Hiram Sedai Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Yeknodathon: I just wanted to say that after much thought regarding the length of the road on this map that I will move to the furthest end away from anything of any note. Or, perhaps not. I will set something of mine on fire, to save you the trouble. Move towards the burning armor thingy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Hiram Sedai: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Yeknodathon: I just wanted to say that after much thought regarding the length of the road on this map that I will move to the furthest end away from anything of any note. Or, perhaps not. I will set something of mine on fire, to save you the trouble. Move towards the burning armor thingy. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Hiram Sedai: I will set something of mine on fire, to save you the trouble.Say Hiram , could you make it those undershorts that you have been wearing for a week? You know how stuffy it can get down here. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Nidan1: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr /> Originally posted by Hiram Sedai: I will set something of mine on fire, to save you the trouble.Say Hiram , could you make it those undershorts that you have been wearing for a week? You know how stuffy it can get down here. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Yeknodathon: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Nidan1: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr /> Originally posted by Hiram Sedai: I will set something of mine on fire, to save you the trouble.Say Hiram , could you make it those undershorts that you have been wearing for a week? You know how stuffy it can get down here. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Nidan1: ... why would I want to put sauce on Hiram's undershorts? Indeed, one has such an extensive choice. A hot mustard or a light hollandaise or, perhaps, copious amounts of freshly whisked mayonnaise or, if one were to be slightly daring, a fruity chutney with good sized chunks. But we are discussing Hiram, so a cheap, economy squeezy bottle of own-brand ketchup should suffice. Applied, liberally. Twice. And then the contents. As to yer whys and wherefores, one dare not conjure up the images... awful, truely awful... I shall *honk* to dispel the sticky... erm... situation. *honk* Yeknod [ January 01, 2004, 11:06 AM: Message edited by: Yeknodathon ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrSpkr Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Wow, a music fest. An no BOC or Floyd or REO or Black Sabbath? At least there was some good Van Halen. Steve Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Yeknodathon: As to yer whys and wherefores, one dare not conjure up the images... awful, truely awful... I shall *honk* to dispel the sticky... erm... situation.I have some excellent homemade tarragon honey mustard....wonderful for making deviled eggs. You are right though, best to dispel any further images of Hiram and his unmentionables. [ January 01, 2004, 11:13 AM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Nidan1: You are right though, best to dispel any further images of Hiram and his unmentionables. Exactly. One must steer away from any mention of spooning-on half-set portions of custard. Yeknod Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dalem Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 No Beethoven? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by dalem: No Beethoven? (BARITONE) O Freunde, nicht diese Töne, sondern lasst uns angenehmere anstimmen, und freundenvollere. (BARITONE, QUARTET, AND CHORUS) Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng geteilt: alle Menschen werden Brüder, wo dein snafter Flügel weilt. Wem der grosse Wurf gelungen, eines Freundes Freund zu sein, wer ein holdes Weib errungen, mische seinen Jubel ein! Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund! Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle weinend sich aus diesem Bund! Freude trinken alle Wesen an den Brüsten der Natur, alle Guten, alle Bösen folgen ihrer Rosenspur. Küsse gab sie uns und Reben, einen Freund, geprüft im Tod; Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben, und der Cherub steht vor Gott. (TENOR SOLO AND CHORUS) Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan, laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn, freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen! (CHORUS) Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng geteilt: alle Menschen werden Brüder, wo dein snafter Flügel weilt. Seid umschlungen, Millionen! Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt! Brüder, überm Sternenzelt muss ein lieber Vater wohnen. Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt? Such ihn überm Sternenzelt! Über Sternen muss er wohnen. Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Seid umschlungen, Millionen! Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt! Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen? Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt? Such ihn überm Sternenzelt! Brüder, überm Sternenzelt muss ein lieber Vater wohnen! Freude, Tochter aus Elysium, deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng geteilt! Alle Menschen werden Brüder, wo dein sanfter Flügel Weilt. Seid umschlungen, Millionen! Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt! Brüder, überm Sternenzelt muss ein lieber Vater wohnen. Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, Freude, schöner Götterfunken! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tiny_tanker Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Well it looks like I missed the party again. No loss by the looks of it either. Noba, I accept your challenge, baring you can wait until my computer returns, which should be next week by the looks of things. Also it will have to be in CMBB, since I cannot yet afford to purchase CMAK, I have to pay rent after all. Oh yeah, Acey, our battle will begin at that time as well. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted January 1, 2004 Author Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by dalem: No Beethoven? (BARITONE) O Freunde, nicht diese Töne, sondern lasst uns angenehmere anstimmen, und freundenvollere. (BARITONE, QUARTET, AND CHORUS) Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng geteilt: alle Menschen werden Brüder, wo dein snafter Flügel weilt. Wem der grosse Wurf gelungen, eines Freundes Freund zu sein, wer ein holdes Weib errungen, mische seinen Jubel ein! Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund! Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle weinend sich aus diesem Bund! Freude trinken alle Wesen an den Brüsten der Natur, alle Guten, alle Bösen folgen ihrer Rosenspur. Küsse gab sie uns und Reben, einen Freund, geprüft im Tod; Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben, und der Cherub steht vor Gott. (TENOR SOLO AND CHORUS) Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan, laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn, freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen! (CHORUS) Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng geteilt: alle Menschen werden Brüder, wo dein snafter Flügel weilt. Seid umschlungen, Millionen! Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt! Brüder, überm Sternenzelt muss ein lieber Vater wohnen. Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt? Such ihn überm Sternenzelt! Über Sternen muss er wohnen. Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Seid umschlungen, Millionen! Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt! Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen? Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt? Such ihn überm Sternenzelt! Brüder, überm Sternenzelt muss ein lieber Vater wohnen! Freude, Tochter aus Elysium, deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng geteilt! Alle Menschen werden Brüder, wo dein sanfter Flügel Weilt. Seid umschlungen, Millionen! Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt! Brüder, überm Sternenzelt muss ein lieber Vater wohnen. Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, Freude, schöner Götterfunken! </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tiny_tanker Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Bravo Miss Kitty you'll be a marine just yet. Why you'd wanna do that, i can't imagine, but you are a knight... and a lady.... so your wish is everyones command. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted January 1, 2004 Author Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by tiny_tanker: Bravo Miss Kitty you'll be a marine just yet. Why you'd wanna do that, i can't imagine, but you are a knight... and a lady.... so your wish is everyones command. 'cause Marines rule all!!!! Now be quiet. I'm still trying to uncross my eyes from last night's drinking spree and watching bowl games. BOWL GAMES! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Ouch, that hurt my head. Kitty Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 1, 2004 Share Posted January 1, 2004 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: (BARITONE) O Freunde, nicht diese Töne, sondern lasst uns angenehmere anstimmen, und freundenvollere. (BARITONE, QUARTET, AND CHORUS) Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng geteilt: alle Menschen werden Brüder, wo dein snafter Flügel weilt. ...snip... Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, Freude, schöner Götterfunken! Gesundheit! Mace Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted January 2, 2004 Author Share Posted January 2, 2004 WOOOOOOOOOOO! A stealth fighter, stealth bomber, and an F22 did a flyover at the Rose Bowl then they did one over my house too!!!!!! Planes are cool! =) I tried chasing them but they got away. Kitty Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 2, 2004 Share Posted January 2, 2004 So, I just get back from spending New Years with a group of people who's idea of a wild par-tay is to have three drinks in a period of six hours, begin nodding off at 10:30 and be in bed by 12:01, to find 12 new pages of MBT posts (half of which can't be pulled up and the other half filled with horrid song lyrics), an alleged cameo appearance by the ghost of Gaylord Present and nothing resembling either wit or hatred. 2004 has not gotten off to an auspicious start. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted January 2, 2004 Author Share Posted January 2, 2004 Originally posted by Boo Radley: nothing resembling either wit or hatred. You're funny looking and I hate you. There. Kitty Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted January 2, 2004 Share Posted January 2, 2004 Originally posted by Kitty: WOOOOOOOOOOO! A stealth fighter, stealth bomber, and an F22 did a flyover at the Rose Bowl then they did one over my house too!!!!!! Planes are cool! =) I tried chasing them but they got away. Kitty Yeah, thats a bummer, sort of like trying to find the end of a rainbow and the pot of gold. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 2, 2004 Share Posted January 2, 2004 Originally posted by Boo Radley: So, I just get back from spending New Years with a group of people who's idea of a wild par-tay is to have three drinks in a period of six hours, begin nodding off at 10:30 and be in bed by 12:01Oh these were your 'friends'! Those 'friends' you alluded to in your last post. Real party animals, aren't they? How did you handle the pace?!!!! Mace Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Speedy Posted January 2, 2004 Share Posted January 2, 2004 6 pages in 13 hours, c'mon guys I can't even read half that fast! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 2, 2004 Share Posted January 2, 2004 Originally posted by Speedy: 6 pages in 13 hours, c'mon guys I can't even read half that fast! Because your lips get tired? p.s. Leeeeeo is a gamey, last turn, flag rushing CRACK HO! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 2, 2004 Share Posted January 2, 2004 Originally posted by Kitty: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Boo Radley: nothing resembling either wit or hatred. You're funny looking and I hate you. There. Kitty </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 2, 2004 Share Posted January 2, 2004 Originally posted by Mace: Oh these were your 'friends'! Those 'friends' you alluded to in your last post. Real party animals, aren't they? How did you handle the pace?!!!! Mace Maybe it wasn't in my best interest to spike the punch with Xanax? p.s. And before I forget, Leeeeeo is a gamey, last turn, flag rushing CRACK HO! Thank you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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