Mouse Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Originally posted by Boo Radley: So, what's your point, Cat Food? What it means, dear dear Boo, is that you are a mustela nundinatio. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Originally posted by Mouse: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Boo Radley: So, what's your point, Cat Food? What it means, dear dear Boo, is that you are a mustela nundinatio. </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Abbott Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Micheal Dorosh, Berlichtingen, Andreas and Micheal Emrys it would seem, have been given permission to do as they see fit including conduct public stonings of those who disagree with their views. Stoners! That’s it! This is the thread I am going to BFC with! You will rue the day! (Who tasted the Rue to know it is bitter?) Update Nidan1’s troops have made an appearance, knocking out a MKIII. The 12 accompanying MKIII’s are set to make an appearance next turn (he will rue the day). The MKIV’s are disrupting his infantry, forcing them away from the first victory location. It is Russian hell on the Road to Moscow. Die, die, die! …and I want my records back! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 That’s it! This is the thread I am going to BFC with!That should be, "This is the thread I'm going to BFC with bubba." Don't want to end in a preposition ... ending in a PROPOSITION is probably pretty typical for you I imagine. So ... wanna see my porn collection, honey?***SLAP*** Joe p.s. Why wasn't MY name on the list of evil-doers eh? I'M the Justicar of the Peng Challenge Thread ... nobody likes me ... I SHOULDA BEEN ON THE LIST! [ October 06, 2003, 10:43 AM: Message edited by: Joe Shaw ] 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dalem Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Lars- I sure hope you were able to make your getaway cleanly. Or is there a step (very last thing you do) that you failed to mention: Force Audibon employees frantically copying down license plate number to duck in spray of gravel as you leave the preserve rather hurriedly. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Abbott Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 That should be, "This is the thread I'm going to BFC with bubba." Don't want to end in a preposition ... ending in a PROPOSITION is probably pretty typical for you I imagine. I can’t believe you would speak to me that way! You obviously are mistaken and under the impression I am from Canada . 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Abbott Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Bubba ! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiram Sedai Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 "Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda" - Sir Mixalot 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Originally posted by Abbott: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr /> That should be, "This is the thread I'm going to BFC with bubba." Don't want to end in a preposition ... ending in a PROPOSITION is probably pretty typical for you I imagine. I can’t believe you would speak to me that way! You obviously are mistaken and under the impression I am from Canada . </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lars Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Originally posted by dalem: Lars- I sure hope you were able to make your getaway cleanly. Or is there a step (very last thing you do) that you failed to mention: Force Audibon employees frantically copying down license plate number to duck in spray of gravel as you leave the preserve rather hurriedly. Ooooh, you're right, I left something out. (Step the First) – Whack Audubon gatekeepers on way into hunting preserve, hide bodies in peat bog for future generation's enjoyment. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrSpkr Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Oh Gods. In order to get back online this evening, I have to resort to -- wait for it -- AOL! Berli, I never did anything to deserve THIS! Turns out when I finish mourning. Steve 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Leeo Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Originally posted by Joe Shaw: ... Oregon ain't a hell of lot of a lot better than Canada when you get right down to it. Joe There'll be NONE of that, Mr. Justanauto. You'll not slander the wonderful state of Oregon with impunity. I hereby bend down very far so that I may slap your cheek with a glove (and not one of my good ones, either; you'll get the rough leather and canvas one embedded with blackberry stickers). You know not what of you speak. Oregon is paradise to idjits that reside in places like Utah and Texas. And to attempt to drag Oregon through the Canadian Muck. I'd thought better of you, Sirrah (well, at least once, a long time ago, I thought better of you). I demand satisfaction. I know you can only provide one sort of satisfaction; that derived from kicking around your pixelated, judgemental behind all over a CM map. Send a set-up, Joe Shaw. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dalem Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Originally posted by MrSpkr: Oh Gods. In order to get back online this evening, I have to resort to -- wait for it -- AOL! Berli, I never did anything to deserve THIS! Turns out when I finish mourning. Steve HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!!! [ October 06, 2003, 04:50 PM: Message edited by: dalem ] 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 It was the middle of winter And I drove us in my car The snow started falling So we stopped off at a bar The beer started flowing And your mother and I took the floor But by the last dance we were tired So I booked a room next door So if anyone asks you If you come from Heaven above You're from a one star hotel With a five star passionate love It was a hot summers day And we drove there in our car And your father was thirsty So we had to find a bar Well he couldn't stop drinking And he couldn't stand on his feet We had to walk to a hotel And book ourselves into a suite So if the teacher asks you Are you from Heaven or are you from Hell You're from a one star drunken screw In a one star motel Yes if the teacher asks you Are you from Heaven or are you from Hell You're from a pitch black toilet In a highway Taco Bell I'll remember the birth For the rest of my time on this land You're mother sweating buckets And me holding onto her hand Well your father was absent He claimed he couldn't find the ward Just tugging on mescal Trying to eat the umbilical cord So if anyone asks you Do you know where you're from, say yes You're from your mother's womb And your father's stinking breath And if they ask you how you got here Tell them just what it took Your father's stinking breath And your mother's stinking luck Your father and I won't tell the whole truth Your father and I won't tell the truth 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Herr Oberst Posted October 6, 2003 Share Posted October 6, 2003 Originally posted by YK2: It was the middle of winter And I drove us in my car The snow started falling So we stopped off at a bar The beer started flowing And your mother and I took the floor But by the last dance we were tired So I booked a room next door So if anyone asks you If you come from Heaven above You're from a one star hotel With a five star passionate love It was a hot summers day And we drove there in our car And your father was thirsty So we had to find a bar Well he couldn't stop drinking And he couldn't stand on his feet We had to walk to a hotel And book ourselves into a suite So if the teacher asks you Are you from Heaven or are you from Hell You're from a one star drunken screw In a one star motel Yes if the teacher asks you Are you from Heaven or are you from Hell You're from a pitch black toilet In a highway Taco Bell I'll remember the birth For the rest of my time on this land You're mother sweating buckets And me holding onto her hand Well your father was absent He claimed he couldn't find the ward Just tugging on mescal Trying to eat the umbilical cord So if anyone asks you Do you know where you're from, say yes You're from your mother's womb And your father's stinking breath And if they ask you how you got here Tell them just what it took Your father's stinking breath And your mother's stinking luck Your father and I won't tell the whole truth Your father and I won't tell the truth Quite nice, but where's you get Seanachai's life story? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 Great song Great lyrics. I'm sure Seanacoochie would be hounoured had that song actually been about him.. Dunno how his mum would feel about it though.... I'm in the mood for a sing song.. Playing now and dedictated to you Herr Oberst .. Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence "Fools", said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you" But my words, like silent raindrops fell And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls" And whispered in the sounds of silence [ October 06, 2003, 06:05 PM: Message edited by: YK2 ] 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gaylord Focker Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 Will you people stop sexually harassing William Amos or whatever he is complaining about, i don't want the General Forum closed because a few sheep shaggers can't keep thier hands off of anything with a pulse. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 So, a jolly sing-song is what you're wanting, is it? Fine, then... A-hem... Oh Seanachai, I long to crush you, To fine dust, you loathsome piker, Oh Seanachai, I long to BOOT you, Away, BOOT you away, 'Cross the wide Missouri Oh Seanachai, I love your screaming, As I shell your men, you hapless nitwit, Oh Seanachai I'll send you packing, Away pack you away, 'Cross the wide Missouri Oh Seanachai, I'm bound to hurt you, And reduce your tanks to smoldrin' wreckage, Oh Seanachai I'll not deceive you, I'll find you e'en, 'Cross the wide Missouri Oh Seanachai, I'll cuisinart your innards, Away like a rolling river, Oh Seanachai I'll spill your entrails, And stretch them 'cross, Stretch them 'cross... 'Cross the wide Missouri. Thjengyouverramuch! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gaylord Focker Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 Can I Borrow a Feeling? Can I borrow a feeling? Can you lend me a jar of love? Hurtin' hearts need some healin' Take my hand with your glove of love 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Herr Oberst Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 Originally posted by Gaylord Focker: Can I Borrow a Feeling? Can I borrow a feeling? Can you lend me a jar of love? Hurtin' hearts need some healin' Take my hand with your glove of love Lowbrow... To YK2: While not the top of my list, a good sing-song from the past. I am honored my Lady... [ October 06, 2003, 08:54 PM: Message edited by: Herr Oberst ] 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gaylord Focker Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 Originally posted by Herr Oberst: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Gaylord Focker: Can I Borrow a Feeling? Can I borrow a feeling? Can you lend me a jar of love? Hurtin' hearts need some healin' Take my hand with your glove of love Lowbrow... To YK2: While not the top of my list, a good sing-song from the past. I am honored my Lady... </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marlow Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 Originally posted by Harv: And as an added bonus I'll get to stalk Seanachai by default. You insipid little toad without the brains that God gave a carp, I am Seanachai’s true stalker. If you were versed in the Lore of the Pool, you would know better than to claim the bard for your personal stalkee. Long before you were even a wee floaty bit sluggishly circling in the current of Cess, I was pursuing Senility into the nothingness of the MBT. You and that humorless Canuckelhead crapon66 can go take a long walk off a short cliff. Thankfully mister 66 has gone into meltdown and is hopefully gone for good. You, on the other hand are unlikely to self immolate has he did, so I’ll have to help you on the way. Kannigetts, a map and forces are required so that I can send this pretender packing and claim the title of Eternal Nemesis of the Bard for once and all. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lars Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 All turns out. Except for MrSpkr's, who can't even figure out AOL. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted October 7, 2003 Share Posted October 7, 2003 Originally posted by MrSpkr: In order to get back online this evening, I have to resort to -- wait for it -- AOL! Berli, I never did anything to deserve THIS!Firstly, AOL is NOT one of mine. That's an independent contractor Evil. Secondly, Blame Al Gore... he invented the internet, not me 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted October 7, 2003 Author Share Posted October 7, 2003 Originally posted by Lars: How to Clean a Grouse: You know, I still remember the time my father's business partner and our family friend of many, many years handed me and my brother-in-law each an untwisted wire coat-hanger and told us we were going to learn how to 'vent ducks'. As he explained what was going to happen next, we kept exchanging side-long glances, trying to decide if this was some sort of 'hazing', 'hunting the snipe' sort of rite of passage thing for our first trip duck hunting, or whether we were being initiated into some strange animal mutilation cult. It never, ever occurred to us that this was something that was actually done. We were all ready to laugh until he picked up one of the recently killed bluebills and...demonstrated. I remember it was very, very quiet there for a moment in the October woods. I mean, it seemed bad enough that we'd taken the poor wee birdies and filled them with #6 shot, without doing...that, after they were dead. But they weren't kidding, and for the next 20 minutes or so, we stood there, wire-coat hangers of defamation in hand, and 'vented' the days shoot. We both joked, and made light of it, but we also both agreed that it was going to be a while before we could eat spaghetti again... [ October 06, 2003, 11:19 PM: Message edited by: Seanachai ] 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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