Seanachai Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 You shower!! I'm sitting in a coffee shop in South Minneapolis and I'm using my new wireless pda to tell you all: HAPPY NEW YEAR! Now bugger off and someone get me a beer. Bloody Aussies, make yourselves useful! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 I have a beer for you sitting right in front of me here. Oh wtf, you'll never get to it in time before it gets warm. *drinks it* It was the least I could do. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrPeng Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Sir 37mm: Snippered yammerings of a diseased, eyeless popgun. Now please, pretty, please with a cherry on top can I have the pleasure of grinding you...? Uh, OK? Send a fookin setup. Whatever you like. I'm as easy as Boo! on a first date. And is that any way for a messiah to talk to his overlord? Sheesh. I don't get no respeck, not even from me own fookin messiah. Bitch. Speaking of that worthless pile of Boo!, we are on or about turn 30 of our Blood Hamster! match and its looking fairly even at this juncture. We have both had the pleasure of aniha... anhili... destroying nearly a full company of the other side, in similar ways, with nasty armored teeth ripping unprotected infantry to bloody, shreddy bits although UNLIKE Boo! I was able to take out one of his T-34s with - are you ready for this? 2 frightened and hiding guys who lobbed two grenades at his tank. Grenade one HIT! Immobilized T-34. Grenade two HIT! "eeek! let's get out of here!" the crew abandons the tank. I am also in the middle of an entirely futile excercise of trying to out flank him with a platoon of Pz IIIs. I telegraphed the move so egregiously and it is taking so long to do that he can spend the rest of the game - which is what it will take for the IIIs to get into position - to decide what to do about them. It was so badly executed that if I do lose, and I am thinking we will come down to a matter of a couple of points difference in a draw, that it could be the deciding factor. Although if I win the difference in the game will forever be that tank that got taken out by two frightened and lonely troopers huddled in a little scrap of scattered trees, desperately throwing a grenade at a steel behemoth's tracks. Yeah, that was great. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 2, 2006 Author Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: You shower!! I'm sitting in a coffee shop in South Minneapolis and I'm using my new wireless pda... Wonderful. Yet another gadget you can use to connect to the internet without having to bother to send me a turn, you suppository! I'm only playing four games right now. Well, I'm actually playing six, but between you and OGSF and your abysmal turn sending, it seems like four. I was also playing MrSpkr and Papa Kahn, but both dropped out after a few turns, no doubt fearing my tactical brilliance. I need a new victim. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stoat Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Boo Radley: I need a new victim. I'm ripe for victimizing. Err..you know what I mean. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 2, 2006 Author Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by stoat: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Boo Radley: I need a new victim. I'm ripe for victimizing. Err..you know what I mean. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrPeng Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Boo! 22 minutes after my post you are posting here when you COULD be sending a turn. Slacker. Well, its TOO LATE NOW. I have to get to bed because I have to go to work tomorrow. Feh. So even in a turn shows up in my inbox like right now and stuff I wont be able to process it because I am going to bed. to sleep. perchance to nightmare. I don' want to go back to work. I've been off since 12/22 and I don't LIKE work anymore. no no no no no. Oh, here's the turn. I'll send it right back. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stoat Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Boo Radley: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by stoat: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Boo Radley: I need a new victim. I'm ripe for victimizing. Err..you know what I mean. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OGSF Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Boo Radley: I'm only playing four games right now. Well, I'm actually playing six, but between you and OGSF and your abysmal turn sending, it seems like four. Wha didnye hae a thick British Rail mug o' shut tha feck oop? Ye'll get a poxy turrn whain Ah say ye will, an' noo before. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Boo Radley: Yet another gadget you can use to connect to the internet without having to bother to send me a turn, you suppository! I wouldn't stress it Boo, not only does Sean-itchy not send turns, he doesn't reply to freindly chit-chat emails either, must be using that PDA to access Gnome porn or sumfink.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Stuka: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Michael Emrys: merely a typo I thought all your posts were typos. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Michael Emrys: you have a lisp. The chicks find my lisp to be a real turn on.. You know Michael, 'chicks'....oh, thats right....you wouldn't....you being all 'pure' and all.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by MrPeng: I've been off since 12/22You can complain! I've been off since I was born. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Stuka: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Boo Radley: Yet another gadget you can use to connect to the internet without having to bother to send me a turn, you suppository! I wouldn't stress it Boo, not only does Sean-itchy not send turns, he doesn't reply to freindly chit-chat emails either, must be using that PDA to access Gnome porn or sumfink.... </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: Firefly is one of the best Sci-Fi series ever made.AMEN TO THAT, BROTHER!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 *sniff* That was......beautiful.... now, answer your email you beautiful, wonderful bastard! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 And here's a great big fierce hug to MrPeng, without whom none of this would have been necessary! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Stuka: now, answer your email you beautiful, wonderful bastard! My email? Which email, Stuka, you git? Look I don't want it enhanced! I just want it to shut the hell up and leave me alone! I'm an old man! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 2006? Pathetic. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Yeknodathon: 2006? Pathetic. Oh, Yeknod. Are you asking me to dance? It's gonna be a better year, Donkey. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 *tap tap* may I cut in? Aren't you a cute little donkey....come here often? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 I'm not recognising 2006 until it gets decidedly better. Which it won't. And explains why it is still 1956 so I'm still waiting for 1957. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Originally posted by Stuka: *tap tap* may I cut in? Aren't you a cute little donkey....come here often? [puckers gorged donkey lips while a tail lashes against cold tree bark] *tap tap tap tap tap tap tapapapapapappapapapa tap* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Me for bed, then, you tossers. And a jolly singsong to you, before I disappear: Sit down by the fire And I’ll tell you a story To send you away to your bed Of the things you hear creeping When everyone’s sleeping And you wish you were out here instead It isn’t the mice in the wall It isn’t the wind in the well But each night they march Out of that hole in the wall Passing through on their way Out of hell They’re the things that you see When you wake up and scream The cold things that follow you Down the boreen They live in the small ring of trees on the hill Up at the top of the field And they dance on the rain And they dance on the wind They tap on the window When no-one is in And if ever you see them Pretend that you’re dead Or they’ll bite off your head They’ll rip out your liver And dance on your neck They dance on your head They dance on your chest They give you the cramp And the cholic for jest They’re the things that you see When you wake up and scream The cold things that follow you Down the boreen They live in the small ring of trees on the hill Up at the top of the field They play on the wind They sing on the rain They dance on your eyes They dance in your brain Remember this place It is damp and it’s cold The best place on earth But it’s dark and it’s old So lie near the wall And cover your head Good night and God bless, Now **** off to bed Sit Down By the Fire -the Pogues Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Seanachai, how many times must we tell you ... when you can't feel the end of your nose, either because you simply can't, no matter how hard you try, touch it, OR because it's lost all feeling, then it's time to STOP DRINKING! And no, that doesn't mean you can go back to sniffing copier toner either. I'm thinking this new wireless PDA is a BAD thing, affording you the time and ability to post while still in the pub. Your post, however, was right to pay homage to those who were there at the dawn of time, and those who have come after and then left ... mind you in the case of Papa Khann that's a GOOD thing, that shambling, drunken, good for nothing layabout excuse for a Squire who became a freaking REAL ESTATE AGENT! But that doesn't mean that it's all dead and gone. The Peng Challenge Thread hasn't, for a long time now, been about Peng but about the community ... a community without a mayor or city council, one that needed no police as it policed itself and one that, at the end of the day, evidenced more friendship and congeniality than boards dealing with flower arranging or what not. And that is due to ... YOU. You and the other Olde Ones who set the table for us to dine upon. As Washington was the man who would not be King, so Seanachai, Berli and Peng were the ... what in the HELL are you three anyway? Well, that's the beauty of it isn't it? No one, who wasn't part of it for a good while, would ever be able to understand the unique chemistry of the Mutha Beautiful Thread. So here's to YOU Seanachai, you and Berli and even that drunken sot Peng (though, to be fair, singling out ONE of you as a drunken sot requires scientific discrimination with carefully calibrated instruments). And here's a Jolly Sing Song: Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot and days of auld lang syne? For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne, we'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne. Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot and days of auld lang syne? And here's a hand, my trusty friend And gie's a hand o' thine We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne. And Gawd Bless Us, Every One!... Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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