**YK2** Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 ***Merry Christmas Pengers *** Tis the season to be Jolly.... tra la la la la la la la la...... I think Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by YK2: For Berli .... Eat yer hearts out lads! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Eat yer hearts out lads!Hmmmmm come to think of it... Chianti isn't just good with fava beans!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by YK2: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Eat yer hearts out lads!Hmmmmm come to think of it... Chianti isn't just good with fava beans!!! </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Seanachai, expect a swift kick in the fork next time ah see ya Make that a double extra swift *KICK* I was the one who had to listen to you type.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 where's th' bloody Justicar!? We require a song from th' Justicar! *hmmm... bloody glass seems ta have sprung a leak* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by YK2: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Seanachai, expect a swift kick in the fork next time ah see ya Make that a double extra swift *KICK* I was the one who had to listen to you type.. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Trust me... I heard every last note. The tune is still ringing in my bloody head now.. Of course I blame Seanacoochie but never Joe... cos I know it will annoy the former. I've played the Wild Rover for many a year And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer But now I'm returning with gold in great store And I never will play the Wild Rover no more. And it's no, nay, never No nay never no more Will I play the Wild Rover No never, no more. I went to an alehouse I used to frequent And I told the landlady my money was spent I asked her for a Red Stripe, she answered me "nay" She said, "Patrons like you, I can get any day!" And it's no, nay, never No nay never no more Will I play the Wild Rover No never, no more. From out of my pockets I took moneys bright And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight She said, "I have Red Stripes, and wines of the best, And the words that I said, son, were only in jest!" And it's no, nay, never No nay never no more Will I play the Wild Rover No never, no more. I'll go back to Jamaica and lie in the sun But I will play the part of the prodigal son And if my girl loves me, as oft' times before Then I never will play the Wild Rover no more. And it's no, nay, never No nay never no more Will I play the Wild Rover No never, no more. And it's no, nay, never No nay never no more Will I play the Wild Rover No never, no more. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted December 26, 2003 Author Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by YK2: ***Merry Christmas Pengers *** And have a great one too Lady Emma. Mace Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Soddball Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Mace: And what the Berli are you doing here? Mace Me little minion Sodoffball is here at me express consent. We find him amusing. One might even call him... cute </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Soddball: You're probably trawling the net right now, forking out $50 for orgy pictures of MasterGoodale and Mike_the_Wino going at it like dogs in a trailer park in downtown Detroit. Fool. I could have got you those pics for $25. :mad: :mad: Berli reminds me of my mince pies - so much potential but not enough time in the oven. You may be amusing, but its in a 'village idiot' sort of way. Already have those photo... the photographer is one of Mine Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Since our Justicar willnae join me, here's a sing-song in his honour... Two little boys had two little toys Each had a wooden horse Gaily they played each summer's day Warriors both of course One little chap then had a mishap Broke off his horse's head Wept for his toy then cried with joy As his young playmate said Did you think I would leave you crying When there's room on my horse for two Climb up here Jack and don't be crying I can go just as fast with two When we grow up we'll both be soldiers And our horses will not be toys And I wonder if we'll remember When we were two little boys Long years had passed, war came so fast Bravely they marched away Cannon roared loud, and in the mad crowd Wounded and dying lay Up goes a shout, a horse dashes out Out from the ranks so blue Gallops away to where Joe lay Then came a voice he knew Did you think I would leave you dying When there's room on my horse for two Climb up here Joe, we'll soon be flying I can go just as fast with two Did you say Joe I'm all a-tremble Perhaps it's the battle's noise But I think it's that I remember When we were two little boys Do you think I would leave you dying There's room on my horse for two Climb up here Joe, we'll soon by flying Back to the ranks so blue Can you feel Joe I'm all a tremble Perhaps it's the battle's noise But I think it's that I remember When we were two little boys Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 I like it when Berli sings. It drowns out the voices in my head. For awhile. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Mace: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by YK2: ***Merry Christmas Pengers *** And have a great one too Lady Emma. Mace </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Boo Radley: I like it when Berli sings. It drowns out the voices in my head. For awhile. It donnae drown it out... Just means I'm singin instead of tellin' you to hurt yourself Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: It donnae drown it out... Just means I'm singin instead of tellin' you to hurt yourself Btw, donnae ya owe me a setup ya pillock? [ December 25, 2003, 08:05 PM: Message edited by: Berlichtingen ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Since our Justicar willnae join me, here's a sing-song in his honour...A touch of Scots and even a hint of Euro in that post.. Should I be honoUred? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by YK2: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Since our Justicar willnae join me, here's a sing-song in his honour...A touch of Scots and even a hint of Euro in that post.. Should I be honoUred? </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Soddball: Tan? Jinkies, no thanks. An Aussie with a tan glows in the dark. You remember the Ozone layer down there, don't you - or is it just in history books? As for teeth - having wonky ones just means I have an excitingly wonky overbite. Got to be better than having a wonky brain. I like the Australians. I like them most of all because I know they're a fat, healthy 12,000 miles away. 20-17! 20-17! That warm glow inside. How do you recognise an Australian bra? It's green and gold and has lots of support but no cup. BWWAAHAHAHAAHAHAH!!!!! It's a good thing I'm not Australian otherwise I might have been offended by this. And he calls me stupid. *snicker* Kitty Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Kitty: Merry Christmas, YK2! =) Kitty Happy Boxing Day!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: where's th' bloody Justicar!? We require a song from th' Justicar! *hmmm... bloody glass seems ta have sprung a leak* It's been posted before but ... your swish, I mean WISH, is my command: The Ballad of the CessPool (to the tune of The Ballad of Ivan Petrofsky Skevarr) The sons of the CessPool are all without shame And ‘twill not abide by a fool, But most garrulous of all was a man by the name, Of Seanachai, Bard of the Pool. If you wanted a brave to twist up a phrase And treat the poor newbies so cruel, Or cast rightful doubt, on the brains of the louts, ‘twas Seanachai, Bard of the Pool. This scion of Ireland with wit so aroused ‘twas more fearsome than ghostie or ghoul, A terrible creature, though frequently soused, Was Seanachai, Bard of the Pool. There are brave men aplenty, and well known to fame, Though we’d never suggest that they bore, But the bravest of all was a man by the name Of Peng, the Father Confessor He could sneer with the best, tell a newbie “sod off” And they’d blanch at the sound of his roar, In fact quite the cream of the M.B.T. team Was Peng, the Father Confessor. ‘Twas true that none loved him, of that there’s no doubt, And his style with the ladies was poor, But he’d fry newbie butt, with words cleverly cut, Our Peng, the Father Confessor. One day that bold cleric, he left his posh barracks And with a six pack of the brew, He was going to town, when by fortune he found Seanachai, Bard of the Pool. “Peng you foul fellow,” our Seanachai bellowed, “Why carry you that pack of booze? When I’ve not a drop, I should give you a bop!” Cried Seanachai, Bard of the Pool. “Yes you’d like the fair brew, I can see from your drool.” Said Peng with contempt to the core. “But ‘tis mine now you see, so you’d best just drink TEA!” Sneered Peng, the Father Confessor And the fight thus was on, with an absence of brawn For both were too pickled by far, When a hand darted through, and gathered the brew, ‘Twas Joe, the wise Justicar. “Now my lads,” soothed Sir Joe, “let’s not come to blows. I’m certain I know what to do. The Bard can pay Peng, for the half of the thing, And you’ll share like true Knights of the ‘Pool. Then they both beat Joe to within an inch of his life. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Joe!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Btw, donnae ya owe me a setup ya pillock? Okay, Berli, I'll play your silly, little game; Do I owe you a set up? In other news: What do you call someone who thinks he's being devious by rushing his armor along the edge of the map, through sand, throwing up HUGE feckin' rooster trails of dust and then even when you point it out to him, he goes, "Shhh...it's a surprise..."? Answer: Noba What do you call a scenario in which, on the German side, the smallest tank is a Panther and on the Russian side, the smallest tank is a T-40? Oh, and file sizes are fast approaching 3mb? Answer: A Rune-ish piece of effluvia that Lars is going to win, hands down. What do you call a tactician, who uses all his mortar ammo on a smoke barrage that peters out just as his troops rush into open ground 50 yards away from entrenched defenders? Answer: Seanachai. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SheWhoMustBeObeyed Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 I wish to thank those of you who said such pleasant things about me. I'm really not all that demanding as my title would infer. It is a nice feeling to be so readily accepted into your company. Hopefully your Christmas was a Merry one and the New Year will reveal wonderful new possibilities for each of you. God's peace to all. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiram Sedai Posted December 26, 2003 Share Posted December 26, 2003 Originally posted by SheWhoMustBeObeyed: I wish to thank those of you who said such pleasant things about me. I'm really not all that demanding as my title would infer. It is a nice feeling to be so readily accepted into your company. Hopefully your Christmas was a Merry one and the New Year will reveal wonderful new possibilities for each of you. God's peace to all. We thank you for your kind thoughts on this most festive of days and would like to return the wish for a good Christmas. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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