Lawyer Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Great art takes time, dear PNZ. Some of us actually have a house, a kid, a life, etc. All these require care and feeding. Plus, I ran out of beer before my genius took hold. I know you demand a setup where you can have an entire force of heavy mortars and use their crews as your assault troops. And I'm sure you will appreciate that dealing with the Nitwits in the Pool takes way too much time. As the sign in church says, "Perhaps Today..." Mace: QED on all points. I'd be there in a minute if I knew where it was. Throw a shrimp on the barbie for me, will ya? ------------------ Only the Lawyer knows what Evil lurks in the minds of men.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 OK, Joe, enough refresher, on with your grogginess. Refresher, Mortuary! Refresher you say! Damn you sir for your impudence. I'll REMIND you sir, that this is the 'pool and serious posts from other threads (even if authored by Peng) have no place in this forum. I'll further remind you that we who have shaped this thread to it's current magnificence have a right, nay an obligation, to see to it's enhancement, and frankly (may I call you Frank) Peng has been noticeable absent of late. As to Peng's reply, he either wants your beer or he's referring to that old song "Muskrat Love" in which case you're welcome to it. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hakko Ichiu Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Originally posted by PeterNZer: What we really need is a bit of grog porn to get our grog juices flowing. From: Leather Tiger Press, Amsterdam, de Nederlands To: PeterNZer Re: Grogporn Request #CP034528971 Dear Mr. NZer, Thank you for your recent request concerning the next installment of Grog Porn®. Please rest assured that our production department is hard at work on new and improved editions of Grog Porn® for our loyal customers. Unfortunately, they are currently on an extended departmental off-site at the Space Café across the road. Once they come down (shouldn't be more than a few weeks now), you can expect the flow of Grog Porn® to resume -- assuming we can pry our Head Writer out of the arms of Lili the Barmaid With the Gravity Defying Stroopwaffeln. Thank you once again for your interest in Leather Tiger Press. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
von shrad Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Hakko, my last girlfriend was in to Grog Porn I believe. She always had a tape measure in hand when she complained about the insufficient caliber size. I told her the bore was too big but in the end she went with a newer model and a larger gun. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BFCElvis Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 He became a man on the day of the greatest game ever played. Everything he learned about common decency and morality he learned that Sunday from Alan "The Horse" Amechi. A crowd had assembled…..a crowd of Americas elite. Toyota salesman from all over the country, Orientals and even those suspected of being Orientals, stacked on the 50 yard line watching as he sweats and wipes caked blood from his face. The Gallo brothers, Ernest and Julio…..party guys who'd skinned a few Mexicans and forced them to carry them on their shoulders to the pregame tailgate parties at the Raymond James Stadium. The Coca-Cola bottlers of America…Coke adds life..it's the real thing. The waterheads from General Motors up top, in the cheap seats, where they can get the worst of the pollution. All sorts of twisted mother****ers were here. ------------------ What do we do with a terrible liar? Well, Great liars we send into the clergy. Good liars we groom for politics. Moderate liars we supply with sherrif's badges and guns, and the bad liars, well, we make them heroin whores. So what the hell do we do with the Terrible Liars? Well, it seems we turn them into physicists called "chrisl." Peng Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrPeng Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Originally posted by Elvis: I just ripped off Hunter S. Thompson and the makers of "Where the Buffalo Roam" because i am a plagerizing sodomite who hasn't had an original thought in his pea -sized brain since he was 3 and a half. Well said Elvis, you slack ass piece of pig offal. I have made the FnA Bubba Salsa and it reeks of fresh garlic and cilantro and this time i roasted the jalapeno's first, just fer kicks. it will curl the hair on the palms of your hands. It is a shame two teams that no one with any sense of decency or rightness cares about are playing this time. It seem like the only point to the whole excercise is the alcohol and food. But then again that is all that matters to me anyway. As for the Lizard King and his shenanigans, the only way i could have possible walked away with a victory was by cheating or the game is lopsided or pure dumb luck. ah well Peng ------------------ "I hope a bucket of nails falls on your head..." Hamsters/Meeks(!) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mensch Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 menschie is older today.. why.. well no.. not because of watching enough films of me loosing against my opponents or my wife.. its my birthday. feh! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BFCElvis Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Happy Birthday mensch ya hammerhead. Peng, you are of course wrong again. I have NEVER had an original thought and if I have it was certainly longer ago than when I was 3 1/2. I have recently received a surrender file from Germangirl. While I will accept, the win and pad my record some more, I feel that it was a silly game. Some noise that Berli made that was nearly unplayable. And my last point (this is inportant). To any participating in Operation "L", is it still going on? I post this here instead of privately because I think the time might be right to make it public. I know Joanna would like to be part of it but he only has a couple more days before he slithers back to the desert and it might be cool to let him join the fun before he goes. ------------------ What do we do with a terrible liar? Well, Great liars we send into the clergy. Good liars we groom for politics. Moderate liars we supply with sherrif's badges and guns, and the bad liars, well, we make them heroin whores. So what the hell do we do with the Terrible Liars? Well, it seems we turn them into physicists called "chrisl." Peng Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Lorak! On this day, in a most lopsided abortion created by Germanboy, I LOST TO PENGtm. Scribe thusly: Peng (what a festering boil he is): won Berli (robbed by the evil Hun): lost Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David Aitken Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 OPLIZ was sprung a while ago, Mr Presley. And now some words of wisdom from our good friend Mr G. Bunny, from alt.games.combat-mission: Gunny Bunny wrote: > I can see there are allot of BTS party-soldiers which have infiltrated the ng. I shall have to set more anti-personnel mines around the perimeter. > [...] > Right now I wouldn't recommend buying CM2,unless they are willing to improve the program. Seems like they are just in it for the money ! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Germanboy Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Lorak! On this day, in a most lopsided abortion created by Germanboy, I LOST TO PENGtm. Scribe thusly: Can we just mention on the side that it was a play-test with a hunking health warning? Now can I have an AAR please to know how to make it work from either of you? ------------------ Andreas Der Kessel Home of „Die Sturmgruppe“; Scenario Design Group for Combat Mission. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PawBroon Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Originally posted by mensch: Menschie is older today.. why.. well no.. not because of watching enough films of me loosing against my opponents or my wife.. its my birthday. feh! Well Greg, first I'd like to be the first to point that we don't care. Do you really think that we are friends enough to take some time to read that puny little post and acknowledge it?! Sheesh. Now if I was truly interrested in you, I would have noticed by then that you are mostly into Rockets and Boobs, and I would have then search the Net for the Perfect Combo of R'n'B... A bit like Dolly Rocket for example. Some HE for RakettenMensch... Happy Boizday M'****er. ------------------ You are not Obsessive-CMpulsive, you are Allied-Retentive. Mark IV Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest YK2 Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Originally posted by PawBroon: Well Greg, first I'd like to be the first to point that we don't care. Do you really think that we are friends enough to take some time to read that puny little post and acknowledge it?! Sheesh. Now if I was truly interrested in you, I would have noticed by then that you are mostly into Rockets and Boobs, and I would have then search the Net for the Perfect Combo of R'n'B... A bit like Dolly Rocket for example. Some HE for RakettenMensch... Happy Boizday M'****er (edited for Seans Shell like ears) I couldn't possibly top that so here is Double trouble for you. Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday, Mr President(oops)got carried away. Happy Birthday tooooooooo youuuuuuu [This message has been edited by YK2 (edited 01-28-2001).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 28, 2001 Share Posted January 28, 2001 Originally posted by Lawyer: QED on all points. I'd be there in a minute if I knew where it was. Throw a shrimp on the barbie for me, will ya? Well we Aussies need little excuse to crank up the barbie and throw a shrimp on it, so consider it done! One question though mate: how tall are you? Mace Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Geier Posted January 29, 2001 Share Posted January 29, 2001 I'll just post it once and I'll just post it here. Read it like you cared. Due to my own overwhelming presence and also due to the nature of my overwhelming presence, my computer has now become so corrupt that it personally called up Prof Dr Hamster X and asked for a raise. This amused me at first but has now become inconvenient. As with all things that I find inconvenient I ripped its lungs out, chewed its face off and made it eat some very suspicious looking sausages. Tomorrow I will write the unholy words, the only DOS command you will ever need: format c: In other words, turns will be later than usual. But from then on you will die in more effective ways as we have recently downsized, implemented and strengthened our brand in the global market. At least I think that's what he said. Before it became unintelligible. Anyway, someone give us a sing-song. Yeah, I feel the same way about you. ------------------ Johan "The succesful execution of a well devised plan often looks like luck to saps." Dashiell Hammett Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Goanna Posted January 29, 2001 Share Posted January 29, 2001 For those of you about to become sentient (read Elvis) Operation Lizard was a relatively minor success, although blown from the start due to too much personal education by yourself of Hiram. Get that fella out of detox and get him to send turns smartly, ya git. Berli won as the devil should, without ****ing around and getting stuck right into me on turn 1. Moriarty was nearly promoted to Western Regional Manager of Evil by his boss with a snappy little mod to LD. Shaw pooched his setup, and allowed me to put commandos on his side of the bridge, which caused considerable amounts of headache. But he is getting his lumps in now, as expected. Speedy and Elvis picked the same "Battle of the Bulge" game, so I figured something was up right away. Speedy is at least showing some sack and has done far better than Elvis, who will remain sackless until we send him a kangaroo scrotum from this end. Marlow quit returning turns days ago. So what do i get if I beat one of you mooks? [This message has been edited by Goanna (edited 01-28-2001).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted January 29, 2001 Share Posted January 29, 2001 I'm really, really sorry Goanna, I ... I didn't want to do it, but they made me. They bent my arm back and gave me a wedgie and everything. And they said they'd take my lunch money if I didn't make up a really nasty scenario ... at first I said no, but then they got Berli to drool on my head (you know how he does that) and I didn't have a choice. I TRIED to give you a chance with the setup but you didn't take it and now {sob} now you're going to lose and it's all my fault {sniff} ... mind you, you're losing beautifully, couldn't do it better myself. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Germanboy Posted January 29, 2001 Share Posted January 29, 2001 Originally posted by Geier: Anyway, someone give us a sing-song. Yeah, I feel the same way about you. Glad to be able to oblige: From The Tannahill Weavers: http://ourworld-top.cs.com/tannahillweavers/index.htm Once upon a time there was the 1745 rebellion or uprising, depending on your politics, whereupon the Highland Scots, led by a Frenchman (Bonnie Prince Charlie) fought against the English led by a German (George of the House of Hannover). This song tells of one of the Scot's early successes at the battle of Prestonpans, near Edinburgh. The English general, Johnnie Cope, seems to have been so afraid of the sound of the Scottish bagpipes that he disappeared faster than a five pound note in an off license and also, unfortunately, got back to England considerable faster than his troops. Being asked why he ran so fast he replied that unfortunately he couldn't fly. LYRICS: Jock sent a letter tae Dunbar Sayin' Cherlie meet me gin ye daur It's I'll learn ye the erts o' war If ye meet me here in the morning Cherlie read the letter upon He drew his sword its scabbard from Sayin' follow me my merry men And we'll meet Johnny Cope in the morning Chorus:   Hey Johnnie Cope are ye walking yet?   And are your drums a-beating yet?   If you were walking I would wait   Tae gang tae the coals in the morning Come noo Johnnie be as good as your word And let us try baith fire and sword Dinnae flee like a frightened bird Thats gone frae its nest in the morning When Johnnie Cope he heard o' this He said tae himself it widnae be amiss Gin I saddle my horse in readiness Tae gang a flee in the morning Chorus Bye noo Johnnie get up and rin The heiland bagpipes mak a din Its better tae sleep wi' a hale skin It'll be a bloody morning When Johnnie Cope tae Dunbar came They speired at him, "where's a' your men?" The deil confound me I dinnae ken I left them a' in the morning Chorus Come noo Johnnie ye werenae plait Tae come wi' the news o' your ane defeat And leave your men in sic a state Sae early in the morning Wait quo' Johnnie I got sic' flegs Wi' their claymores and philabegs Gin I meet them again Deil brak' my legs I bid you all good morning Chorus ------------------ Andreas Der Kessel Home of „Die Sturmgruppe“; Scenario Design Group for Combat Mission. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 29, 2001 Author Share Posted January 29, 2001 Originally posted by mensch: menschie is older today.. why.. well no.. not because of watching enough films of me loosing against my opponents or my wife.. its my birthday. feh! Although given your state of dementia it is always difficult to tell when something you say may be true, I choose to believe that this is in fact your birthday, and wish you a good one. As usual, my commiseration to your wife, that poor exhausted woman who weeps herself to sleep each night, praying to the gods for you to return to something like sanity. (Bang!) The last one was for Pawbroon, and this one's for MadMensch! (Bang!) ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 29, 2001 Author Share Posted January 29, 2001 Originally posted by Germanboy: Glad to be able to oblige: Jock sent a letter tae Dunbar Sayin' Cherlie meet me gin ye daur It's I'll learn ye the erts o' war If ye meet me here in the morning Cherlie read the letter upon He drew his sword its scabbard from Sayin' follow me my merry men And we'll meet Johnny Cope in the morning Chorus:   Hey Johnnie Cope are ye walking yet?   And are your drums a-beating yet?   If you were walking I would wait   Tae gang tae the coals in the morning Come noo Johnnie be as good as your word And let us try baith fire and sword Dinnae flee like a frightened bird Thats gone frae its nest in the morning When Johnnie Cope he heard o' this He said tae himself it widnae be amiss Gin I saddle my horse in readiness Tae gang a flee in the morning Chorus Bye noo Johnnie get up and rin The heiland bagpipes mak a din Its better tae sleep wi' a hale skin It'll be a bloody morning When Johnnie Cope tae Dunbar came They speired at him, "where's a' your men?" The deil confound me I dinnae ken I left them a' in the morning Chorus Come noo Johnnie ye werenae plait Tae come wi' the news o' your ane defeat And leave your men in sic a state Sae early in the morning Wait quo' Johnnie I got sic' flegs Wi' their claymores and philabegs Gin I meet them again Deil brak' my legs I bid you all good morning Chorus Odd, I was singing that to myself last night when a guy in a Jeep backed out in front of me on Nicollet Ave and we cleared each other by less than 6 inches, me sliding by horn blaring in the slush. I'd never heard the Tannahill Wearers do it, though, the version I heard was by Ceolbeg. ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Germanboy Posted January 29, 2001 Share Posted January 29, 2001 Originally posted by Seanachai: I'd never heard the Tannahill Wearers do it, though, the version I heard was by Ceolbeg. Just not enough trad Scots music to go round with all those bands popping up... ------------------ Andreas Der Kessel Home of „Die Sturmgruppe“; Scenario Design Group for Combat Mission. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moriarty Posted January 29, 2001 Share Posted January 29, 2001 Originally posted by Joe Shaw: I'm really, really sorry Goanna, I ... I didn't want to do it, but they made me. They bent my arm back and gave me a wedgie and everything. And they said they'd take my lunch money if I didn't make up a really nasty scenario ... at first I said no, but then they got Berli to drool on my head (you know how he does that) and I didn't have a choice. I TRIED to give you a chance with the setup but you didn't take it and now {sob} now you're going to lose and it's all my fault {sniff} ... mind you, you're losing beautifully, couldn't do it better myself. Joe Uh, Joe, that nearly ranks right up there with one of the greatest excuse bits in film history: "No I didn't. Honest. I ran outta gas. I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from outta town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake, a terrible flood, locust's. It wasn't my fault!! I swear to God!! " ------------------ "Moriarty, you suck." -- Dunno, but somebody must've said it somewhere along the line Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest YK2 Posted January 29, 2001 Share Posted January 29, 2001 Originally posted by Seanachai: Bang! The last one was for Pawbroon, and this one's for MadMensch! Bang! May I join you? \_/> \_/> * clinck clinck * (((((((( Cheers))))))) oh yeah, I almost forgot Bang! Sheesh...... what the hell was in that glass Sean? the room is spinning. [This message has been edited by YK2 (edited 01-28-2001).] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 29, 2001 Author Share Posted January 29, 2001 Roight, then! Language, lads, language. Remember that when the Mad One shifted us off our last caravan site, he made mention of the fact that we need to hew a little closer to the standards of the Board regarding language. Think of my gentle, shell like ears, after all. Also, would one of you lads nip out and find out why this rexford chap on the main Board keeps refering to himself as 'we'. See if he's a collective, or if thinks he's the Queen Mum. I find his long, apropos of nothing techno-babble posts somewhat disturbing, especially when puntuated by 'we have found', 'we have read', 'we want to know.' ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 29, 2001 Author Share Posted January 29, 2001 Originally posted by von shrad: Yes I called you Mr.Happy. Now be a good lad and open your mouth. *inserts 4 hefty tabs of LSD 25* See you when you get back from your trip. Stay away from the moonpies, they are evil and only wish to control you! Ta Ta for now. Stingy bugger. So you dole out to Mr. Happy, without a thought to the rest of us. Sycophant. HI! Mr. Happy! ------------------ Tremble, tyrants and you perfidious opprobrium of all the parties, Tremblez! your parricidal projects finally will receive their prices! But these sanguinary despots, But these accomplices of Berli, All these tigers which, without pity, Bauhaus the centre of their mother! We will enter the career When our elder is not there any more, We will find there their dust And the trace of their virtues Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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