There, and I even registered before himOriginally posted by Sea Tyger
200 posts? Bah! Youngster.
Practices his verbose member secret handshake.
Terrible! When will this younger generation learn??
There, and I even registered before himOriginally posted by Sea Tyger
200 posts? Bah! Youngster.
Practices his verbose member secret handshake.
Terrible! When will this younger generation learn??
No matter where you go, there you are.
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All right....gol durn whippersnappers....Hey, slow down, Lee Petty! Are you tryin' to get me killed?Originally posted by JonA
Enters, places Sea Tyger in his wheelchair and pushes him out. "Come on old timer - time for your medication."
Davy Jones
"Frightened? My dear, you are looking at a man who has laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom, and chuckled at catastrophe! I was petrified."
-- The Wizard of Oz
Shoudn't that be AJ Foyt?
Secret handshake recieved...
The rooster crows and midnight.
It is a cold day for pontooning.
AJ Foyt for you furiner CART-types mebee... Lee Petty is the father of the gods in NASCAR...real American racing, boy! I remember back in 1953, my brothers and I were at the dirt track drinkin' lemonade...
Editor's Note: Please don't mistake my humor here for anything but an act. I am not a 'neck. I don't drink Coors Light, sitting in my rusted Chevy pick up that's up on blocks in my front yard, lamenting on how my dog got run over last week. My wife didn't leave me, and the bank isn't foreclosing on my farm loan.
Davy Jones
"Frightened? My dear, you are looking at a man who has laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom, and chuckled at catastrophe! I was petrified."
-- The Wizard of Oz
I don't know, Tyger. You sound pretty convincing. Maybe you're a closet redneck. Wait. Everyone knows a REAL redneck drinks Pabst Blue Ribbon. (Uh-oh. Maybe I'm a closet redneck)Originally posted by Sea Tyger
AJ Foyt for you furiner CART-types mebee... Lee Petty is the father of the gods in NASCAR...real American racing, boy! I remember back in 1953, my brothers and I were at the dirt track drinkin' lemonade...
Editor's Note: Please don't mistake my humor here for anything but an act. I am not a 'neck. I don't drink Coors Light, sitting in my rusted Chevy pick up that's up on blocks in my front yard, lamenting on how my dog got run over last week. My wife didn't leave me, and the bank isn't foreclosing on my farm loan.
tmutant
Founder of the Evil Gamemasters Support Group. No, Really.
Inner Circle? The inner circle begins at 4000.
Yesss... 4000, as long as you registered before December 31st, 2000!
And only if your middle initial is "C".
Never mind phillistines who say otherwise.
This thread is becoming really, really weird.
No matter where you go, there you are.
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When was it not weird?This thread is becoming really, really weird. [/B]
Why are we whispering?Originally posted by ben hur
When was it not weird?
Davy Jones
"Frightened? My dear, you are looking at a man who has laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom, and chuckled at catastrophe! I was petrified."
-- The Wizard of Oz
Is this better?
*plays the accordion*
A brave little theory, and actually quite coherent for a system of five or seven dimensions -- if only we lived in one.
Academician Prokhor Zakharov, "Now We Are Alone"
"A gentleman is a man who can play the accordion but doesn't"Originally posted by BouncyCaitian
*plays the accordion*
Oscar Wilde.
“Maintain the mystery, and don't try to think unthinkabilities...”
Iain M Banks, 2003, on the Art of writing good SF.
How about a Finnish fiddle?
And by the way, we were whispering because is, you know, appropriate to Inner Circle-ish talk
Oh, my Fuchsia hat arrived this morning. Now I´m lacking only the secret codes to enter the Sanctum of the Inner Circle. 4000 posts, eh? Doesn´t look that far. Especially if this thread goes on!
No matter where you go, there you are.
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Hey, aside from the 4000 posts, I'm completely qualified for the inner circle! Middle initial and everything!
Caitian, you know what perfect pitch is? No, it's when you throw an accordion into the dumpster without hitting the sides.
Did you hear about the guy who left an accordion in his car? Somebody broke into the car and left another accordion there.
Hang in there, Cap'n N. You may yet become verbose.
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Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight. Psalm 144:1