Stuka Posted January 3, 2008 Author Share Posted January 3, 2008 I did offer photos of someone else's wife I 'knew' for awhile....and did you accept my offer? We both know the answer to that..... Now go prepare your spare room, I wish to visit one day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by dalem: Some of those chicks on Charmed were pretty hot. I always pegged you for someone who would lie down on the floor and let Shannen Doherty walk on you with high heels and a whip made out of live mink. Did I ever tell you about how this last summer I was attacked by a baby mink? Little bastard damn near over-turned my kayak, and definitely put a good gouge into the hypalon hull when I was driven against a submerged tree in my efforts to avoid his attack. Sodding mustelidae. When I go out to paddle on a river, I'm not after thinking I'm going to have to avoid the attacks of Ninja Mink. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Stuka: I did offer photos of someone else's wife I 'knew' for awhile....and did you accept my offer? We both know the answer to that.....By the 3rd week, the subscription price for the photos had gone through the roof. The only thing you had to offer was no endless cascade of pop-up banner ads that couldn't be dismissed as quickly as they opened. And there was no picture in which she was wearing a jaunty hat, you bastard! Originally posted by Stuka: Now go prepare your spare room, I wish to visit one day. I don't have a spare room. You come here to visit, I put you up at my family's place south of the Minnesota river (which is very nice), if they are out of town, or Dalem's, which is filled with drink. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted January 3, 2008 Author Share Posted January 3, 2008 I like the sound of Dalem's place. He doesn't have to be there though does he? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 I just checked the calendar, and it's the New Year. I have been coming here for something like 7 years. That's a long time, even for a lunatic. Since I started posting here, the State that I live in has been dragged into war. I've weathered several tough times of unemployment, and dealt with the death of my middle sister. I wrote the 'Hymn to Great Fred', and began the 'Tales of Small Emma'. I've made a lot of friends, but, despite my best efforts, I haven't managed to secure a true 'Mortal Enemy'. At least, not one who could stay the course, and go the distance. I have, of course, been hated by any number of people who rely on velcro to keep their shoes on their feet. They are always with me. I am never alone. I went to the dentist today, after a 5 year hiatus, and they told me my teeth were in great shape. My liver tries to escape, occasionally, but I'm not having with that. I've got two kayaks, now. A Minnesotan who dies without owning a boat is a soul that dies in shame and degradation. From April through October, my life is rich. The rest of the year is ****ty paddling weather. This summer, I will enact my subtle and devious master plan, and my very best small friend Emma will begin to learn to paddle. No child that lives in the State of Minnesota should grow up without learning to paddle. Boats are in our blood. Hell is the absence of boats. Or Indiana. That's pretty much Hell, too. Happy New Year, you lot. [ January 03, 2008, 01:41 AM: Message edited by: Seanachai ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Stuka: I like the sound of Dalem's place. He doesn't have to be there though does he? Of course he does. Don't be a fool. Despite being a Neo-Con Whore, he's a fantastic host. Just watch out for Joe the cat. That vicious little sucker is a vampire. If you wake up with him on your chest, politely remove him to someplace away from you face. Otherwise, he'll bit your nose, and lap up your blood while you're wondering why Dalem's cat just bit you. As you puzzle over it, you'll find you're growing weaker...and weaker...until, almost gracefully, you lapse into unconsciousness. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted January 3, 2008 Author Share Posted January 3, 2008 I like cats, but I couldn't eat a whole one.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PawBroon Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Yada yada...: Why, I myself am a veteran of the 'Running With HMGs' thread, the 'Bren Tripod' threads.You thus qualify for a Noob Award then. Where were you while the Real McCoys were ducking it out in the various incarnation of the 'Horses & Civilians' threads? Did you once in your life as a Penger make demands on Steve to include cows in CMBO so that you could gun them down with the earliest Bren carriers whose Bren was first a stoopid Japanese Type96? Meeh, come back when you've finally reached that famed Dorosh like obnoxious status. Have I mentioned that I could provide you with pics of my various wifes too? Now that I have your attention, could you be persuaded to send me a setup for those of the CM* which are actually running in your PowerPC hell? Nothing big as I have played the games almost as regularly as I post here. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lars Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Seanachai: Did I ever tell you about how this last summer I was attacked by a baby mink? Little bastard damn near over-turned my kayak, and definitely put a good gouge into the hypalon hull when I was driven against a submerged tree in my efforts to avoid his attack. Sodding mustelidae. When I go out to paddle on a river, I'm not after thinking I'm going to have to avoid the attacks of Ninja Mink. Try the ocean. Pussy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BFCElvis Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Look at Seanachai droppoing a little Ian Hunter on my first thing in the morning. Mad props. I'll work up something and try to include him. There are several true stories that involving that filthy swine that the statute of limitations hasn't been reached on yet. Maybe I could just change the names. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Seanachai: I don't have a spare room. You could make him sleep on the floor, but he might stick to it. He could curl up at the foot of your bed. There's probably plenty of room Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiram Sedai Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Leeo: The MBT is the place where people talk with Noba. I've started and never finshed myriad games with Hiram. I fought over a city with Elvis (and even bought him and Philly Phellatiator a beer over the internet). I'm surprised you even remember way back when. What game was that? I must have started but not finished dozens of games of CMBO, CMBB, and CMAK over the years. I do remember the beer though. I remember aging three years between turns with my MRPeng games while he would randomly change email addresses midstream. I have also suffered from too much OGSF and Croda. well...thanks for the beer. NOTE TO SELF: Never click anything in the King of South Philly's Sig Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Leeo Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 To bad you're sooo far away from the blessed coast, Hiram. Were you near, I'd enjoy buying you enough beers to make you puke. Not that the reverse peristalsis is the goal, it's just a bonus side effect. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bauhaus Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Elvis: Look at Seanachai droppoing a little Ian Hunter on my first thing in the morning. Mad props. I'll work up something and try to include him. There are several true stories that involving that filthy swine that the statute of limitations hasn't been reached on yet. Maybe I could just change the names. Wow, Elvis you've had more multi-syllabic postings in one thread than I can remember in ages. Did you make a New Year's resolution to wank less? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dave H Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Seanachai: (snip) Hell is the absence of boats. Or Indiana. That's pretty much Hell, too.So that tortured little speck of a brain cell floating in the great vacuum between your ears equates everyplace warmer that Minnissippisota with Hell? Even Small Emma probably knows that Dante's Ninth (and lowest) Circle of Hell held traitors encased in ICE! Sounds exactly like the Twin Cities to me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Seanachai: We'd use a hammer to knock your toes off, and put them into our rum&cokes in lieu of ice. Eeeeewwwwwww! All that toe jam, athletes foot and assorted other god knows what exotic tropical life forms??? Not in my drink you won't! Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Seanachai: Did I ever tell you about how this last summer I was attacked by a baby mink? Little bastard damn near over-turned my kayak, and definitely put a good gouge into the hypalon hull when I was driven against a submerged tree in my efforts to avoid his attack. Sodding mustelidae. When I go out to paddle on a river, I'm not after thinking I'm going to have to avoid the attacks of Ninja Mink. He was probably just coming over to make friends. You could have had a new little love buddy if you were just a little more hospitable, you sick, paranoid bugger. You remind me of Jimmy Carter defending himself from a fecking rabbit. Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted January 3, 2008 Share Posted January 3, 2008 Originally posted by Seanachai: I've got two kayaks, now.You remind me of the definition of a prosperous Georgia farmer: One who has two cars up on blocks in his front yard. Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 4, 2008 Share Posted January 4, 2008 Monitor problem fixed. Turns out. And to think, all I had to do was put the balls on the other side!* (Obscure reference. Any takers?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dalem Posted January 4, 2008 Share Posted January 4, 2008 Originally posted by Boo Radley: And to think, all I had to do was put the balls on the other side!* (Obscure reference. Any takers?) Um, the last drunken sailor you picked up hitchhiking? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Egbert Posted January 4, 2008 Share Posted January 4, 2008 Originally posted by Boo Radley: Monitor problem fixed. Turns out. And to think, all I had to do was put the balls on the other side!* (Obscure reference. Any takers?) Igor's hump in Young Frankenstein? (Not that there's anything wrong with that.) [ January 03, 2008, 10:07 PM: Message edited by: Egbert ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moraine Sedai Posted January 4, 2008 Share Posted January 4, 2008 Originally posted by Egbert: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Boo Radley: Monitor problem fixed. Turns out. And to think, all I had to do was put the balls on the other side!* (Obscure reference. Any takers?) Igor's hump in Young Frankenstein? (Not that there's anything wrong with that.) </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 4, 2008 Share Posted January 4, 2008 Nope. Every single one of you is wrong. Not that we should find this as a surprise. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 4, 2008 Share Posted January 4, 2008 Originally posted by Michael Emrys: Eeeeewwwwwww! All that toe jam! Michael 1950's advertising jingle: Grandma's old fashioned toe jam Comin' to a store near you Grandma's old fashioned toe jam It'll turn your tongue bright blue You can... Spread it on crackers You can spread it on bread If you spread it on your sister You may end up dead! Grandma's old fashioned toe jam Buy it in jars or tubs Grandma's old fashioned toe jam It'll rid your lawn of grubs You can... Polish fine silver Repair a bird's nest But if you use it as a food source You'll be laid to your eternal rest... Mmmmmm, Grandma! These are the things I come up with while driving in to work. Have pity on me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted January 4, 2008 Share Posted January 4, 2008 Boo Radley blurted this in a typically unthinking moment: These are the things I come up with while driving in to work. Have pity on me.If "Golly, I'm sure glad I'M not Boo Radley" can be construed as PITY ... then rest assured lad that we always have ... always. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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