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Rambo Vs Buntas Song; "One night in Bangkok" from the musical chess

RAMBO:

Omaha beach, RAI setting

And the clone don't know that the clown is getting

The creme de la creme of the online world in a

Show with everything but Yul Brynner!

Time flies - doesn't seem a minute

too bad the Yoda school had the slow play in it

All Buntas - don't you know that when you

Play at this level there's no ordinary venue

It's all in... or the carrier crack... or rome invasion... or... or this latest strat!

THE BUNTA SC PLAYERS:

well One night in Portland and you'll think the world's your oyster

The bars are surely cheap but the sailors ain't free

You'll find a guy in every shabby corner

And if you're lucky then the dudes just want tea

I can see the Sarge is sliding up to thee

RAMBO:

One clown very like another

When your head's down over your pieces, brother

THE BUNTA SC PLAYERS:

jawohl It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity

To be looking at the board, getting kicks from Portland city

RAMBO:

Wait a minute? Ya ever seen a crowded Portland bar? you stinking...

THE BUNTA SC PLAYERS:

Hombre, Dragon, Somebra, condor

no one's dressed up in the Portland lederhausen suite

RAMBO:

Drop dead! You're talking to a Legend

Whose every move's among the purest

I get my kicks above the waistline, Commie!

THE BUNTA SC PLAYERS:

No, one day with Terif makes a good player humble

tech rolls alone won't bring longterm ecstasy

One day with Terif and the tough guys fumble

oh and can't be too careful with your company

I can see the Sarge is walking next to thee

RAMBO:

You Buntas gonna be the witness

To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness

playing Terif grips me more than would a sports game or beta test reclining Hubert

And thank God I'm only watching the game, controlling it

I don't see you clowns rating

The kind of game I'm contemplating

I'd let you watch, I should invite you

But the play I use would just head crack you

So you better go back to your charts, your calculators, your drawing boards

THE BUNTA SC PLAYERS:

well One night in Portland and you'll think the world's your oyster

The bars are surely cheap but the sailors ain't free

You'll find a guy in every shabby corner

And if you're lucky then the dudes just want tea

I can see the Sarge is sliding up to thee

No, one day with Terif makes a good player humble

tech rolls alone won't bring longterm ecstasy

One day with Terif and the tough guys fumble

oh and can't be too careful with your company

I can see the Sarge is walking next to thee

[ September 15, 2005, 12:16 AM: Message edited by: Kuniworth ]

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;) Yawn, Rambo nice song. But it is time for you to learn German... tongue.gif

I think good US players are very near to complete extinction. did you know that in the panzerliga even girls are playing SC?

Over the sea in good old euorpe yes there are still some good players left....

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The Oompa's sing their Bunta song from the movie classic, "Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory".

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Bunta, Bunta bunta-pa-dee-ta

I have another puzzle for ya

Bunta, Bunta bunta-pa-dee-ta

If you are wise, you'll listen to me

Who do you blame when your tech is a crap?

Commies and Euros like the sniffer hack

Blaming the dice is a lie and a shame

You know exactly who's to blame

The Legend's superior play!

Bunta, Bunta bunta-pa-dee-ta

If you're with Yodl, then you will go far

You will live in PanzerLiga too & not the bar

Like the Bunta, Bunta bunta-pa-dee-ta

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Righteous riffs,

I get it/I dig it - jjr & moon-enthused.

It's one good reason why ol' Immer

Bit the dust, or was it?

A plastic befit mouth-piece? ah tra-la,

Play them side-pipes in full kilt chord,

It's that reckless tectonic drift, yea,

Either one

Tastes - reeks! of... hinge-of-Hell rust.

It's why he's delighted, I say you,

To be lonesome harpoon dude, ne'er bored,

In that there... dun desert loon-bin.

It's why he's MAD about nothing old,

Nothing is now, nothing's never new.

Them Euro young guns!

Are... coming? :eek:

Big blaspheme. :rolleyes:

That ain't news.

They've ALWAYS been coming.

They've always been careening along

Der sehr harshen Strasses

And the pretty petit Rue l'avenues.

And, ho hum, they... always will.

Pretend the majesty - mimic Mr Sisyphus

That is, and ever always be... half-way

Down the hill.

(... WHO's! so callow only now? Well,

Take yer bow, Crooners, cuz sooner than later

YOU will suffer the face-less Fate

Of... LOSING! to... a blue-rouged

Come hither kinda faux Fraulein

In die hazen Cabaret - innen einen Berlin)

NO GOOD

Players in USA?

LOLOLOLOLOLOL!

Apparently,

You Cats ain't been rock-rolling 'round

The real-deal, knock-down towns,

Like... Roswell, or Lompoc,

Or Cote d' Abilene, or

Even - Indian-limned - Terre Haute! LOL! ;)

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And BTW... it's way past time

To jettison that flame-lame, most passe

Sig-line, k-worth.

The Man has paid 'is dues.

Most, you NEVER even heard about, eh? ;)

[ September 15, 2005, 09:11 AM: Message edited by: Desert Dave ]

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OK DD, we know there lies some great SC players in the Americas.....it is like the policies....clandestine. The everyday rhetoric is for the diversion of the true aspirations.....Look closely and ye shall be enlightened, but your eyesight must be enhanced.

Sooo....!! where are our savage wars for peace....an AAR or two ......please.

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SORROW by Pink Floyd

The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land

Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky

Zapp lies and dreams of medals and victories,

But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

He's haunted by the memory of a lost SC game

Is terif cheating?, he can't be precise

He's chained forever to a game that's departed

It's not enough, it's not enough

His blood has frozen & curdled with fright

His knees have trembled & given way in the night

His hand has weakened at the moment of truth

His step has faltered

One world, one game

Time pass, and he doesnt move

(AFK: *******... instrumental music playing in the background)

And he talks to the forum of lost games and bad rolls

And silent replies that crap connotation

And Rambo laughs and brings dark and trouble to an oily forum

A grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing whiner that posts in the night

He’s had a hell of a roll, that blinds his sight

And silence that speaks so much louder than words,

Of promises broken

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