Axe's Thread of TNT chucking release, Cheery Threats and Maggot Extermination

[_Axe_]

Hey Soggybottom -- please resend that last turn to my secret e-mail address, not my hotmail craptacular one. :mad:

[_Axe_]

Hey Soggybottom -- please resend that last turn to my secret e-mail address, not my hotmail craptacular one. :mad:

[Snarker]

Maggots!!!

Here's a little comedy link for your enjoyment:

Hey Allah! Starring Saddam Hussein

Visit the root of the URL for more insanity. Much more. :mad: :mad:

[Snarker]

Maggots!!!

Here's a little comedy link for your enjoyment:

Hey Allah! Starring Saddam Hussein

Visit the root of the URL for more insanity. Much more. :mad: :mad:

[Stalin's Organ]

Snickers at wolves could realy do with a makeover I reckon.....

[Stalin's Organ]

Snickers at wolves could realy do with a makeover I reckon.....

[Edward Windsor]

I hope all the magnificent maggots who populate this thread of waffle have a TNT-packed Christmas :mad:

My own perfectly-formed packages of mayhem and confusion will be a little haphazard over the next few days, but I trust you will all be too merry - or drunk - to notice.

All the best,

Teddy

[Edward Windsor]

I hope all the magnificent maggots who populate this thread of waffle have a TNT-packed Christmas :mad:

My own perfectly-formed packages of mayhem and confusion will be a little haphazard over the next few days, but I trust you will all be too merry - or drunk - to notice.

All the best,

Teddy

[Dave H]

Originally posted by Edward Windsor:

I hope all the magnificent maggots who populate this thread of waffle have a TNT-packed Christmas :mad:

My own perfectly-formed packages of mayhem and confusion will be a little haphazard over the next few days, but I trust you will all be too merry - or drunk - to notice.

All the best,

Teddy

Thanks Teddy. Allow me to add my own wishes for a wonderful Christmas to all my maggot friends, and to everyone else who wanders into Cheery Waffle Land. That even includes the denizens of the MBT, capitalized in the spirit of the season - just don't get used to it.

My Christmas list for some of the Cheery Wafflers:

Axe - nothing. He's already married his sweetheart and moved into a new home. That's enough.

Soddball - acquittal on any arson charges stemming from his Inferno scenarios.

Mike_the_wino - a new liver, or two.

Snarker - an exodus of his new neighbors back to New Jersey.

Teddy Windsor - a year without royal family scandal.

Mike - a year of not being blocked by my internet provider.

Becket - a great year with your growing family, and a Yak whenever you need one.

MasterGoodale - a mold, ant, and illness-free year, filled with all the molten TNT you can chuck.

86smopuim - an upgrade to dxsmopuim, or even xnuil.

Keke - sunlight.

Stikkypixie - a year without ever mistakenly looking for me in the Peng thread.

Crow - more visits from Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Wallybob - all the crunchies your armor can eat.

Jim Boggs - continued good health for Mrs. Jim Boggs.

Kitty - Either Combat Mission:Vietnam or a lifetime supply of catnip, so she doesn't feel like baring her claws.

Boo Radley - the sense to know he's really the brains propping up that old fraud of a deity Seanachai. Give it up, man!

And for me - another year of PBEM fun with all of you.

"And I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,

Happy Christmas to all,

and to all, a GRARGHRARGGHRARGRAHGRAGHH!!!" :mad: :mad: :mad:

[ December 24, 2003, 09:39 AM: Message edited by: Dave H ]

[Dave H]

Originally posted by Edward Windsor:

I hope all the magnificent maggots who populate this thread of waffle have a TNT-packed Christmas :mad:

My own perfectly-formed packages of mayhem and confusion will be a little haphazard over the next few days, but I trust you will all be too merry - or drunk - to notice.

All the best,

Teddy

Thanks Teddy. Allow me to add my own wishes for a wonderful Christmas to all my maggot friends, and to everyone else who wanders into Cheery Waffle Land. That even includes the denizens of the MBT, capitalized in the spirit of the season - just don't get used to it.

My Christmas list for some of the Cheery Wafflers:

Axe - nothing. He's already married his sweetheart and moved into a new home. That's enough.

Soddball - acquittal on any arson charges stemming from his Inferno scenarios.

Mike_the_wino - a new liver, or two.

Snarker - an exodus of his new neighbors back to New Jersey.

Teddy Windsor - a year without royal family scandal.

Mike - a year of not being blocked by my internet provider.

Becket - a great year with your growing family, and a Yak whenever you need one.

MasterGoodale - a mold, ant, and illness-free year, filled with all the molten TNT you can chuck.

86smopuim - an upgrade to dxsmopuim, or even xnuil.

Keke - sunlight.

Stikkypixie - a year without ever mistakenly looking for me in the Peng thread.

Crow - more visits from Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Wallybob - all the crunchies your armor can eat.

Jim Boggs - continued good health for Mrs. Jim Boggs.

Kitty - Either Combat Mission:Vietnam or a lifetime supply of catnip, so she doesn't feel like baring her claws.

Boo Radley - the sense to know he's really the brains propping up that old fraud of a deity Seanachai. Give it up, man!

And for me - another year of PBEM fun with all of you.

"And I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,

Happy Christmas to all,

and to all, a GRARGHRARGGHRARGRAHGRAGHH!!!" :mad: :mad: :mad:

[ December 24, 2003, 09:39 AM: Message edited by: Dave H ]

[_Axe_]

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,

The only things stirring were mold spores and a mouse.

The satchel charges were hung by the chimney with care,

In the hopes that a burglar would try to break in through there.

The little maggots were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of severed limbs danced in their heads;

And Skunk Nads in her 'kerchief, and I in my hemlet,

Had just settled down for a long winter's shoutfest,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of explosions to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny maggots,

With a little old driver, so spastic and ugly,

I knew in a moment it must be Boo Radley.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Dave H! now, Snarker! now, Becket! and Edward! !

On, Wino! on Boggsy! on Mike! Keke! Smope! and Soddball! !

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now chuck away! chuck away! chuck away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the house-top the maggots they flew,

With the sleigh full of TNT, and Boo Radley too

And then, in a twinkling, I heard up roof

The squirming and growling of each little goof.

As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,

Down the chimney Boo Radley came with a bound.

He was dressed all in sequins, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with cordite and soot;

A bundle of TNT he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a crazy Kraut just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they crossed! his dimples how proud!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a boozehound's!

His stupid little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right angry old maggot,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had a lot to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stachels; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his maggots gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, with a great deal of pluck,

"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO THE BROOD, AND TO THE BROOD A GOOD CHUCK!"

See you Sunday, my good men and ladies. (I'm feeling downright expansive. I must be coming down with something)

"This happy breed of men, this little world."

-- Siegfried Sassoon, The Complete Memories of George Sherston

[ December 24, 2003, 09:36 AM: Message edited by: Axe2121 ]

[_Axe_]

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,

The only things stirring were mold spores and a mouse.

The satchel charges were hung by the chimney with care,

In the hopes that a burglar would try to break in through there.

The little maggots were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of severed limbs danced in their heads;

And Skunk Nads in her 'kerchief, and I in my hemlet,

Had just settled down for a long winter's shoutfest,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of explosions to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny maggots,

With a little old driver, so spastic and ugly,

I knew in a moment it must be Boo Radley.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Dave H! now, Snarker! now, Becket! and Edward! !

On, Wino! on Boggsy! on Mike! Keke! Smope! and Soddball! !

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now chuck away! chuck away! chuck away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the house-top the maggots they flew,

With the sleigh full of TNT, and Boo Radley too

And then, in a twinkling, I heard up roof

The squirming and growling of each little goof.

As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,

Down the chimney Boo Radley came with a bound.

He was dressed all in sequins, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with cordite and soot;

A bundle of TNT he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a crazy Kraut just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they crossed! his dimples how proud!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a boozehound's!

His stupid little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right angry old maggot,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had a lot to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stachels; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his maggots gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, with a great deal of pluck,

"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO THE BROOD, AND TO THE BROOD A GOOD CHUCK!"

See you Sunday, my good men and ladies. (I'm feeling downright expansive. I must be coming down with something)

"This happy breed of men, this little world."

-- Siegfried Sassoon, The Complete Memories of George Sherston

[ December 24, 2003, 09:36 AM: Message edited by: Axe2121 ]

[Speedy]

There is a lot of Bull**** there Axe, but what you really need is a pile of alcohol!!! Otherwise you wont be taken seriously!!!!!

[Speedy]

There is a lot of Bull**** there Axe, but what you really need is a pile of alcohol!!! Otherwise you wont be taken seriously!!!!!

[Boo Radley]

Axe, you complete and utter ninny.

(That about sums it up, I guess...No wait, there's more.)

You missed the opportunity for a "dig" against me in your pathetic attempt at plagarism. To wit (you quarter wit):

"He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the satchels; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger inside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;"

Have you learned nothing?

Boo

p.s. <big><big>HAPPY FESTIVUS, EVERYONE!</BIG></BIG>

[Boo Radley]

Axe, you complete and utter ninny.

(That about sums it up, I guess...No wait, there's more.)

You missed the opportunity for a "dig" against me in your pathetic attempt at plagarism. To wit (you quarter wit):

"He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the satchels; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger inside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;"

Have you learned nothing?

Boo

p.s. <big><big>HAPPY FESTIVUS, EVERYONE!</BIG></BIG>

[_Axe_]

My personal favorite was "With a little old driver, so spastic and ugly,

I knew in a moment it must be Boo Radley.

That's gold Jerry, gold!

[_Axe_]

My personal favorite was "With a little old driver, so spastic and ugly,

I knew in a moment it must be Boo Radley.

That's gold Jerry, gold!

[Boo Radley]

Originally posted by Axe2121:

That's gold Jerry, gold!

I can see you being the Kenny Banya of the forums.

You must be so proud.

[Boo Radley]

Originally posted by Axe2121:

That's gold Jerry, gold!

I can see you being the Kenny Banya of the forums.

You must be so proud.

[Soddball]

I have spent all afternoon in the kitchen Slaving Like The Wolf, making mincy pies and other slimming dessert-based delights for Christmas.

So I hate all you bone-idle tosspots for being able to sit around and do feck-all except watch your life savings be consumed by Mattel. :mad:

Bah. Have a Maggot Christmas you Wankers.

Axe - don't give up the day job of licking bins clean and begging for biscuits.

No, actually, your pome made me laugh plenty. Since it's Christmas, I'll admit that. But :mad: anyway.

I'm raising two bottles of Louis Jadot Gevrey Chambertin to our mentor and the saviour of the universe, MasterGoodale - may he and Skunk Nads recover from their horrible illosities.

I may be unable to talk later through fine wine poisoning, but I will still have hot totty sitting on my face, which is more than can be said for the sad degenerates in the Pling thread - May they yum up their own saliva as a delicacy for all eternity.

Back to the jus.

[Soddball]

I have spent all afternoon in the kitchen Slaving Like The Wolf, making mincy pies and other slimming dessert-based delights for Christmas.

So I hate all you bone-idle tosspots for being able to sit around and do feck-all except watch your life savings be consumed by Mattel. :mad:

Bah. Have a Maggot Christmas you Wankers.

Axe - don't give up the day job of licking bins clean and begging for biscuits.

No, actually, your pome made me laugh plenty. Since it's Christmas, I'll admit that. But :mad: anyway.

I'm raising two bottles of Louis Jadot Gevrey Chambertin to our mentor and the saviour of the universe, MasterGoodale - may he and Skunk Nads recover from their horrible illosities.

I may be unable to talk later through fine wine poisoning, but I will still have hot totty sitting on my face, which is more than can be said for the sad degenerates in the Pling thread - May they yum up their own saliva as a delicacy for all eternity.

Back to the jus.

[Dave H]

Soddball, that was just beautiful. Gut-wrenching, but beautiful. :eek: :eek:

Please don't ever get all touchy-feely on us again. I don't think space and time can bear any more sentiment from you.

I'll probably be in and out the next few days, like most of you. Family get-togethers this evening and tomorrow for sure. I'll get your turns out eventually.

<font size=6>Have a great holiday, MAGGOTS!! </font size=6>

[Dave H]

Soddball, that was just beautiful. Gut-wrenching, but beautiful. :eek: :eek:

Please don't ever get all touchy-feely on us again. I don't think space and time can bear any more sentiment from you.

I'll probably be in and out the next few days, like most of you. Family get-togethers this evening and tomorrow for sure. I'll get your turns out eventually.

<font size=6>Have a great holiday, MAGGOTS!! </font size=6>

[Kitty]

Merry Christmas, gits. Oh and Merry Christmas to Snarker and Axe2121 too. =)

Kitty