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You get pagers??? Please don't tell me you get a dental plan too or Atomic Tommy may be looking at another walk-out. My anger management techniques seemed to manage to get me angry.
Have you seen the dental plan? Trust me, you'll be glad you don't have it...
BTW, You've been drafted. WE don't give much notice.
Sire Tommy, it seems we are missing the presence of Tomas of Skindork...
Hey! Where's MY lispth? [img]/images/graemlins/scratchhead.gif[/img]
<font color="aqua">OMGLMAO! [img]/images/graemlins/laugh.gif[/img] [img]/images/graemlins/notworthy.gif[/img] you guys are too good at this, perhaps a novel is in the future? "The Drunks of Rottinghisham"?</font>
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Brother DaveBudMan, I can't pronounce it either. Eth.
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<font color="aqua">Thank you Friar the Chucketh (not bad eh? [img]/images/graemlins/laugh.gif[/img]), whateth exactly ith my purpoth, I mean purpose? </font>
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Aw jeez. F'in new guys.
Tommy of Loxely loves to recite our mission statement. Me, I love to sit on the couch and eat Pringles.
Hit it, Tommy!
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<font color="aqua">Then so it shall be-ith. We will sit hereth and waiteth for Sir Tommy to returneth. Now where the helleth did I set down my swill..eth..... [img]/images/graemlins/scratchhead.gif[/img] </font>
I am Bagels and Lox, aheeeeeeemmmmmmmmmmm,
I am Atomic of Loxley.
a once mighty axe slinger and warrior waseth me until i squandered my mighty regime through foolish drunken narcotic
orgy based pitfalls of peril. when at the bottom of my life i was told that i would find my backbone and true character
within the walls of myself and admirably pull myself out of
the abyss of poverty and be a shining beacon, inspiration , and help to many another fallen brethren of similar misfortune. and it was at this brutal and empty time when an epiphany i did have that has given me direction and purpose in life. many people were there to help me repair my life so torn as steps and regimens were put forth to me to follow. then, the aforementioned epiphany burst forth like a raging light from heaven and the true and guiding pure rays of realization became so lucid and clear. i can't follow those steps and regimens, they're to damn hard, and i'd rather step on the backs of others to get everything back, because if performed properly, it could all come back pretty fukkin' quick. throw a few scraps and spoils to the workers and all will be correct in the world. if i could do this, while at the same time remain completely schnockered through it all, then i'd be sound as a pound. thus, robinhood guitars. we steal from the rich and we give to me.
all stratheads are kicked upstairs to me and chuckracer, all pointies(until we sack amir derak's collection)and jacksons go to the workers. join up, you might score a few nice axes for yourself, and at the same time enable me to regain my status without me having to lift a finger.
you also get to ride and walk tall with the biggest jackass on this board. me. sounds pretty damn good to me, but consider the source.
THIS IS NOT A JOKE.
<font color="aqua"> Chucketh ate all the pringles-eth!! I mean err ummeth...thank you for that well rounded history Sir Atomic. I promise to serve you well and be trueth to thee as I have also seemeth to have lost my wayeth and basically have nuthin better to do because I'm tired of freekin workin all the freekin time (notice my new york accent coming out? [img]/images/graemlins/laugh.gif[/img]). I salute you ! [img]/images/graemlins/toast.gif[/img] </font>
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