Moraine Sedai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: What the hell is this? Where the Hell is Boo?! What's the point of a man staying up all night in order to give his large, thuggish henchman new orders, if the brute isn't there? I am filled with resentment. You scared him away with your lengthy diatribe. What else did you expect? I mean, he can barely read and write and you give him all *THAT* to peruse? He burned out his one brain cell and is now cowering under the desk and drooling... You must remember the "KISS" principle with large, thuggish henchmen. Or did you not read the manual? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 You buggers ever listened to Adam Astbury? Very nice stuff... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: You scared him away with your lengthy diatribe. What else did you expect?The reply of one man to another! Are we not men?! Are we not more than the beasts? I don't expect much from a Southerner, of course... Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: I mean, he can barely read and write and you give him all *THAT* to peruse? He burned out his one brain cell and is now cowering under the desk and drooling...No, if they're here, they have more brains than that. Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: You must remember the "KISS" principle... If I wanted a 'simple' henchman, I'd go to St. Paul. Or Georgia. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Axe_ Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Axe2121: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Seanachai: I am filled with resentment. Among other things. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Axe2121: Check our thread, you nonce. :mad: It's 'Ponce'. Check our thread, you 'ponce'. Christ on a crutch crushing a beer can on his forehead, it's hard to believe some of you lot don't have to walk around with your privates on display all day because zippers are simply 'too difficult'. I have checked, and having checked, I've seen. The choice of scenarios, QBs, etc, it yours, as the challenged. Send it on, Oh Hound of Goodaler ****e. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 WHERE IS MY RADLEY?! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 I'm at work, Olde man! Rendering unto Caesar and all that! Flooding the world with even more inane slogans and derivative concepts in order to foist upon a bewildered public a plethora of useless gewgaws and jimcracks made offshore by underage Sri Lankans! And what have YOU done today to help grease the pole...er... wheels of this benighted global economy? Hmmmmm? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
37mm Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 WHERE IS MY RADLEY?! I’d usually be running his bath about now… so unless he’s gotten himself a new squire he’s probably running one all on his ownsome… oh dear Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: WHERE IS MY RADLEY?! And where's my TURN, you muliebritous jackdaw! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Boo! Bring me Boo! I shall not sleep until I've heard from my large, thuggish henchman! O the year was 1778 How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now A letter of marque came from the king To the scummiest vessel I've ever seen God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers O Elcid Barrett cried the town How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now For twenty brave men all fishermen who Would make for him the Antelope's crew God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers The Antelope sloop was a sickening site How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now She'd list to the port and her sails in rags And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers On the King's birthday we put to sea How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now Ninety-one days to Montego Bay Pumping like madmen all the way God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now When a great big Yankee hove in sight With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers The Yankee lay low down with gold How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now She was broad and fat and loose in stays But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers . Then at length she stood two cables away How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now Our cracked four-pounders made awful din But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers The Antelope shook and pitched on her side How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs And the main truck carried off both me legs God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers Now here I lay in my twenty-third year How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now It's been six years since we sailed away And I just made Halifax yesterday God damn them all I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, The last of Barrett's Privateers Barrett's Privateers -Stan Rogers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moraine Sedai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: You scared him away with your lengthy diatribe. What else did you expect?The reply of one man to another! Are we not men?! Are we not more than the beasts? I don't expect much from a Southerner, of course... Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: I mean, he can barely read and write and you give him all *THAT* to peruse? He burned out his one brain cell and is now cowering under the desk and drooling...No, if they're here, they have more brains than that. Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: You must remember the "KISS" principle... If I wanted a 'simple' henchman, I'd go to St. Paul. Or Georgia. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: Boo! Bring me Boo! I shall not sleep until I've heard from my large, thuggish henchman! Are you blind, deaf AND stupid? I'm posting all over the place, you tittering mackarel! And quit cutting and pasting songs all of us skip over. It was funny for a time, but now it's just sad. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by 37mm: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />WHERE IS MY RADLEY?! I’d usually be running his bath about now… so unless he’s gotten himself a new squire he’s probably running one all on his ownsome… oh dear </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Boo Radley: It was funny for a time, but now it's just sad. Boo...I can't see you, lad. Take my hand...lead me home... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moraine Sedai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Oh dear...he's gone and got himself in a state of hysterical blindness. *spins Seanachai around 5 times and leaves him in the middle of the room* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Boo Radley: It was funny for a time, but now it's just sad. Boo...I can't see you, lad. Take my hand...lead me home... </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Boo Radley: It was funny for a time, but now it's just sad. Boo...I can't see you, lad. Take my hand...lead me home... </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rune Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Just think, we can all say we were here, during the Great Boo Hunt of '05. Personally, I used rocksalt in my shockgun, you others are free to choose your own ammo. Look for an announcement this week mayhaps... Rune Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Boo Radley: It's no problem. Come with me, I'll see ya home. Here, let me just put this handcuff on your wrist, so that we won't get separated...We've talked about this, before, haven't we? You bastard! I'm for bed. While most of you were softly, softly leaking into your underwear, and wondering about why your wife has to use so much bleach to keep it 'white', I was dismissing you. As you should be. A less impressive gang of lackluster whores than you lot cannot be imagined. At least, not by anyone who even touches themselves in a way that does't meirt derision. I give you all a good night. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
37mm Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: Silence, Insect! Gods, don't you just hate the buzzing of fools?! Piss off. There's a good, completely inconsequential puddle of pi— Wait! Weren't you finally raised to Knighthood? Shut up, then, you toad! Boo? Where is Boo? Toad, toad! Are you losing your touch? Why a toad is a marvellous creature & certainly worthy of the Cesspool… they are stout, hardy, warty, poisonous & probably cunning. If you’re going to insult me, do it properly… call me a… an iguana or sumfink Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: What the hell?? Are you so in need of hatred and bile that you are now going to be snippy with ME? A Lady of the 'Pool? I thought I was sacrosanct...or sumfink. If not then...well...I guess the gloves are off. And the stilettos. Do you want your drubbing with or without salt in your wounds old man? As I honour the Ladies of the Pool, so do I treat them as equals. We might well give each other offense, where it dwelt merely on the externals, such as the fact that you're a gods benighted Southerner, who wouldn't, perforce, know enough to pour piss out of one dainty piece of her own footwear. But, as a Lady of the 'Pool, I know you to be so complete, replete, and rather pyrotechnically superiour as to simply give the nod to the maunderings of an Olde One of the Pool. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by 37mm: [if you’re going to insult me, do it properly… call me a… an iguana or sumfink You're a fecking poodle. Now be quiet. Christ on a crutch without a handicap parking sticker, but the younger generation goes on like every time they touch themselves, we've got to post breathlessly about the Colossus of Rhodes. Be quiet! Shut the hell up! And stop doing that, or you'll go blind! I know that old people have told every generation for a hundred years that, but in your case, and the way you're going about it, it's actually true. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moraine Sedai Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Oh...he's a tricksy one, he is...says things both sweet and sour in the same breath he does... Well, let it be known that I've never held it against YOU that you are a gall-danged Yankee. Never even mentioned it. Nope. Doesn't matter to *me* where you are born, but whether you are worthy of respect based on your intellect and actions. I don't base my opinions on place of birth. Matter of fact, I'd think it spoke well on my behalf in your eyes that I *married* a man from "up yonder". Alas, I fear I have not redeemed myself even with that. That said, I am, by no means, ashamed that I am Georgia born and Georgia bred. It is a good state. When it's not summer. Or fall. Or raining. Or sunny. Or daylight. But at NIGHT! Oh yes...if you are far enough away from the city lights and there aren't too many trees in the way and not so near train stations, airports and automotives and houses and such...it can be a very beautiful state. Oh...where was I? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
37mm Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: You're a fecking poodle. Now be quiet. Poodle, yeah that’s about the right level of insult I’d say. Much more insulting than a Toad is a Poodle. I think we can all agree a Poodle has very little Pengfulness… Then again a poodle can be seen as a bit of a prima Dona, a bit of a yappy annoying git that although harmless does ‘tug’ on some subconscious belief that all is not roight. You know I’m not so sure about Poodle as an insult now… it’s might be best to go with my recommendation for calling me an iguana... what d'ya say you STINKING PIG?... no Pigs are actually quite intelligent... okay... what d'ya say you FLAMING SPARROW?... then again they sound quite pretty (& I suppose if they were burning it'd look pretty cool), no still wont do... ya know its harder than it looks this insulting via animal names lark [ February 15, 2005, 07:59 AM: Message edited by: 37mm ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted February 15, 2005 Share Posted February 15, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: I'm for bed. Now that's he's safely asleep with the room reverberating from the elephantine hoots and rumbles issuing from his deviated septum and the air thick with the digested aroma of whatever it is he had for supper last night, let's quietly take his wrist and place it in this bowl of tepid... oh, would you look at that? He's already wet!!! (To be continued...) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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