Peng just challenged my newborn son andwill still lose

[Seanachai]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Mace:

Better yet, can we replace him with the 100 monkeys using the 100 typewriters?

Mace<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

No, won't do. The monkeys get union scale, and they have an anti-defamation league. If we want effusive gibberish cranked out in tremendous quantities, our best low-cost, 'abuse him to your hearts content' option is Panzer Leader. I'm working on how to cope with him. More anon.

[OGSF]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by YK2:

Hmmmmmm now where did I put that old 1/2p...

on second thoughts better make it 10p

Don't want to give us Scots a bad name.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Och noo lassie! Ha' ye completely lost ye meend??? A green farthin' an' nae morrre! Af'n at takes more than tha' tae be rid o' tha yammerin' bag o' piss an' wind, at shid bae tha rattlin' spitoon's sponsor - ye beloved Pawbroom. Tha's nae sense an' throwin perfectly good money awah when there's a besotted Frenchman tae pick oop tha tab.

*a fly ha' bin lazily barrel-rolling across tha room, suddenly divin' straight aintae OGSF's wee dram o' whiskey. He grabs at by tha wings and hoists at oot o' tha nectar*

Spit at oot! Spit at oot ,ye bastaarrrd!!!

SirMacOberGruppenBloodyStompinSicFeuhrerBastardABCD

[Speedbump]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Speedbump:

That's it people!! Let's give til it hurts! Keep your sight on the goal, a panties-less Pool!

Speedbump<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Overcome with bliss, I almost drove off the road today thinking about my previous post.

For I began imagining a Pool without panties!

Just think of it laying out beside the pool, without panties!

Drinking at the bar, without panties!

Dancing the night away, without panties!

Brings a tear to my eye. Now everyone, pony up, just remember a world without panties!

Speedbump

[ 06-15-2001: Message edited by: Speedbump ]

[Lorak]

Umm, very well and interesting.

Why is it that the old ones go away to some crapy area to hold thier talks? Makes me damn happy that I go to evermeet to hold mine, of couse my conversations are with myself. That is, when I have them. Sometimes I just grab a bite to eat and take a nap. Yep you remember that time you treked out accross those hills to the tower of Helm and had a picninc. Why of course I do. Lovely day it was, remember it like yesterday... maybe it was yesterday? Or was yesterday special because they served blue jello in the cafe? No... Jello was orange yesterday, I do remember that much.... I must think on this then.....

Tome updates:

Shandorf-win by Forfit

Babara-loss

Mensch-win

Berli-loss

Dalem-win

Speedbump-loss

OH, by the by.

While I was on my trip (the one without my laptop, grrr).

I did manage to read a pretty good book. "the bear and the dragon" by Tom Clancy.

Took me a while to realize it, but he based his chacters on the cesspool!!!

It took place all over the world(like the pool)

There was a general Peng with china, (Peng)

A Col. Garvey with the Americans (me, obviously)

and some american named Dick (the rest of you guys)

Pretty amazing isn't it?

Lorak the loathed

[Stuka]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Panzer Leader:

I have pulled my dirk

<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

You'll go blind if you keep doing that.

[Seanachai]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Stuka:

Originally posted by Panzer Leader:

I have pulled my dirk

You'll go blind if you keep doing that.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

I very much frown (suppressed laughter) on these sorts of 'thingy' references! I demand (gasping sounds and repressed giggling) that this cease at once. How can we keep souls like Bauhaus in check, if we allow ourselves a good, hearty, sodding laugh over things like this, and yet maintain public order (that being 'order', all, not 'ordure').

[Seanachai]

Here, the Lorak, I have news to report. Last night I concluded a game with the viciously satirical Simon Fox, who isn't a 'Pooler as such, but is rather a 'Pooler of the other sort, as such.

He doesn't post here regular, like, but he does come in from time to time and sneer in a thoroughly Peng Challenge Thread way, and besides which, he's another of that creeping plague, the Southern Cross Colonials, to wit: An Australian.

And, as I had sworn to crush all Australians (for reasons that the lesser folk need not know, nor would they understand), and as the aforesaid crushing of Australians is going Damn Badly, it is important that his victory be made apparent, his presence be made manifest, and his utter vileness be available for frank and open discussions, I move that you open up a category to be entitled (what an apt description) "Guests of the 'Pool", or some such, so that we can properly record the hollow victories/glorious losses of those Non-Poolers that don't completely reek. And not just the recording of the rather trollopy philandering out on the Main Board, or, worse, Ladders, that you see here occasionally by Members who are, as my Grandma said, 'no better than they should be', but acknowledgement of those folk who are actually willing to put on waders and descend in to the Cesspool to have their say.

Such a one is Simon Fox.

So, record, oh Lorak:

Simon Fox: Tactical Victory

Seanachai: Failure to Crush Another Aussie

[Berlichtingen]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Seanachai:

blah, blah, blah...

So, record, oh Lorak:

Simon Fox: Tactical Victory

Seanachai: Failure to Crush Another Aussie<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

What you do on your own time is your business Seanachai, but we'd rather you don't parade the fact that you are an Outer Board tramp in here.

[dalem]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Originally posted by Panzer Leader:

I have pulled my dirk

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Stukach then said:

You'll go blind if you keep doing that.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Or at least give himself a nasty cut on the hand.

[Seanachai]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Berlichtingen:

What you do on your own time is your business Seanachai, but we'd rather you don't parade the fact that you are an Outer Board tramp in here.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Now then, that's completely unfair! Simon Fox showed up here on the Thread, and let on as he'd heard that I wanted to 'Crush all Australians', and took me up on my Challenge. Since then, he's posted at least a half dozen times that I remember off the top of my head, and every post was snide, belittling, and not stupid. I don't just play around, you know. All my games come from the 'Pool, one way and another.

The last, completely non-Pool game I even attempted to play was:

Fred #176 (also it causes all, both small and great, both rich and poor, both free and slave, to be marked on the right hand or the forehead, so that no one may post or have merit unless he has the mark, that is, the name of Grog or the detail of its penetration charts. This calls for wisdom; let him who has understanding reckon the number of the beast, for it is a member number, its number is one hundred and seventy-six**), and I did so out of a gentlemanly, in-service-to-the-'Pool wish to reach out to a lost soul. But he ignored me. I made a very gentlemanly offer, and he never even posted a dismissal.

I saw where he actually agreed to play Moriarity (and why go all gentlemanly and play Moriarity, I might say, and ignore my offer?), but he never even did me the courtesy of a refusal. Oh, I think Moriarity groveled a bit, and pulled his forelock, and perhaps that's why he got a nod. Not that he's ever filled us in on that game, I might add (sniff).

**from the Hebrew translation

[ 06-16-2001: Message edited by: Seanachai ]

[Stalin's Organ]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>

Originally posted by Panzer Leader:

I have pulled my dirk

<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

and da-lemming informed us:

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>

Or at least give himself a nasty cut on the hand.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Maybe that's the only way he can get a nice warm sticky feeling that reminds him of home?

[Panzer Leader]

Hey folks I just did a massive and hair-pulling new CM2 FAQ and would be much obliged if y'all would check it out and maybe even occaiaionally give 'er a nudge.

[Berlichtingen]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Seanachai:

Now then, that's completely unfair! <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Welly, welly, well, how completely Outer Boardy of you. To think that here, in the Mutha Beatiful Thread, I should be unfair to you. I guess that I should say...

Oh, mon dieu! I have been unfair to seanachai (delibrate non-bolding). SOUND OFF LIKE YA GOT A PAIR you insignificant whelp! Quit acting like an SSN.

[imported_Wildman]

Having decided that I needed to define the essense of my inner Croda, I have taken a journey to the source of the Pool. No, not at the bottom of a bottle of Scotch, but in the frozen wasteland that lies north of the fruited plains.

Yes, I have arrived in Canada; specifically a one-reindeer town called Cold Lake, home of the RCAFs largest Air Force base. Now as I overcame snickers and loud guffaws as I glanced around the small airstrip where the "might" of Canada's mewling Air Force trains, my mind traveled back through the mists of time to the begining of the Pool.

Ah yes, {creaking noises heard as the Tomb of the Pool is opened for reveiw} Seanachai felt compelled to stand up and defend the Canadian who, by the heinously inefficient and utter French customs police, had not received a copy of the most Holy of Holies, the CM disk. As a frozen Minnesotan, or one who felt completed to has a Wrastler run their state, his addled brain lept to the defence of the US' little brother to the North.

After a week of enforced incarcaration here in Alberta, I have come to understand the essesce of the Pool in my self. Quite simply it is familiar hatred. I have come to loath and hate you all with the familiarity I have with my inner Croda, I detest you all and I would especially despise and denegrate that pathetic squire, the non-bolded one-day pantyliner, but he is not even worth the one calorie I would expend in considering his obvious lack of a manly *thingy*.

So to all who I owe turns to, they are on the way, now that I finally found an ISP in this God-forsaken town whose only fun in driving up the small main road, past the one stop light and screaming YEEHAW at all the foreigners here for this exercise.

So from the land of the lumberjack, SOD OFF!

[Guest Babra]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Wildman:

Yes, I have arrived in Canada; specifically a one-reindeer town called Cold Lake, home of the RCAFs largest Air Force base. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Dude, sucks to be you. However, be reverent of that rusty CF-18 up on blocks outside the Junior Ranks' mess. That's the glory that is 417 Sqn.

[mensch]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by OGSF:

Och noo lassie! Ha' ye completely lost ye meend??? A green farthin' an' nae morrre! Af'n at takes more than tha' tae be rid o' tha yammerin' bag o' piss an' wind, at shid bae tha rattlin' spitoon's sponsor - ye beloved Pawbroom. Tha's nae sense an' throwin perfectly good money awah when there's a besotted Frenchman tae pick oop tha tab.

*a fly ha' bin lazily barrel-rolling across tha room, suddenly divin' straight aintae OGSF's wee dram o' whiskey. He grabs at by tha wings and hoists at oot o' tha nectar*

Spit at oot! Spit at oot ,ye bastaarrrd!!!

SirMacOberGruppenBloodyStompinSicFeuhrerBastardABCD<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

ROTFL.. this is the first time I understood what the old git wrote!!! my goodness, I must be loosing braincells faster then Poopsyleader is getting Ugly.

I'll be giving a full half dollar for this cause. but to be spent exactly this way.

use my half dollar to pay a unemployed Igloo builder to saw off Peepsyleaders legs then glue them to his head, realizing the glue won't hold we bolt the suckers down with nine inch nails.

so after payment tell the unemployed Igloo builder that Poofyleader mishandled the poor guys pet penguin "Pingo". This will cause great nashing of teeth and much anger, we offer to sell the unemployed Igloo buider a rusty dull knife for half a dollar to cut of varrious manly parts from PantyLeader (which he will be after the Igloo worker gets finished with him)..

the end.

[Speedbump]

A Public Service announcement:

From MrSpkr, the voweless one:

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR> I am stuck in Internet

Purgatory here in rural Oklahoma. My wife assured me

that her father was connected to the internet - I'm

sorry, but I don't consider a 28.8K dialup

a "connection" any more than I consider two cans and a

string to be a "telephone."

Anyway, it will be impossible for me to send or receive

files here due to the enormously slow connection.

Additionally, it seems someone from this local ISP has

been banned by BTS because when I try to post from this

IP server, I get the "your IP address is banned from

posting" message. Either tha, or my ultraliberal father-

in-law carries on a secret second life as EuroWarrior or

EternalJusitce. But I digress.

I am in

Berli's idea of an Internet connection and I will not be

able to return ANY turns until Monday night, when I get

back to the civilized world of broadband internet

connections. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

For those of us with a "normal" dial-up connection: Sucks to be you!

Speedbump

[Phillies Phan]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Speedbump:

A Public Service announcement:

For those of us with a "normal" dial-up connection: Sucks to be you!

Speedbump<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Please refrain from using that statement insofar as I have a patent out on that and the "hi mom" statements.

I originally used the "Sucks to be you" on Croda when his sig was huge and cumbersome.

********************************************

Nuther Topic altogether: I'd rather have a thousand tanks burning and all my troops routed on my screen than have what happened to my family member. Thanks for the support for those of you who sent the kind words and thoughts. It would appear that the ones who have the strongest potential for insults have the deepest compassion too.

Your turns will be coming shortly and the moves will be plotted poorly. No change there.

[Lawyer]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by mensch:

we offer to sell the unemployed Igloo buider a rusty dull knife for half a dollar to cut of varrious manly parts from PantyLeader <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Ya can't cut off what ya can't find because they don't exist.

Wildman

Have you seen "Rocky the Flying Squirrel" up there? I believe he is Canada's only certified "ace".

We are indeed fortunate the Canucks are defending the US from the renowned Eskimo threat. I hear they are planning to build new casino's all the way down the coast till they conquer California. Meanwhile, the border jumpers are taking a crash course in learning how to build casinos to maintain their current hold on the Golden State. It should be quite a battle.

[MrPeng]

We have 46 american cents to add to the "Remove Your unbolded Panties in the 'Pool" fund.

We would add more but, well, (We have no guilt We have no guilt We have no guilt We have no guilt) We quit reading Panties posts quite some time ago. WE KNOW WE KNOW WE PROMISED that we would read every post of every 'pool no matter how gawd awful it got. But, we are talking about Panties here are we not? So We just mostly skip his posts - mostly. Unfortunately there are some Gentleworms who seem compelled to reply to Panties. Then in order for Us to understand what the hell the post is about we actually have to go back and read the "significant" bits of Panties post for it all to gel. This simply cannot stand.

We have thought about a Blood Hamster on him but that would simply lead to his pitiful verbiage ending up in our personal mail box! GAH! If there is anyway to make the worhtless little wank GO AWAY without resorting to Gestapo tactics, or spending a lot of money, count us in. Otherwise, if the majority of you continue to make mention of him, respond to him and generally acknowledge him as a member of the 'pool then we will end up reading only our own posts, which, while typically wry and engaging, we have already read while composing, so the novelty has worn off.

Drop your Panties, Sir William, I cannot wait till lunch time!

Peng

edited for clarity, brevity and polarity.

edited again for continuity, congruity, conformity.

[ 06-16-2001: Message edited by: MrPeng ]

[ 06-16-2001: Message edited by: MrPeng ]

[Lawyer]

Since when did Peng rate the royal "we" displayed in the above post? Madness is a royal trait, but so are manners and wealth, and he has displayed neither of those.

[**YK2**]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Mace:

Ooooh,that must have hurt!

<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

(Mace apologising after a Rather Red Faced Woolie Back lets out a scream.)

:eek:

[ 06-16-2001: Message edited by: YK2 ]

[Phillies Phan]

I found a complaint generator and put in Pamper Leaker's name. Enjoy!!

To respond to all of Mr. Pamper Leaker's half-measures would take up too much room and time. I would like to address the most whiney ones, though. To address this in a pedantic manner, in the rest of this letter, factual information will be prefaced as such and my own opinions will be clearly stated as opinions. For instance, it is a fact that I don't care what others say about Mr. Leaker. He's still heinous, lackadaisical, and he intends to demonstrate an outright hostility to law enforcement. The real question here is not, "Whatever happened to community standards?". The real question is rather, "What does he hope to achieve by repeatedly applying his lips to the posteriors of clueless party animals?" I've never really gotten a clear and honest answer to that question from Mr. Leaker. But what is clear is that he maliciously defames and damagingly misrepresents everyone and everything around him. There's a word for that: libel. For better or for worse, when I first became aware of his covert invasion into our thought processes, all I could think was how the first response to this from his emissaries is perhaps that the ideas of "freedom" and "authoritarianism" are Siamese twins. Wrong. Just glance at the facts: We mustn't let him push all of us to the brink of insanity. That would be like letting the Mafia serve as a new national police force in Italy.

But I digress. Someone once said to me, "This conviction of mine is as firm as a rock." This phrase struck me so forcefully that I have often used it since. Listen up: Mr. Leaker parrots whatever ideas are fashionable at the moment. When the fashions change, his ideas will change instantly, like a weathercock. If you don't think that I am flat-out tired of his psychological bullying, then think again. Mr. Leaker wants to contaminate or cut off our cities' water supply. You know what groups have historically wanted to do the same thing? Fascists and Nazis.

More fundamentally, we should reveal the constant tension between centripetal and centrifugal forces of dialogized heteroglossia resulting from his objectives. (Goodness knows, our elected officials aren't going to.) I may not believe that the kids on the playground are happy to surrender to the school bully, but I doubtlessly do contend that his stooges have been arrested in numerous murders, violent assaults, and bank robberies across the nation. Think about it, and I'm sure you'll agree with me. The truth hurts, doesn't it, Mr. Leaker?

Stick your nose into anything he has written recently, and you'll get a good whiff of vainglorious McCarthyism. All this aside, the first lies that he told us were relatively benign. Still, they have been progressing. And they will continue to progress until there is no more truth; Mr. Leaker's lies will grow until they blot out the sun. No matter how much talk and analysis occurs, some people think I'm exaggerating when I say that by using bombastic language and selective quotation, Mr. Leaker is able to make people suspicious of those who speak the truth. But I'm not exaggerating; if anything, I'm understating the situation. Any meaningful analysis of the situation must allow for the fact that if it weren't for baleful perjurers, he would have no friends.

Like a verbal magician, Mr. Leaker knows how to lie without appearing to be lying, how to bury secrets in mountains of garbage-speak. Quite simply, this is a lesson for those with eyes to see. It is a lesson not so much about his egocentric behavior, but about the way that we can't let unsophisticated, vapid shysters ram his equivocations down our throats. End of story. Actually, I should add that he has spent untold hours trying to feed us ever-larger doses of his lies and crackpot assumptions. During that time, did it ever once occur to him that this is a problem long overdue for debate? Well, I'm sure Mr. Leaker would rather get on my nerves than answer that particular question. I feel no shame in writing that if Mr. Leaker can't be reasoned out of his prejudices, he must be laughed out of them. If Mr. Leaker can't be argued out of his selfishness, he must be shamed out of it. Maybe he has a reason for acting the way he does, but I doubt it.

Those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it. Of course, if Mr. Leaker had learned anything from history, he'd know that I know that what he seems to be forgetting is that disrespectful loudmouths must be treated with political justice, not with civil justice, as they are surely not real citizens. You know that. But does he know we know that? The most appealing theory has to do with the way that he seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, the most tyrannical rotters you'll ever see. It is deeply unfortunate that the final product of Mr. Leaker's sentiments will be a dysfunctional society, wherein every natural self-defense mechanism has been short-circuited in some sick effort to gain short-term financial benefits, since Mr. Leaker recently stated that we should all bear the brunt of his actions. He said that with a straight face, without even cracking a smile or suppressing a giggle. He said it as if he meant it. That's scary, because if we're to effectively carry out our responsibilities and make a future for ourselves, we will first have to offer true constructive criticism -- listening to the whole issue, recognizing the problems, recognizing what is being done right, and getting involved to help remedy the problem. Without checks and balances, the worst classes of reprehensible traitors there are are free to generate an epidemic of corruption and social unrest. To cap that off, the really interesting thing about all this is not that he tries to make his commentaries more palatable by wrapping them in rhetoric about the need to protect the interests of the disadvantaged and the downtrodden. The interesting thing is that it's easy for armchair philosophers to theorize about him and about hypothetical solutions to our Mr. Leaker problem. It's an entirely more difficult matter, however, when one considers that you should not ask, "Why can't he value a diversity of approaches without needing to rank them as better and worse?", but rather, "Why do we put up with him?". The latter question is the better one to ask, because ever since he decided to sue people at random, his consistent, unvarying line has been that genocide, slavery, racism, and the systematic oppression, degradation, and exploitation of most of the world's people are all totally justified. I don't like to repeat myself, but in order to convince us that he has a "special" perspective on expansionism which carries with it a "special" right to make nearby communities victims of environmental degradation and toxic waste dumping, Mr. Leaker often turns to the old propagandist trick of comparing results brought about by entirely dissimilar causes. While some of his arguments are very attractive on the surface and are indisputably entertaining, they ultimately serve to produce nothing but filth.

Because "theoanthropomorphism" is a word that can be interpreted in many ways, we must make it clear that he can get away with lies (e.g., that arriving at a true state of comprehension is too difficult and/or time-consuming), because the average person cannot imagine anyone lying so brazenly. Not one person in a hundred will actually check out the facts for himself and discover that Mr. Leaker is lying. You may be wondering why what I call patronizing exhibitionists latch onto his self-fulfilling prophecies. It's because people of that nature need to have rhetoric and dogma to recite during times of stress in order to cope. That's also why I recently overheard a couple of oppressive, yellow-bellied scalawags say that Mr. Leaker is the best thing to come along since the invention of sliced bread. Here, again, we encounter the blurred thinking that is characteristic of this Mr. Leaker-induced era of slogans and propaganda.

He doesn't want us to stick to the facts and offer only those arguments that can be supported by those facts. He would rather we settle for the meatless bone of emotionalism. Mr. Leaker's conclusions are destructive. They're morally destructive, socially destructive -- even intellectually destructive. And, as if that weren't enough, Mr. Leaker wants nothing less than to lead people towards iniquity and sin, hence his repeated, almost hypnotic, insistence on the importance of his presumptuous subliminal psywar campaigns. His ebullitions have kept us separated for too long from the love, contributions, and challenges of our brothers and sisters in this wonderful adventure we share together -- life! If it is not yet clear that Mr. Leaker has more understanding of beer and milk regulations than of farsighted plans for the future, then consider that if I seem a bit irresponsible, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with him on his own level. There is no such thing as evil in the abstract. It exists only in the evil deeds of evil people like Mr. Leaker.

You should never forget the three most important facets of his recommendations, namely their unconscionable origins, their internal contradictions, and their tendentious nature. What is happening between Mr. Leaker's cohorts and us is not a debate. It is not a friendly disagreement between enlightened people. It is a birdbrained attack on our most cherished institutions.

If I have characterized Mr. Leaker's operatives up to now as disloyal and churlish, it is only because we are becoming a nation of disaffected, randy degenerates. And here, I feel, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in Mr. Leaker's belief systems. Without a doubt, however, if you ever ask Mr. Leaker to do something, you can bet that your request will get lost in the shuffle, unaddressed, ignored, and rebuffed. How did he get so treacherous? I have my theories, but they're only speculation. At any rate, it is not uncommon for him to victimize the innocent, penalize the victim for making any effort to defend himself, and then paint the whole bloody-minded affair as some great benefit to humanity. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

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[MrPeng]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Lawyer:

Since when did Peng rate the royal "we" displayed in the above post? Madness is a royal trait, but so are manners and wealth, and he has displayed neither of those.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

Being a Pod we have more than a single whatever that humans have. WE shift from that to us to me to mine to I at will and without thought or consideration for your puny earthly royalty. And it is true we are not rich in money, what with so many mouths to feed, nor have I what a lowly Doctor of Jurisprudence would call manners, yet Some of us have found an angry little place where we carress our hate for everyhing and this calms me down and prevents bloodshed. So shut your festering filthy single pie hole and send a set up ya scum. That, or shut up. Or you could just plain shut up. On the other hand shutting up is a perfectly viable option in your particular case, and as your medical advisor I strongly urge you to shut up a lot now.

with a big closed mouth kiss,

I remain,

your humble Pod(s),

Peng

edited for kisses

[ 06-16-2001: Message edited by: MrPeng ]

[Mace]

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by YK2:

(Mace apologising after a Rather Red Faced Woolie Back lets out a scream.)<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

That wasn't the sheep, that was me. Those Bindi-eyes* that get into the wool hurt if they jab into you:

Now for a quick AAR:

I'm loosing most of my ones against cesspoolers, but winning most of the ones against non-cesspoolers (not bolded as they are not worthy).

Hence, this leads me to believe that most cess poolers are cheating mongrels that somehow have all done an advanced C++ programming course, studied the CMBO algorithms carefuly, cracked the save-file code, then written a killer app to edit that file to their advantage.

a word of warning: What goes around comes around. If this happens a lot then you get very dizzy, and fall off. You may even hit your head and get a concussion, or worse yet, break your neck....pay attention, I'm talking to you...Cheating never pays so decease and desist!

I will only forgive you if you all send me a surrender. In fact, if I'm not playing you send me a setup, then surrender the following turn.

Trust me, it is the only way to be saved!!!

Now for an important notice:

*****THE MACE CM2 BETA CHALLENGE*****

While I realise that as a collective, you lot only rate an IQ of 10 (and that my very presence bumps the average upto the 100 mark, or even the 100 Peter). I thought I make someone's day by delivering this pre-CM2-beta-challenge, even though it means that my peers my no longer talk to me because of my association with the dregs of both humanity and podamity!

So, once the CM2 beta is released, who's up for a game?

Sign up now and avoid disapointment (but then again, your lives would be one daily disapointment? I mean, you'd wake up in the morning, consider what you've done with your lives and what the day holds ahead, and you'd think..."BUGGER!")

**************************************

Mace

* Bindi-eye: grass seed with very long sharp barbs, tread on these suckers and they hurt!