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Post by coldslither on Oct 18, 2006 12:19:09 GMT -5
I threw cannibal corpse, vile in the car on the way to work today. Saw two bad fender benders on the way. I had a riff in my head from that album for a few days now and had to give it a relisten.
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Post by coldslither on Apr 27, 2007 16:26:39 GMT -5
Yo bros, Is anyone still down to check out this guys supposed massive collection this weekend? My contact Jose would like to know. And dammit, check these boards ya bloody wankas.
Peace n stuff Berns
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Post by coldslither on Apr 27, 2007 16:21:04 GMT -5
I've found some typos and clarified a few things in the sentence structure. Cant edit the above post though.
Basically, this is an idea to introduce Dhalsim into my joe universe, and idea I'm stoked about.
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Post by coldslither on Apr 26, 2007 14:43:20 GMT -5
Hey guys, read this. What do you think about this for a Dio? Too much narration? Good story? If you like feel free to expand on it I have no background info on anything at this point. Other than what you read here. Peace, Berns
"Circle of fire: my baptism of joy, and an end-or so it seems. The seventh lamb slain and the book of life opens before me", said Dhalsim, the resident Dreadnok Voodoo Witchdoctor, his eyes glazed over as if staring at everything and yet nothing all at once. "Wot!" replied the 'Noks in unison, "Wot's this bloomin mad palava' we's 'earin" a nervous Torch exclaimed as he wiped chocolate doughnut crumbs from his mustache. To which Dhalsim angrily retorted: "Ave you not been 'earin me prophesy? It take treee quata houa t' enter me trance. What ave ye recoded fer me studyin'?" Buzzer awoke from a trance of his own. He was daydreaming about who all those skulls belonged to. You see when Dhalsim goes into these trances he can not remember what was spoken, a fact that leads him to believe that his body becomes possessed. “Hoy govna’, I swears I pressed the bloody button on this royal piece o junk!” Suddenly Torch’s stomach sank, in all their ‘Nok-like disorganization, he believes he had forgotten to press the record button. Unbeknownst to all, during their forays into this unknown realm, all electronics cease to function in the immediate area. Suddenly a hellfire filled Dhalsim’s eyes: “Ye foos, ‘Ow ye ever manage a pot te piss in is beyond even me comprehension, ye be as usless as tits on de boar!” And in the same motion he yanks out a lock of Torch’s hair, wraps it around a little doll and dangles it in front of the campfire. “Do not be messin’ wit me efforts ye rats! How we be discoverin de location o de Joes’ Justice Code Device wit with ye stupiditee be one problem for which me have no ansaa” The smell of burnt hair fills the dark swamp, more pungent that the burning of the lock around the doll; Torch’s arm hairs begin to singe. “Oy mates, this bloke is for real!” Buzzer realized out loud. Needless to say the lesson was learned by all. Up to this point, perhaps the ‘Noks have not been taking Dhalsim seriously as neither Zartan nor Destro have ever heard of the “Justice Code Device.” Perhaps Dhalsim’s possessors’ really do know of such a device, or maybe it is just some crazy dreamed up ulterior motive used to fulfill some alternate agenda of the voodoo priest. Meanwhile not too far off Quickkick’s giggles are quickly silenced my Lowlight. Unfortunately his mouth is not one of his “Silent Weapons”, the ninjas MOS states. Thinking he had seen this in a script for a movie in which he was trying to land a part some years ago, Quickkick nearly blew their cover. Lowlight’s cold steel nerves new better, him being known to lay low for days at a time in silent observance. The move was just in time: had they not maintained cover, they would have never known that the existence of the “Justice Code Device” is now revealed. The perplexed feeling was mutual: the device was “top secret”, only the highest security clearances knew of such a thing. Luckily there were no greenshirts on this mission. Either there is a top level spy at headquarters, or Dhalsim’s metaphysical contact is legitimate. To regroup now would be suicide, the thought of Zartan’s kin blending into the surroundings to spy on their own had not escaped the two. But Hawk must be informed stat on these new developments, the mission had taken a decidedly different turn….. *Stay tuned for another exciting episode of GIJoe: A Real American Hero*
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Post by coldslither on Apr 26, 2007 15:29:12 GMT -5
Hey man, my thoughts and prayers go out to your little neice!
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Post by coldslither on Dec 17, 2006 14:20:36 GMT -5
Yo I'm there. Bros, presents, Chargers, good times. Present to present presents I'll be.
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Post by coldslither on Dec 14, 2006 20:20:12 GMT -5
White elephant gift exchange From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Jump to: navigation, search
The Dirty Santa gift exchange, or Yankee Swap, is a popular party game played during the Christmas season in the United States. The objective of the game is for guests of a party to each contribute one gift to the game, and ultimately each guest walks away with one gift from the game. Along the way is a random drawing to determine the order in which players get to unwrap gifts or "steal" previously opened gifts. Contents [hide]
* 1 Rules o 1.1 How to Play * 2 Origin * 3 Trivia
[edit] Rules
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1. All gifts should be valued between a set amount. This can vary based on the crowd, but should be standard for all attendees. Use your imagination and let's make this fun.
2. Participants bring their gifts wrapped or sealed in a gift bag, and often take care to hide the contents of the gift and the identity of the giver.
3. Gifts are placed in a designated area. (Place your wrapped gift on the table of the main conference room).
4. Participants draw numbers to see who goes first, second, etc.
[edit] How to Play
1. The guest who has drawn #1 goes first. He/she chooses a gift from the gift pile, opens the gift for all to see, and keeps it for the time being.
2. The guest who has drawn #2 goes next. He/she can either choose to take an unopened gift from the gift pile or to "steal" a gift from any previous gift-opener.
3. If a gift is "stolen" from a previous gift-opener, he or she may either open an unopened present from the gift pile, or "steal" another guest's opened gift. Turns resume when all guests who have taken their turn possess an open gift. Once a gift is stolen, it cannot be "re-stolen" again during that same round (although it can be re-stolen during a subsequent round). Limits are often placed on the total number of times a gift can be stolen at all.
4. After all turns have been taken, the person who has drawn #1 has the option of taking one more turn (stealing any gift) since they had the disadvantage of not knowing what any of the now-opened presents were in the beginning.
[edit] Origin
The name "Dirty Santa or White elephant" loosely refers to an old tradition of giving second-hand gift items that are either kitschy or burdensome for the owner to maintain. It originates from an old Burmese cultural reference to the value of an albino elephant, which is considered sacred and must be well taken care of, despite the financial burden that it may bring to its owner.
[edit] Trivia
This game was featured in the Season 2 episode of The Office titled Christmas Party. It was referred to as "Yankee Swap."
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Post by coldslither on Dec 14, 2006 20:22:26 GMT -5
TRU in Chula has about six 2.5in hiss's on 12/13/06
If anybody sees a 8in destro could they pick it up for me? I'll even pay you back, hehe.
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Post by coldslither on Nov 16, 2006 19:12:45 GMT -5
Yo fellaz, been offline for to long. dont hate. Saturday sound good to me.
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Post by coldslither on Oct 16, 2006 12:26:35 GMT -5
Screw you guys I going home! Better yet I'll be da informant gonna call 9-1-1 on you asses for tard harassment. Nurglegurk, ssshhhlllllloooop!?!? My one typo and you bust my nads.
Karma's a biatch and she's got Nov's tele#
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Post by coldslither on Oct 13, 2006 20:01:59 GMT -5
I havnt heard complaints about sun the 22nd, I cant make Sat, the best band in the workd is playing then.
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Post by coldslither on Oct 13, 2006 19:58:57 GMT -5
Aye, Aye! finally another place where we can congregate and plan the 1:18 revolution. Apparent ly the turks thought otherwise on socaldreadnoks and joecustoms. I'll be linking this site on my other sig lines as soon as it get to a non-dinosaur computer. BTW, the viper pit is SSSSSSSSSSSWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!! I'll have to order more from smalljoes.
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