call it caution, call it sagacity, call it the real military instinct- it may have been genius- by whatever name entitled, it nearly always impelled him to do the right thing." Phil Sheridan held him in the highest regard, as you should know. That his whole reputation now rests on the consequences of one hopeless but inconsequential Indian battle, and its deeply political aftermath, is a monstrous injustice. I may be blonde and elderly, resembling a yellow Lab undergoing chemo-therapy, but I know a psuedo-ACW-grog with a personality disorder when I hear its distinctive thump under my tire. Frankly, I find your love of the North and your use of a Nazi weapon as a moniker a bit suspicious. You like the jack-booted oppressors, don't you? Hyu-huh. I wear a tie every single day, to work, in California, because it is the metaphorical jackboot of the latter-20th capitalist oppressor, and here's a full Windsor in your face, rebel untermensch nambanjin fellaheen gweilo bastard. If you think the MkIV is some kind of sinister Ueberweapon in CMBO, yer gonna love the horse-drawn IGs. It's one of my national characteristics. Well, well, now it all becomes clear. Scrappy underdogs aren't for you, eh MarkIV? You make me sick. Sick! I like the crunch you make under my spit-polished Rockport. Keep working for the clampdown MarkIV, because in Appendix B of the Cesspool it says: MarkIV: First one up against the wall when the revolution comes. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Now we know who the king of the Herald is!!!!!<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Well Blousemaus, I sounds like you want to be king fly on a pile of crap (hope my boss doesn't read this) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted October 31, 2000 Author Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Joe Shaw: You cretin, Senility. I have responded to your first mewl of abandonment... Yes, but it wasn't satisfying. It wasn't verbose, it wasn't tedious, it simply wasn't...Shaw! I have found myself in the midst of "issues" that have reduced the time allowed to respond to email turns (an evil) and the time to respond to this thread (a catastrophe). I would serve as a character witness, but as much as I enjoy your own fine self, that makes me look like the hip, bright, 'Voice of the Peng Challenge Thread', my past won't bear scrutiny. Hell, even my present wouldn't pass muster in any nation where I couldn't rely on clandestine understandings with 'Corrupt Governmental/Military Officials' who want to keep certain things off the public record. Rest assured however, faux Irishman that you are, that I have not forgotten the denizens of this, the 'pool, the Peng Thread in all it's ... well anyway it's the Peng Thread. I have not abandoned my fellow Knights of the Pool Well, that's a bloody relief. I thought we might have to round-up one of the most verbal and chemically dependent of the Newbies as a replacement, and tell him that Master says his name is gonna be Joe Shaw from now on, and he's going to have to work in the Big House. ... the Squires are, of course, beneath my notice save for Mace who is actually beneath my feet thus allowing me to dry my boots. Quit complaining Mace and stop that damn spluttering, just lift your head a bit higher and you'll have your nose at least above the waves ... unless Senility starts splashing again. Mace and I are presently in a PBEM, Shaw, so do me a favour and dig a heel into a kidney so as to cripple. Splashing? You vulgarian. My appreciation of the Bodhran sometimes makes me get a little syncopated, but I never splash. As for Brigham Young's wives ... you've seen the photos ... how could I possibly be accused of defaming them? You have me there, Squire. Brrrr. Took away my will to touch meself, they did, and it takes a lot to achieve that. When yer case comes up, try for a change of venue out of state. No sane populace would find you guilty. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> ------------------ After witnessing exceptional bravery from his Celtic mercenaries, Alexander the Great called them to him and asked if there was anything they feared. They told him nothing, except that the sky might fall on their heads. [This message has been edited by Seanachai (edited 10-31-2000).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mensch Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Seanachai: We grandfathered mensch in as a Knight because he was insane, and foreign, and everyone felt awful for him losing to his wife, didn't we? I mean, I know the sod has been posting on the Board forever, but his status here was a direct outgrowth of pity, right? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Senoochie you worm, you rotting corps.. challange your wife.. girlfriend or rubber sex doll (mostlikely a print out of some chick from Thumbzilla hanging on your wall) and i stick my tounge out at you from my helm... I am kicking Cruddas deflated butt, win inevitable, Mr. Frenchie PeaBloom is going down and fast... Peng.. well if we ever find each other in that fog and that Newfie wannabe ever sends his file to me I could report more, but apparently he's happy holding on to it and drooling dreaming of a win but like a 13 year olds wet dream, and all he has waiting for him is his LEGO set awaiting him. If I did not have 14 PBEMs goin on at the time.. wait one is almost over with von Lucke... I challange your crusty ass to a round in the ring with Mr. Prince Charming himself.... me. yup you jellyfish eljaculation, *smack* goes the Iron gauntlet of MENSCH THE HANSOM has spoken send me the set up you infidel!!! I COMMAND THEE! PS you forgot to add hes a Canuck ---------- Der Kessel Home of „Die Sturmgruppe“; Scenario Design Group for Combat Mission [This message has been edited by mensch (edited 10-31-2000).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Seanachai: ... the Squires are, of course, beneath my notice save for Mace who is actually beneath my feet thus allowing me to dry my boots. Quit complaining Mace and stop that damn spluttering, just lift your head a bit higher and you'll have your nose at least above the waves ... unless Senility starts splashing again. Mace and I are presently in a PBEM, Shaw, so do me a favour and dig a heel into a kidney so as to cripple. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Shornasheep, you silly non-entity, Slow Bore is standing on my shoulders! He could only kick me in a Kidney if one leg was far longer than the other! Otherwise he has to climb down off my shoulders and immerse himself totally in the filth. And we all know that Mr Shaw has very delicate skin, much too sensitive to the muck here! Mace [This message has been edited by Mace (edited 10-31-2000).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Geier Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 A tired old elf king is seated on a piece of flotsam, possibly a rotting throne, in the middle of a dark murky pool. He is bobbing gently and in the gloom we notice that the pool is at the bottom of a well. No daylight ever reaches this place. A dark passageway seems to be the only entrance into the Throne room. Lorak (of course it is Lorak how many elf kings live in a cesspool? Get on with it.) lets out a tired sigh. - Oh gods I’m bored. I really hate being me. What a useless person I am. (An odd dark green globe is clutched in his hand. The colours in it move, sometimes a muffled flash can be seen, accompanied by the distant sound of thunder) - Well, you’re not Hiram, thank the gods for that. A robed figure has emerged from the muck, it is completely covered in filth and seems to be riding on a deranged seal. - Oh. It’s you. Senility. How wonderful of you to drop by. Lorak intones in a voice that suggest someone is slowly inserting a red-hot poker covered with ants in his navel. - Yes, yes quite... So. How are things? - Bloody awful. My bum hurts. - Yes. I see. But… but you’ve gotten your scrying ball connected now! That’s good. Isn’t it? Able to look at all the heroic battles between our Cesspool brethren, isn’t that something. - They’re all stupid gits and I hate them almost as much as I do myself. Pwetty splosions though. Sometimes. (Seanachai quickly downs a fistful happy-happy-joy-joy pills, swallows and somehow manages to keep a vaguely happy, if distant, face.) - Right. Nuff chit-chat. I’ve come here for a reason. It’s about Geier, the corrupt bastard. - What about him? Oh, so you didn’t come just to see me then? Can’t say I blame you, I’m... - Yes yes. Enough of that. The thing is, according to the board, he is undefeated. I do so hate him and his bloody ABBA references. We need to know if he is about to lose soon, we fear it would ruin our reputation if he became too full of himself and also could back it up. We can’t have that. - I don’t care. - Just shut up and tell me the status of his games. - How can I shut up AND tell... - TELL ME! NOW! - My, aren’t we grumpy today. Oh alright, alright. Let’s first look at his game against Ethan. - Ah, Hakko Ichiu. An evil bastard if there ever was one. Purveyor of fine grog-porn too and… (He is interrupted by shrill giggle) - Oh my! It’s a slaughterhouse… Ethan tried a mechanized flank maneuver and they’re all dead. All of them. - Can’t he even salvage a draw? - He hasn’t got a chance. Let’s see how Moriarty is faring. He’s useless, just like me. Nope. He’s dead too. - Sheepshagger? - Hmm. Hard to tell. He is too chicken (sheepish, shurely :ed) to move forward. He mostly moves laterally. And Geier’s setup looks... awful. Not a chance. - Andreas then? He’s already played him, maybe he’s learnt a trick or two? - Unlikely, but that game has just started. ”Unable to compute”heheheheee. - Shut it. It is as I feared then. We will have to use our secret weapon. We will have to make Buckethead a Knight. They’re playing each other and he is our only hope now. Make him a Knigget so we can view the game. - Done. You’re not going to like this though. It’s up for grabs still but you know, Geier always wins. It’s hopeless. I’ll slit my wrists right after breakfast. - Damn! However. There is one more. If we can’t beat him, we can get someone close to him. Didn’t Geier state that he would champion that other vile Swede, Dr Alimenretardo? - He did. But the Dr was too stupid to accept it. So he’s not a squire. - Since when did the squires have anything to say about anything? We’ll say he’s a squire and then use him to get to Geier. It’s a brilliant plan! - No. He killed him too. Senilitys shoulders slump, his jaw hangs down. A fine trickle of drool is gently running down his cheek (sit down bauhaus). - Bugger it. I’ll go back and start a sing-song. Sparky, forward! - Gods, what a useless waste of time. (Curtains) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiram Sedai Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 Squire Joust Notes - October 31, 2000 Participants - H. Sedai, OGSF Witnesses - Knights of the Pool et al To refresh the Knightly memories, here is some background. The noble and handsome Hiram is playing as the brave French whereas the dastardly and acne scarred youth known as OGSF (son of MGSF and PGSF) is playing as the Volksturm Germans Militia. The map contains many buildings, much fog, 2 flags (one of which is bogus - funny ha ha) and some nice roads. Thus far, the sneaky, underhanded, rancid personage known as OGSF has disabled one jeep and one truck of the righteous French. There appears to be one German militia person who sprained his ankle running away but I see no other injuries to the Germans. Editors Note: Approximately 50 files have gone back and forth thus far to date. I have the flag and he doesn't. So there. OGSF will assure the pool that my having the flag is temporary and that you should disregard my ramblings. Since he is heavily medicated, just nod your collective head and let him beleive what he needs to. And so, victory is imminent (not impotent, MRPeng) for the valient French and the feeble minded lackey known as OGSF will be rendered and rent and torn asunder by my superior tactics. Faithfully scribed by H. Sedai Squire to the Bard ------------------ Did someone compare this to the Peng thread? I've apologized for less. -Anonymous Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Croda Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 On the note of Squirely Joust Challenges, let me update my debacle. At this point, the valiant octagenarian militia hold a full half of the town, waiting for the left flank to catch up and surroud it. Unfortunately, the left flank was slowed when their wheel-chairs hit some deep mud, but they are moving again. The ran into a peck of trouble in the woods to the South of Brothel-ville. There were some Frenchmen, perdu et sans-baguettes, who started a little scrap. My stalwart homeguard fought them off, losing only 1 panzerschreck team and old Fritz Steinsschmurgen's teeth. The vaunted "Older than ****" Brigade continues forward to surround the town. Editor's Note: Stuka will agree that this is ridiculous, and that when the first shot was fired, everyone (I mean EVERYONE, even troops on the other side of the map) hit the dirt. Luckily, my old men aren't as nimble as his young Frenchies, and it took us longer to get to the ground, a few accidentally setting off their rifles on the way down. Somehow, a few French squads died. We push on after the ones who ran away. ------------------ "Nuts!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Herr Oberst Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 *read in the appropriate high nasal pitch English accent, if you please* Oh high Lorak the Loathed... so that results of the jousts in the Cesspool shall not be skew-ed: We, the lowest of the low, the un-Kniggettly, the un-Squirrelly, the un-deservingly, yes, we the Peasants of the Pool, demand a column upon the wall, where is writ the outcomes of the trials, by fire, maneuver, and general killing, not that we desire the insult of Kniggetthood, nor that we desire the insult of Squirrelhood, but that we desire to remain Peasants, the lowest of the low, where the loss of a Knigget or a Squirrel to a Peasant shall be the most ignoble of defeats, to promote and make public this loss for all time, to entitle the Pool to much muck-slinging and scorn and derision at said Kniggett or Squirrel, and entitle the Peasant to much posturing and crowing like some strutting cock (SIT DOWN BAUHAUS!) among a henhouse... Should the Peasant lose, well, life hasn't changed has it... [This message has been edited by Herr Oberst (edited 10-31-2000).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bauhaus Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 Do you people not realize that when I'm reading all of these wonderfully sick posts that I am sitting down. Why not tell me to stand up or roll over? But I can't be sitting anymore that what I already am. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chupacabra Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 Updates! Scrota I'm still bludgeoning him severely about the head and shoulders. He's dropping a whole lot of arty without any effect, and he seems to be making a kamikaze charge with his last tank. I may have to bring up my reserves. Although I doubt it. Snoriarty Well, it had to happen sooner or later. I have finally taken a casualty. Just one so far, but alas, perfection is not to be mine this time. Woe is me! All the joy is taken out of life. Now all I can do is shuffle my feet and bide my time in this grey, cold world, until I can finish ekeing out my 99 to 1 victory in this shameful game. Squirminjoy This scenario would be better named 'The Shooting Gallery,' because that's about the tactical skill it requires. Line 'em up, shoot 'em down. He's gotten some of my stuff, I've gotten some of his stuff (including a pretty little 'schreck kill on a fast-moving Stuart), and we've both got more stuff to kill, so... JD Horseface Boy, are you ever dead. This map is made for the defense. JShandalier Peekaboo! I see you! AManForAllSheepNZer My Puma (funny how often those show up in pre-designed scenarios, eh?) took a lucky hit from one of those everpresent AT mortars. Oh well. He's still got to do something about crossing the bridge. Machu Piccu Wow, what a nice, flat, treeless map you've selected. Funny that you're playing the Germans. Expect much complaining to come. Senility Sooooo...gonna do anything about that setup I sent you, or did you just want it for its memorabilia value? I think that's it. If I missed anyone, too freaking bad, I hate you anyway. ------------------ Soy super bien, soy super super bien, soy bien bien super bien bien bien super super. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PawBroon Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Posted by Mensch: Mr Frenchie PeaBloom is going down and fast... <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Are you a revisionist? Face it Pikachu, a Greyhound, some Jeeps MG and grunts in under 60 sec for a single SPW doesn't qualify as a lightning fast victory. ------------------ "PawBroon: Clinically Insane, also Clinically French, which is very bad as well." Croda [This message has been edited by PawBroon (edited 10-31-2000).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Croda Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 Ahh, PawBroon, glad to hear from you. I must admit, with as poorly as a few of my other games are going, it thrills and comforts me to receive your file. It is such a wonderful feeling to be in complete controll of the field as I am. I almost feel sorry for your men. Having 3 Stugs pounding away at infantry is going to hurt a lot. And is that halftrack that you buggered out of there going to come back and play, or is he gone for good? And ChupieWupie, Kamakazi it is, the divine wind. Not much left to do but see if I can dent your top-notch sardine cans with a 105mm shell or two. If I can, then I can win. If I can't, then there will be some pain administered to the stalwart GIs. Shandorfffff, I expect the AI to autosurrender for me here soon, but until then, I will take more of you down with me. ------------------ "Nuts!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiram Sedai Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 love the pikachu animated gif, Pawbroom. I copied and pasted it into an email to a friend. ------------------ Did someone compare this to the Peng thread? I've apologized for less. -Anonymous Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>But I can't be sitting anymore that what I already am.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Ah, you work in editorial, and cannot construct a coherent sentence. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mensch Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by PawBroon: Are you a revisionist? Face it Pikachu, a Greyhound, some Jeeps MG and grunts in under 60 sec for a single SPW doesn't qualify as a lightning fast victory. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> you sick short snail eating man... how you remember I have dispatched your flamethrower team too and cut up your squads very nicely that moved over slightly open ground... that allone paid off the loss of the M8 and one jeep so I'm out a jeep and three troopers.. I recall hearing alot "ow my leg" in german from your side... lick your wounds Le Puf I'm a comming. --------------- Der Kessel Home of „Die Sturmgruppe“; Scenario Design Group for Combat Mission. New UPDATES Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jdmorse Posted October 31, 2000 Share Posted October 31, 2000 <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Chupacabra: JD Horseface ...Boy, are you ever dead. This map is made for the defense.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Yes you are correct. That is why your demise, defeat and ruination will be all the more public and devoid of excuses ------------------ Official 3000th poster to the original Peng thread and present at it's demise Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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