HEAR YE, DECREES FROM YOUR KING
Danny C.
I have become ruler:
Decree the 1st: Your Lord King's name shall NEVER be uttered by peasants
such as you. He shall be referred to only as the Lord Master.
Decree the 2nd: The Master Lord Reverend King has set apart a select
counsel. They are as follows
Sir Fluffy - Holy Priest, and advisor to the King Master Lord.
Sir Dexter - Counselor to the Rverend Master Lord King.
Sir Fester - Cabin boy.
Decree the 3rd: No fat chicks.
That is all for now. Additional decrees will be posted as needed.
-Sir Lord King Master Danny C.
--
RUKLER OF ALT.NERD.OBSESSIVE
KING OF THE NERDS
Fester
> I, King Danny the C., have set forth a few rules for this kingdom of which
> I have become ruler:
>
> Decree the 1st: Your Lord King's name shall NEVER be uttered by peasants
> such as you. He shall be referred to only as the Lord Master.
>
> Decree the 2nd: The Master Lord Reverend King has set apart a select
> counsel. They are as follows
> Sir Fluffy - Holy Priest, and advisor to the King Master Lord.
> Sir Dexter - Counselor to the Rverend Master Lord King.
> Sir Fester - Cabin boy.
>
> Decree the 3rd: No fat chicks.
>
> That is all for now. Additional decrees will be posted as needed.
My Lord Master, greatest King of Kings, ruler of heaven, Earth, hell
and all that lies between, with the specific inclusion of thy personal
domain of alt.nerd.obsessive, as thy Cabin boy, a position of rank and
stature within thy personal council and therefore of some
consideration, even if minor, in thy personal matters, I feel
obligated to necessitate a transferrance of information from mine own
humble servant-like, yet knavish opinions on matters of state to thy
most impressive and kingly intelligence which suprasses all and will
never be exceeded - nay challenged! - between the dawn of earth and
its set, regarding matters relating to thy newly-decreed decrees which
you so graciously and royally enacted such a short time ago over the
peasants and other members of this wonderous and gloriously utopian
society Lorded over by thy benevolent, honorable and glorious self,
this very day the ninteenth of November, in the year of two thousand
and one. I must say that in the consideration of such matters that
become important to one so privelidge to know thy kingly and Lordly
self that i have come to the most humble conclusion, regarding the
newly-decreed decrees which you so graciously and royally enacted
such a short time ago over the peasants and other members of this
wonderous and gloriously utopian society Lorded over by thy
benevolent, honorable and glorious self, this very day the ninteenth
of November, in the year of two thousand and one that sometimes one
even of a knavish and unworthy sort such as that of myself must think
and consider in a higher mind and a level of thinking much higher than
most but not even nearly approaching the intellect of thy vast and
neverending intelligence the matter of what should happen when one
retires to their chamber or to thier bed at the end of a long day of
toil and embrace the sweet mistress, the succubi, the witch of the
night which is sleep. To die: to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to
say we end the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh
is heir to, 'tis a consummation devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to
sleep; to sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; for in that
sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this
mortal coil, must give us pause: there's the respect that makes
calamity of so long life; for who would bear the whips and scorns of
time, the oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, the pangs of
despised love, the law's delay, the insolence of office and the
spurns that patient merit of the unworthy takes, when he himself
might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of
something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn
no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear
those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus
conscience does make cowards of us all; And thus the native hue of
resolution is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, and
enterprises of great pith and moment with this regard their
currents turn awry, and lose the name of action. My King, My Lord
Master, sometimes I remember the history of our most benevolent
fatherland, this wonderous and gloriously utopian
society Lorded over by thy benevolent, honorable and glorious self.
Why, Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth, upon
this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated
to the proposition that "all men are created equal" Now we are
engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any
nation so conceived, and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met
on a great battle field of that war. We come to dedicate a portion of
it, as a final resting place for those who died here, that the
nation might live. This we may, in all propriety do. But, in a
larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can
not hallow, this ground -- The brave men, living and dead, who
struggled here, have hallowed it, far above our poor power to add
or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we
say here; while it can never forget what they did here. It is rather
for us, the living, we here be dedicated to the great task remaining
before us -- that, from these honored dead we take increased
devotion to that cause for which they here, gave the last full
measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve these dead shall
not have died in vain; that the nation, shall have a new birth of
freedom, and that government of the people by the people for the
people, shall not perish from the earth. And even, as you spoke to
us, from your most hallowed and royal and honorable mouth, we
remember: The priests the Levites, and all the tribe of Levi, shall
have no part nor inheritance with Israel: they shall eat the
offerings of the Lord made by fire, and his inheritance. Therefore
shall they have no inheritance among their brethren: the Lord is
their inheritance, as he hath said unto them. And this shall be
the priest's due from the people, from them that offer a sacrifice,
whether it be ox or sheep; and they shall give unto the priest the
shoulder, and the two cheeks, and the maw. The firstfruit also of
thy corn, of thy wine, and of thine oil, and the first of the
fleece of thy sheep, shalt thou give him. For the Lord thy God hath
chosen him out of all thy tribes, to stand to minister in the name
of the Lord, him and his sons for ever. And if a Levite come from
any of thy gates out of all Israel, where he sojourned, and come
with all the desire of his mind unto the place which the Lord shall
choose; Then he shall minister in the name of the Lord his God, as
all his brethren the Levites do, which stand there before the Lord.
They shall have like portions to eat, beside that which cometh of
the sale of his patrimony. When thou art come into the land which
the Lord thy God giveth thee, thou shalt not learn to do after the
abominations of those nations. There shall not be found among you
any one that maketh his son or his daughter to pass through the
fire, or that useth divination, or an observer of times, or an
enchanter, or a witch. Or a charmer, or a consulter with familiar
spirits, or a wizard, or a necromancer. Keep this always in mind, my
most benevolent and beloved Lord Master.
- Thy Humble Cabin Boy, Sir Fester
--
-- Fester
Idea: Stop drinking varnish.
==============================
Danny C.
I DIDNT READ TIHS IT SI TOE LONG
-MASTER LORD REVEREND PRIEST SIR KING KNIGHT RULER Danny C.
--
HATE MAIL IS NOT READ IN JAIL INSTEAD
Honest Abe
21:22, Danny C. at dan...@marjoram.yow took its finger out of its ass and
typed into the world of alt.nerd.obsessive:
> I, King Danny the C., have set forth a few rules for this kingdom of which
> I have become ruler:
>
> Decree the 1st: Your Lord King's name shall NEVER be uttered by peasants
> such as you. He shall be referred to only as the Lord Master.
>
> Decree the 2nd: The Master Lord Reverend King has set apart a select
> counsel. They are as follows
> Sir Fluffy - Holy Priest, and advisor to the King Master Lord.
> Sir Dexter - Counselor to the Rverend Master Lord King.
> Sir Fester - Cabin boy.
>
> Decree the 3rd: No fat chicks.
>
> That is all for now. Additional decrees will be posted as needed.
i have a decree: EAT MY ASS
--
Honest Abe, The Most Honest Man on Usenet
violence is close at hand
you are damned if you do
and if you don't, damned
YOW!!! I am having fun!!!
Diego Martinez
festering in my mind, so I might as well just post it:
I refuse to submit to a repressive monarchy! Viva la Revolucion! Death
to the King! The only kind of freedom is freedom from repression! Down
with the monarchy! Morte pour le Roi! Viva la France!
Here ends my rabble-rousing reply. All flames WILL go to /dev/null/
Diego.
Danny C.
> Here begins my rabble-rousing reply. I cannot stop this reply from
> festering in my mind, so I might as well just post it:
>
> I refuse to submit to a repressive monarchy! Viva la Revolucion! Death
> to the King! The only kind of freedom is freedom from repression! Down
> with the monarchy! Morte pour le Roi! Viva la France!
GUARDS, EAT HIS SOULD.
-Danny C.
--
The Wright Bothers weren't the first to fly. They were just the first
not to crash.
Danny C.
> In <slrn9vjfnf...@pit.robblerobble>, on Monday 19 November 2001
> 21:22, Danny C. at dan...@marjoram.yow took its finger out of its ass and
> typed into the world of alt.nerd.obsessive:
>
>> I, King Danny the C., have set forth a few rules for this kingdom of which
>> I have become ruler:
>>
>> Decree the 1st: Your Lord King's name shall NEVER be uttered by peasants
>> such as you. He shall be referred to only as the Lord Master.
>>
>> Decree the 2nd: The Master Lord Reverend King has set apart a select
>> counsel. They are as follows
>> Sir Fluffy - Holy Priest, and advisor to the King Master Lord.
>> Sir Dexter - Counselor to the Rverend Master Lord King.
>> Sir Fester - Cabin boy.
>>
>> Decree the 3rd: No fat chicks.
>>
>> That is all for now. Additional decrees will be posted as needed.
>
> i have a decree: EAT MY ASS
I have repored you to yuour ISP for troling my goup
Diego Martinez
an authoritarian master named Danny C.! We must not let the revolution
reach a horrible Thermidorean Reaction! We must continue with the
ideals of freedom against the tyrants who attempt to take it! Defend
the revolution! Keep tyrants in their place!
``Aux armes, citoyens.
Formez vous battallions,
Marchons, marchons.
Qu'un sang impur abreuve nos sillons!''
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Danny C.
GUARDS, SOULD EATING! _NOW_!
Diego Martinez
Your guards are not listening! They are infused with the spirit of the
Revolution! Your Swiss guard has deserted you. As for your regular
armies, they saw the advantages of the revolution long ago. It is time
to send you to the guillotine. Morte pour le Roi!
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
``DSL is LSD spelled backwards''
Danny C.
Stop being mean to me :(
Diego R. Martinez
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
> Alright, I'll stop. The thing is, you should not set yourself up as a King.
But.... he IS the King!
Diego R. Martinez
against the definition of democracy.
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
> against the definition of democracy.
WHO FUCKING SAID THIS WAS A DEMOCRACY?
HE'S THE KING, FUCKBAG, NOW GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE BEFORE I SHOVE
YESTERDAY'S NEWSPAPER SO FAR UP YOUR ASS THAT YOU'LL BE VOMITING THE
WEATHER REPORT.
Danny C.
> Alright, I'll stop. The thing is, you should not set yourself up as a King.
I AM a King. I own this newsgroup. I and King and Ruler of the people here.
You cannot deny this, you noob.
Diego R. Martinez
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Danny C.
> I saw Diego R. Martinez rant about the following:
>> Fester, this is a democracy. There is no king in a democracy. It goes completely
>> against the definition of democracy.
>
> WHO FUCKING SAID THIS WAS A DEMOCRACY?
>
> HE'S THE KING, FUCKBAG, NOW GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE BEFORE I SHOVE
> YESTERDAY'S NEWSPAPER SO FAR UP YOUR ASS THAT YOU'LL BE VOMITING THE
> WEATHER REPORT.
Thank you, cabin boy.
You can eat tonight!
Diego R. Martinez
won't be able to pester you.
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
>> I saw Diego R. Martinez rant about the following:
>>> Fester, this is a democracy. There is no king in a democracy. It goes completely
>>> against the definition of democracy.
>>
>> WHO FUCKING SAID THIS WAS A DEMOCRACY?
>>
>> HE'S THE KING, FUCKBAG, NOW GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE BEFORE I SHOVE
>> YESTERDAY'S NEWSPAPER SO FAR UP YOUR ASS THAT YOU'LL BE VOMITING THE
>> WEATHER REPORT.
>
> Thank you, cabin boy.
> You can eat tonight!
Oh boy! I hope it's Manchowder again!
Fester
> won't be able to pester you.
We'd actually prefer to dominate you and your people, rather than
diminishing the vastness of our Lord Master's empire to suit your whims.
NOW WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT THE HOLE, TOUCHER MCCHILDREN? GET IN IT AND
SHUT YOUR GONNOREAH-INFESTED MOUTHHOLE BEFORE I PULL YOUR FORESKIN
OVER YOUR HEAD AND TATTOO A NUDE PICTURE OF MAYA ANGELOU ON YOUR
BACK.
Diego R. Martinez
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
>
FINAL WARNING, SHITGUZZLER. THE HOLE. NOW.
CONSEQUENCE FOR DISOBEDIANCE? A BIG BOOST TO YOUR SEX LIFE WHICH
INVOLVES ROGER EBERT, A TANK FULL OF STARVING PIRRANAHS AND A SIX
HUNDRED POUND GERMAN WOMAN WITH NO BOWEL CONTROL AND A BAD METH HABIT.
ALL INSIDE A TUB FILLED WITH THE BOILING REMAINS OF YOUR SISTERS
SIXTEEN ABORTED FETUSES.
GOT IT?
Diego R. Martinez
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
Would you like a chestnut?
Diego R. Martinez
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
So that's a no to the chestnut then?
Danny C.
> If you do own this newsgroup, stop it from reaching my news server. That way I
> won't be able to pester you.
Why would I do that? Dear peasant, I enjoy controlling you. I control every
aspect of your daily life.
I am your GOD.
-Lord Danny C.
--
Ruler and King of ANO
Diego R. Martinez
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Diego R. Martinez
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
Could I interest you in a savings account?
Diego R. Martinez
Why the fuck would I want a savings account?
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
> Why the fuck would I want a savings account?
So you can save things, fucktard.
Jesus Motherfucking Christ in a dumptruck, what kind of simple,
uneducated person doesn't want to save things?
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH ALL HOSE CHESTNUTS I GAVE YOU
IF YOU DON'T HAVE A SAVINGS ACCOUNT? HUH?
Danny C.
> HA!
Bow before me.
-Lord Danny C.
--
Ruler and King of ANO.
Bow before me, for I am your King!
Diego R. Martinez
I DON'T FUCKING WANT TO SAVE THINGS YOU GODDAMN SELF-INFLATED NERF
HERDER!!!
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Diego R. Martinez
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
I'm so sorry.
Would you like a chestnut?
--
Diego R. Martinez
Diego.
dieg...@bu.edu
Danny C.
> HA, HA!
I know you are but what am I.
Fester
Are you sure? I hear they're rather tasty.
I've never actually had one, though. It's company policy not to
sample the merchandise.
Diego R. Martinez
Meet the power of a Dirt Devil
<turns vacuum on>
<sucks Danny in vacuum>
<turns vacuum off>
Now, I am the King and my first and last decree is:
1. to declare alt.nerd.obsessive a democracy with a constitution.
2. to depose myself as King of alt.nerd.obsessive
That is all.
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Diego R. Martinez
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Danny C.
I am still here and I am still King.
You lost.
Diego R. Martinez
that I seriously did not want to do this....
<slaps glove> I challenge you to a duel at dawn! Will you accept the
challenge?
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
I'll have to ask headquarters. It will take approxomately 3-5 business
days to recieve a formal reply. We thank you for your interest in our
company's product.
In the meantime, you can suck my dick.
Diego R. Martinez
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Danny C.
Do you like cheese?
-Danny C.
Fester
No, they collect chestnuts for me.
By the way, would you like one?
Diego R. Martinez
of A.N.O!
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
PS: I do like cheese....
Diego R. Martinez
start screwing your goddamn chestnut collectors? I've got an exam
tomorrow, I'm actually going to do something....
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
> start screwing your goddamn chestnut collectors? I've got an exam
> tomorrow, I'm actually going to do something....
Care to send me a nude pic?
I can arrange for it to be made into a best-selling novel, cowritten
by Mint Julip.
Danny C.
> So you're a coward, eh? A coward like you is not worthy of being called King
> of A.N.O!
If I am to be called a coward, so be it. I must choose my battles wisely,
and this is one I cannot risk.
> PS: I do like cheese....
I enjoy swiss.
Diego R. Martinez
submission by a drunken 300 lb. man as a child?
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Diego R. Martinez
cram it with walnuts, ugly!
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
PS: I'm actually kind of partial to camembert over a perfectly baked, hot French
baguette (and a pretty French brunette (catch my drift?)), but then again that's
just me.
Fester
> submission by a drunken 300 lb. man as a child?
So, no book deal?
Can I at least get a 2-year contract? You can play shortstop, I
promise. New car and everything.
Look, I'm offering you the best that I can. You're not going to find
this kind of a deal anywhere else. You're, but you're no John Elway.
Diego R. Martinez
don't do this....
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
I'd like to suggest that chestnuts be used instead. They're less
expensive and more flavorful! SWITCH TODAY.
OR ELSE.
Diego R. Martinez
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fester
> don't do this....
Good idea. Without that college degree, you're in big trouble.
Although, I suppose all the chestnuts I gave you could hold you over
until the season starts.
God speed.
Danny C.
> Ah, so the "ruler" is frightened, eh? Not so tough without your armies, eh? Well,
> cram it with walnuts, ugly!
A coward? Afraid? No, sir. Simply aware of my weaknesses.
> PS: I'm actually kind of partial to camembert over a perfectly baked, hot French
> baguette (and a pretty French brunette (catch my drift?)), but then again that's
> just me.
I like swiss.
Fuzzbucket
> I, King Danny the C., have set forth a few rules for this kingdom of which
> I have become ruler:
>
> Decree the 1st: Your Lord King's name shall NEVER be uttered by peasants
> such as you. He shall be referred to only as the Lord Master.
>
> Decree the 2nd: The Master Lord Reverend King has set apart a select
> counsel. They are as follows
> Sir Fluffy - Holy Priest, and advisor to the King Master Lord.
> Sir Dexter - Counselor to the Rverend Master Lord King.
> Sir Fester - Cabin boy.
>
> Decree the 3rd: No fat chicks.
>
> That is all for now. Additional decrees will be posted as needed.
>
> -Sir Lord King Master Danny C.
Why troll your own group?
Danny C.
> [...]
> Why troll your own group?
Troll? I am no troll, sir.
-Lord Danny C.
Sunshine
>dieg...@bu.edu
>
Heh, this guy goes to the college I want to go to.
Sunshine
-----
And if you complain once more
You will meet an army of me
"All righty guv'nuh!" -Cliffy B.
Diego Martinez
> Heh, this guy goes to the college I want to go to.
Really? Heh, cool, neat....
Diego Martinez
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Diego Martinez
Actually, if you want, I can give you some pointers in the type of
experience BU has to offer. That offer stands only if you really want
it.
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fuzzbucket
"Danny C." <dan...@marjoram.yow> wrote in message
news:slrn9vl4dr....@pit.robblerobble...
> On 20 Nov 2001 02:05:08 -0800, Fuzzbucket wrote:
> > [...]
> > Why troll your own group?
>
> Troll? I am no troll, sir.
>
You seem to have solicited flaming like one.
--
No sig today so fuck off.
(ICQ 139064407)
Fuzzbucket
"Danny C." <dan...@marjoram.yow> cowered...
> On Tue, 20 Nov 2001 00:47:12 -0500, Diego R. Martinez wrote:
> > Fine! You have forced me to take extreme measures! Let the record show
> > that I seriously did not want to do this....
> >
> ><slaps glove> I challenge you to a duel at dawn! Will you accept the
> > challenge?
>
> Do you like cheese?
>
Hey kingboy - hardly inspiring me with confidence there. Now bend over and
lick my shoe for I am your God. Go on. Lick my godshoe there. Oh yeah -
that's nice - ooh! ooh! like that! Again! Now the soles. Good kingboy. What?
Yes I expect you to lick the blood stained bits.
*kick* *demean*
El Shooto Del Fuschetto
reader.ntrnet.net:
> YOW!!! I am having fun!!!
Free-floating anxiety attack! Free-floating anxiety attack! Free-floating
anxiety attack! Free-floating anxiety attack! Free-floating anxiety
attack! Free-floating anxiety attack!
--
Steve
"M. Gandhi, do think Western ?"
"I it be good ."
El Shooto Del Fuschetto
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*ahem*
Danny GO To YUORR ROMO. Or HLEL. uYO icpk.
El Shooto Del Fuschetto
>> Isn't that what the children running 'round your backyard are for?
>
> No, they collect chestnuts for me.
>
> By the way, would you like one?
>
Hey, Lionel Hampton, these last two nuts you gave me are rotten.
El Shooto Del Fuschetto
news:3BF9EFBE...@bu.edu:
> You seem to be rather homoerotic.... Were you beaten into sexual
> submission by a drunken 300 lb. man as a child?
295, but who's counting?
Were you vaccinated with a phonograph needle?
El Shooto Del Fuschetto
MEAT HOARDER!
DEMOCRAT!
YOUUSUEGONNA BE DEAD, LIKE MISTAH LEARY. HE DEAD, YOU KNOW.
El Shooto Del Fuschetto
news:slrn9vjrq2....@pit.robblerobble:
> On Tue, 20 Nov 2001 00:47:12 -0500, Diego R. Martinez wrote:
>> Fine! You have forced me to take extreme measures! Let the record show
>> that I seriously did not want to do this....
>>
>><slaps glove> I challenge you to a duel at dawn! Will you accept the
>>challenge?
>
> Do you like cheese?
go. to. hell.
Shut up, sebastian.
--
Steve
"Mr. Gandhi, what do you think of Western Civilization?"
"I think it would be a good idea."
Diego R. Martinez
Fuzzbucket wrote:
NO! IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THAT WAY, YOU PIGFUCKER!! NOBODY'S SUPPOSED TO BE A
GODDAMN GOD OR KING!!! THIS IS A FUCKING GODDAMN DEMOCRACY AND I FUCKING WANT
TO KEEP IT THAT WAY!!!! DO YOU HEAR ME, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT?!?!?!?!?!
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Diego R. Martinez
Diego R. Martinez
Space Fluffy
which is Fluffy, and crusher of democracy?
Diego R. Martinez <dieg...@bu.edu> wrote in message
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Diego R. Martinez
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Danny C.
>
> "Danny C." <dan...@marjoram.yow> wrote in message
> news:slrn9vl4dr....@pit.robblerobble...
>> On 20 Nov 2001 02:05:08 -0800, Fuzzbucket wrote:
>> > [...]
>> > Why troll your own group?
>>
>> Troll? I am no troll, sir.
>>
>
> You seem to have solicited flaming like one.
Kind sir, I hace reported you to your ISP for trolling my newsgroup.
-Danny C.
Danny C.
> Danny GO To YUORR ROMO. Or HLEL. uYO icpk.
STOP YELLING AT ME
Danny C.
Iamgoingtoeatyoursould
Diego R. Martinez
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Danny C.
> You're very whiny (even for a King). How old are you?
9
Diego R. Martinez
the lever of government.
Diego
dieg...@bu.edu
Fuzzbucket
> On Tue, 20 Nov 2001 22:25:43 -0500, Diego R. Martinez wrote:
> > You're very whiny (even for a King). How old are you?
>
> 9
>
> -Danny C.
And you're faceless too. Why no pic on ANO page? How will we print
your face on notes and coins?
--
Shite. I'm working.
Fuzzbucket
>
> Kind sir, I hace reported you to your ISP for trolling my newsgroup.
>
OK. Irish people don't really listen to your sort y'know, so whatever,
dude... (PS I have 4 ISPs - find 'em all...) Nah, Just kidding. You're
alright.
Milø
>
> El Shooto Del Fuschetto wrote:
>
> > SOCK PUPPETS!
> >
> > MEAT HOARDER!
> >
> > DEMOCRAT!
> >
> > YOUUSUEGONNA BE DEAD, LIKE MISTAH LEARY. HE DEAD, YOU KNOW.
>
> WTF?
Normally when Steve posts like that, it means a very boring shift at
work. Or that he's had one moment of perfect happiness, and now he's evil
again. I can't remember which.
--
ą mi|ř
El Shooto Del Fuschetto
Sunday morning, around 3 or 4 am, is the traditional "I'm gonna brain you
with a frikkin' tire iron" time.
But I am an evil bastard.
--
Steve
"Like a steamroller of justice, the Mysterymen will CRUSH all crime in New
York leaving a trail of BLOOD and shattered glass and twisted steel and...
and... other broken things!! Ha ha ha!"
-Flaming Carrot
Space Fluffy
You will be expunged.
*Pulls out his Klaive and shuts the door.*
- Rabes Santayana Gallagher, Lord of all which is Fluffy, and High
Priestess!!
No... I'm not a chick, but Priestess sounds funner so ...
"EAT MY ASS" Honest Abe
Honest Abe <yrl...@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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> i have a decree: EAT MY ASS
>
> --
> Honest Abe, The Most Honest Man on Usenet
>
> violence is close at hand
> you are damned if you do
> and if you don't, damned
Space Fluffy
always wanted to be minted.
And one of the coins can have Led Zeppelin on it, and one can have Pink
Floyd, and one ... ... ... *Rambles on about anythign and everything he
could ever want on a coin.*
... ... And then we'll have one with Bubbles on it, you know the Powerpuff
Girl, I like her, she talks to squirrels.
- Rabes Santayana Gallagher, Lord of all which is Fluffy, High Priestess,
soon to be minted, lover of the Powerpuff Girls... ... ...
Danny C. <dan...@marjoram.yow> wrote in message
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> My face was lost in a horrible accident.
Fuzzbucket
"Space Fluffy" <ecl...@ovis.net> wrote...
> ... ... And then we'll have one with Bubbles on it, you know the Powerpuff
> Girl, I like her, she talks to squirrels.
What about Bub and Bob (Those dragons from Bubble Bobble)?
--
Didn't you kill my bruvva?
(ICQ 139064407)
Steven R. Mills
> "Space Fluffy" wrote...
> > ... ... And then we'll have one with Bubbles on it, you know the Powerpuff
> > Girl, I like her, she talks to squirrels.
>
> What about Bub and Bob (Those dragons from Bubble Bobble)?
They can be on the tails side.
Fuzzbucket
"Steven R. Mills" <jazzf...@hotmail.com> inscribed...
> > What about Bub and Bob (Those dragons from Bubble Bobble)?
>
> They can be on the tails side.
Then what will we do with the Gauntlet characters?
--
Should I change my name to Space Harrier by deed poll?
Should I kill cats?
Should I?
(ICQ 139064407)
Space Fluffy
choice in elementry school, everyday after school I'd go to the mall and
play on the way home. Having a mall between your house and your school
ruled! Too bad I didn't get into ditching untill Jr. High, and then didn't
get a car till the end of High School... although the city bus did provide
much a Mall or Zoo trip during schooling hours. The coolest had to be when
we ditched, went to the Zoo, then my grandmothers house for lunch, Swimming
in a random Hotel swimming pool, missing the last bus home, going to the
Mall, and then having sex near Best Buy... I love Best Buy. *Hugs Best Buy*
But yeah... I didn't like the new one so much, but bought it anyways for
N64, along with Goldeneye even though I didn't have an N64, btu I had
friends who did, and it gave me something to do. That and killing people on
Golden Eye for hours no matter how wasted I was. Man I love me sometimes.
- Rabes Santayana Gallagher, Lord of all which is Fluffy, High Priestess,
and player of video games while intoxicated.
Fuzzbucket <spam.and.cease.to...@yahoo.co.uk> wrote in message
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Steven R. Mills
> That and killing people on
> Golden Eye for hours no matter how wasted I was. Man I love me sometimes.
I recall reading somewhere that the game actually made more money than
the movie. Sounds relatively absurd, but it seems somewhat more
plausible in light of these points: it's probably the all-time,
must-have N64 game, games are cheaper to produce than movies, and the
cart sold steadily for years. Wouldn't surprise me if it was still
selling a modest number today.
Space Fluffy
dude. The second one sucked though. It was kind of fun, and harder to beat
than the first one... but just wasn't as fun... although the skying at the
beggining was kind of fun... anyways yeah all around a mcrappy game though.
- Rabes Santayana Gallagher, Lord of all which is Fluffy, High Priestess,
and player extrodinair. (I said player, not speller.)
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