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and now i can let this post sink into obscurity without ever checking it again, i can go on with my life content and happy!
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I would have stolen post 600, but someone double-posted. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif
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Rags, has the Fimbulvinter numbed your ability to read or something?
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I don't steal anything, anyway, the cantina thread is much more vaulable http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif
I'll happily pladge my equity to the cantina when i get a house!!! I'd love to live there anyway http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif This threads my working residence [ October 29, 2002, 18:34: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ] |
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Hey you. Yeah, you.
Thou art a knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave; a lily-livered, action-taking knave; a whoreson, glass-glazing, superserviceable, finical rogue; one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that woudst be a bawd in way of good service, and art nothing but the composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pandar, and the son and heir of a mongrel *****; one whom I will beat into clamorous whining, if thou deniest the least syllable of thy addition. |
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Your mother was a hamster and your father smells of elderberries.
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If that's the case then....Yo momma so fat, she has 3 zip codes. Yo momma so fat, I had to take a bus, a train, AND a flight... Just to get on her good side! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif |
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OUCH!
How dare you, sir! Take this: Yo mama's so ugly, she went into a haunted house and came out with a job application. (Note the Halloween theme for extra points). http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif |
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Hmmm, nice one! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif
Yo daddy so ugly, yo momma took that application home and handed it to him saying, "Here, I think you have more of a chance getting this job." That was lame but I had nothing else to use. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif |
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Stone mill just cracks me up!===> LOL & ROF
Remind me not to engage in a verbal match with him! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif |
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Now children.... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif
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Don't click on this link. It is nothing. Really.
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Third time I've seen that link, and only two of them were Fyron http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/tongue.gif
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I've seen that link too much already...
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If you wish to be abused, you can always go *here*.
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Wardad: That's Shakespear.
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You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As they say in Texas. I'll bet you couldn't pour piss out of a boot with instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you.
You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done. I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly. You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meatslapper. On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you my not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you. P.S. You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine,conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystopic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, arassive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, socially-retarded, puerile, clueless, and generally Not Good. 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LMAO!
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ROFLOL! Oh my dear god, that was too friggin hilarious!
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You vacuous, toffee-nosed, malodorous pervert! (Or is that Pervect? - oops, mixing fictional characters again)... |
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This is an argument, insults are further down the hall.
It's an argument, honestly, it is. It is. Yes it is. It is. An argument this is. ... An argument is simply contradicting whatever your opponent says. It is, truly. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon8.gif [ October 30, 2002, 16:20: Message edited by: Ruatha ] |
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Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries
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I wanted to get to this before anyone else...
(edited for readability) "You are a distusting fatbody! Did your mother have any childeren that lived? I didn't know they stacked poop that high! Who's the slimy communist poop twinkle-toed #@%! who just signed his own death warrant?!?" http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif |
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Yo mama is sooo baaaddddd that...
She was fired from the sperm bank for drinking on the job. --------------------------------------------- HEYYYY!!!! When did this stop being the abuse thread. You wanted abuse you turkey!!! This is missdirection. Abuse is down the flippen hall. [ October 30, 2002, 16:56: Message edited by: Wardad ] |
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Okay, it's an old one, but still.
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I got joke. I just got it in a email I get every day with jokes.
A group of kindergartners were trying to become accustomed to the first grade. The biggest hurdle they faced was that the teacher insisted on no baby talk. "You need to use 'big people' words, she'd always remind them. She asked Chris what he had done over the weekend. "I went to visit my Nana." "No, you went to visit your Grandmother. Use big people words!" She then asked Mitchell what he had done. "I took a ride on a choo-choo." The teacher said "No, you took a ride on a TRAIN. Use big people words." She then asked Bobby what he had done. "I read a book," he replied. "That's WONDERFUL!" the teacher said. "What book did you read?" Bobby thought about it, then puffed out his little chest with great pride and said, "Winnie the SH!T." Enjoy! [ October 30, 2002, 17:47: Message edited by: Ragnarok ] |
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Pick upon another profession numbnuts</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Hah. Getting kissed by a lawyer isn't hard. You can get a lawyer to do anything if you pay their fee. It's just a matter of finding one in your price range Laz. To be fair though the legal equivalent of Jennifer Lopez would probably be too much. Unless you find one that will do it "pro-bono". http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif Geoschmo |
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with all apologies due to the late, great Dr. Seuss and his "green eggs and ham", may I present
"lame ads and spam"... I am Sam Sam I am! That Sam I am That Sam I am! I do NOT like that Sam I am! Do you like lame ads and spam? Would you like them here or there? I would not like them here or there I would not like them anywhere! I do NOT like lame ads and spam I do NOT like them, Sam I am Would you, could you...sell your site? Would you if the price were right? I would not, could not sell my site I would not if the price were right! I do not like them here or there I do not like them ANYWHERE! I do NOT like lame ads and spam I do NOT like them, Sam I am Would you...could you...just take stock? Would you, since our IPO's a lock? I would not COULD not just take stock I don't believe that it's a lock I would not, could not sell my site I would not if the price were right! I do not like them here or there I do not like them ANYWHERE! I do NOT like lame ads and spam I do NOT like them, Sam I am Would you, could you, use our nav bar? Would you, could you, be our star! I would not COULD not with that nav bar I would not COULD not be your star! I would not COULD not just take stock I don't believe that it's a lock I would not, could not sell my site I would not if the price were right! I do not like them here or there I do not like them ANYWHERE! I do NOT like lame ads and spam I do NOT like them, Sam I am Would you, could you...chat Online? Try it, try it! I swear, I'm fine! I would not COULD not chat Online. You may like it...you will see You may like talking nasty with me! I would not, could not, so just pay me! If you can't pay, then LET ME BE! I would not COULD not just take stock I don't believe that it's a lock I would not, could not sell my site I would not if the price were right! I do not like them here or there I do not like them ANYWHERE! I do NOT like lame ads and spam I do NOT like them, Sam I am More stock! More stock! Would you, could you for more stock? Not for more stock, and not Online You can't pay me, and you're not fine! I would not COULD not just take stock I don't believe that it's a lock I would not, could not sell my site I would not if the price were right! I do not like them here or there I do not like them ANYWHERE! I do NOT like lame ads and spam I do NOT like them, Sam I am You...do not LIKE lame ads and spam? I do NOT like them, Sam I am. Could you...would you...cheat on clicks? Could you help me pay for chicks? I would not COULD not cheat on clicks I would not help you pay for chicks I would not COULD not just take stock I don't believe that it's a lock I would not, could not sell my site I would not if the price were right! I do not like them here or there I do not like them ANYWHERE! I do NOT like lame ads and spam I do NOT like them, Sam I am ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ http://www.liquid2k.com/cl2/humor.htm ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ |
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I was at Esthers Follies in Austin Texas where they did an hilarious skit called Sam Da Man. Would You, Could You, Wham and Bam.... ...on a boat.... with a goat....etc... also for your benefit(RATED R): This is one of the very few country songs that I listened to more than once. You'll have to forgive the poor ole redneck for the misspelled word. Can't expect them to get all those words right!! 2 legged Bill http://www.101kgb.com/media/tittiesandbeer.swf [ October 30, 2002, 22:38: Message edited by: Wardad ] |
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Geo walks in to the Cantina.
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Wow. This is devious. I would expect concequences and repercussions.
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Man, I hate to be the owner of this thread when Tigga comes around... Trying to take his business... All I can say is, it wasn't me!</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">LOL! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif But don't you enjoy being a vampire now? |
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..>tiny sound<..
...>faint noise<... ....>very quick motion at door<.... ...>carefully Taz peeks in at this strange place<... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif Nope. Definately NOT the Cantina! Why there's not even a bar!!! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif Attention!!! This is to warn all inhabitants of this Cantina Clone! Attention!!! The laws of Space/Time ( AND GT http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon8.gif ) are being broken! There CANNOT be more than one cantina existing within the Space/Time Continunm at one time! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon9.gif I recommend immediate withdraw from this thread. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif ...>Taz's head is quickly withdrawn<... ...>retreating whirlwind sounds<... ..>all is quiet<.. |
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Fyron watches as a bar is installed in the Cantina Clone. All the drinks and such that are in the normal Cantina are then set up at the bar. A large life-like cut-out poster of Taz is then set up behind the bar.
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Growltigga walks in to the Clone Cantina, he surveys the dreary surroundings of the fake establishment and then walks outside.
He turns to the assembled ranks of Byzantine, Saracen, Almohad and Spanish military might. "Men, mongoose, raccoons and other assorted woodland creatures, this is it, the big one. Light those naptha bombs, fire up the siege engines, terminate with extreme prejudice, this is not any hicksville redneck bar that needs torching, this is plagiarism" "Cry havoc, and let slip the squirrels of war" |
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Fyron had left the premesis long before, of course. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif
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But is carefully and surrupticiously having an eye kept on him by the CSS (Cantina Secret Service), as when the revolution comes, he is going to be the first one in the torture chamber and no mistake
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