Gotcha Hanns!

Hanns_Schmidt said:
Act 2, Scene 6.


<pulls a string>


Ok you guys carry on amongst yourself...while I go and hunt down Lavender, tattoo the bitches forhead with "Mohammed was a noncing fuck" and drop the bitch off in Yemen.

See how her leftist skills talk her out of that one

OK, I must just not get it. You possibly made a woman scared. Over the internet no less, which implies that your ability to do it in RL is not proved or even possible. So in effect, she types her words differently now. Wow, what a victory. I could do more with the 8 year old neighbor. Boy, would I feel special then.

You know, once Pavlov got the conditioned response in the dog, he moved on to getting other responses. Drooling dogs aren't that functional, you know. Or difficult to pull off. But hey, whatever trips your trigger.

Enjoy your drool.
 
Dixon Carter Lee said:
Five pages and no one's buying Unreg. You lose, too.

You made an error - you foolishly assumed that your vote counts in this little "drama". It doesn't; mine is the only one, and it's 1-0.

You lose again, Twit!
 
Unregistered2 said:
Dixons is being made to look the fool.

Nice try, spinner.

I've never been one to be on the Dixon bandwagon myself, but he WON. Get over it. Slam dunk.
 
Bob doesn't have a schlong. He's a she, dumbass. Roberta. You know what a "she" is, right?
 
I'm curious.
Hanns must really hate DCL to rack up 5000 posts all dedicated to one person.

What did he do to you?
Did he steal your twinkie?
Did he spit gum within five yards of your vicinity?
Did he shatter your idyllic existence with a well placed one liner that brought down all your sensibilities?

I'm sure the DCL action figure can be bought on ebay, you should get it and voodoo it. Probably save you a lot of time and money.
 
Heres a song just for Hanns :D

Loser

Beck


In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin' I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

Yo. Cut it.

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the re-run shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
You can't write if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
That's chokin' on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
soooooooyy....

(I'm a driver, I'm a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Schprechen sie Deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)
 
Damn, I knew there were drawbacks to actually having a life in RL! I miss out on all the fun!
Nice one! a rollicking good read!
 
Aw, man, ROB, couldn't you have waited until today to do the unveiling?

I leave you with two fun quotes from the movie Die Hard:

They seem appropriate for the holiday season.

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Hans Gruber: "Now I have a machine gun. Ho ho ho."

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John McClane: Bzzzt! Sorry Hans, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy where the scores can really change?
 
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isn't this a bit too much work for someone who's nothing more than a little ant in the grand scheme of things?
 
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