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Started by Suu, November 05, 2008, 07:57:30 PM

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Suu

...someone had to do it.  :|


And for the record, I totally knew about Bonfire Night before V for Vendetta.   :roll:
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Our Lady of Perpetual Confusion; 1st Church of Discordia

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Payne

I didn't.

Fucking weak assed fireworks, sound like gnats farting in your ear, no lights or fuck all.

God dammit.

It's like having someone in the background humming the first bar to a popular tune over and over and over again.

You know it's there, but all it does is enrage you.

AFK

Sure, I'll take a fifth of November.  Pass it around. 
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Guy Fawkes
by Payne, for the Discordians in History project, editing by Cram



Fawkes was born on 13 April 1570 in Stonegate, York, England. He first logged onto the internet on 16 April, 1586. He wrote several worthy posts and disappeared for some time, leaving some to ponder whether he had been jailed.

Fawkes' father Edward was descended from the Fawkes family of Farnley and he was either an In Real Life troll or a regular spag in the ecclesiastic courts, later becoming an advocate of the oppressive forum administration regime.

Fawkes was originally raised as a Sub-Genius, but in those days, you had to continue paying fees, which he could not maintain.



In 1592 Fawkes sold the Cadillac he had inherited from his father. In 1593, he enlisted in His Imperial Majesty's Elite Orbital Bombing Squadron (internet division). He served for many years as a soldier, gaining considerable expertise with expletives.

While serving in the Iron Troll Brigade, he adopted the name Guido, the Spanish form of Guy. He denied that this was a spaggy name.


("Guido's" Sig, totally not a spag.)

By 1602 he was still a total n00bler. There is some evidence that Fawkes was in considerable poverty around this time.

It's unsure how he came into contact with Winter and Catesby, but it has been postulated that they discovered him attempting to blow up a Protestant Church, whilst themselves scouting the church out for the same purpose.

It is assumed that the trio then went to the pub, as is usual when internet personalities meet up in real life. Over a mammoth drinking session, it was decided that blowing up the King would be "totally fuckin' win!", and so the conspiracy began.

Fawkes, with his expertise in expletives, was to fill the cellers underneath the Kings throne with capslock vulgarity. Meanwhile Winter would set up the webcams that would broadcast the jake, and Catesby would work on publicising the event, using IRC chatrooms.

The plan almost came off, but one of the troll channel regulars, butt-hurt after a flame war with Catesby, which he lost, called the cops.

Later, during trial, Fawkes stated that he had plotted the jake, "Fore thee Lulz".

He was Hung, drawn, quartered and IP banz0rred on 31 January, 1606.

Discordians burn stuff in his honour all over the world, occasionally burning effigies of him, particularly in the U.K., as no one likes someone getting a big ego.


Cain

The current headmaster of the school that Guy Fawkes went to said he considered the man heroic.

o-0

hooplala

Quote from: Suu on November 05, 2008, 07:57:30 PM
And for the record, I totally knew about Bonfire Night before V for Vendetta.   :roll:

Methinks the lady doth protest too much.
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Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)"
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P3nT4gR4m

Quote from: Payne on November 05, 2008, 08:05:27 PM
I didn't.

Fucking weak assed fireworks, sound like gnats farting in your ear, no lights or fuck all.

God dammit.

It's like having someone in the background humming the first bar to a popular tune over and over and over again.

You know it's there, but all it does is enrage you.

you should visit my neck of the woods, they don't bother with fireworks as much here, they sussed out years ago that parked cars make a much bigger bang when you light them

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
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Suu

Quote from: Cain on November 05, 2008, 08:20:00 PM
The current headmaster of the school that Guy Fawkes went to said he considered the man heroic.

o-0

Isn't that pretty radical for you Britspags?

Quote from: Hoopla on November 05, 2008, 08:24:11 PM
Quote from: Suu on November 05, 2008, 07:57:30 PM
And for the record, I totally knew about Bonfire Night before V for Vendetta.   :roll:

Methinks the lady doth protest too much.

NO RLY! I lived next door to British folks for quite a while. We did our usual 4th of July bash and they came over for some beer and fireworks, and they told us about Guy Fawkes Day and how it was sort of like their version of Independence Day if we had to compare.

...So when November 5th came around we got some more fireworks and set shit on fire in their honor.
Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on November 05, 2008, 08:27:25 PM
Quote from: Payne on November 05, 2008, 08:05:27 PM
I didn't.

Fucking weak assed fireworks, sound like gnats farting in your ear, no lights or fuck all.

God dammit.

It's like having someone in the background humming the first bar to a popular tune over and over and over again.

You know it's there, but all it does is enrage you.

you should visit my neck of the woods, they don't bother with fireworks as much here, they sussed out years ago that parked cars make a much bigger bang when you light them

THIS IS HOW YOU CELEBRATE CORRECTLY
Sovereign Episkopos-Princess Kaousuu; Esq., Battle Nun, Bene Gesserit.
Our Lady of Perpetual Confusion; 1st Church of Discordia

"Add a dab of lavender to milk, leave town with an orange, and pretend you're laughing at it."

P3nT4gR4m

Quote from: Suu on November 05, 2008, 08:28:27 PM
NO RLY! I lived next door to British folks for quite a while. We did our usual 4th of July bash and they came over for some beer and fireworks, and they told us about Guy Fawkes Day and how it was sort of like their version of Independence Day if we had to compare.

With one major difference - you guys got independence at the end of yours - we lost  :argh!:

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

Suu

Compare as in, "Night to blow shit up", essentially. Nothing really to do with independence.
Sovereign Episkopos-Princess Kaousuu; Esq., Battle Nun, Bene Gesserit.
Our Lady of Perpetual Confusion; 1st Church of Discordia

"Add a dab of lavender to milk, leave town with an orange, and pretend you're laughing at it."

Dysnomia

fireworks=illegal in CA   :sad:  my state fucking sucks this week
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Elder Iptuous

Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on November 05, 2008, 08:31:09 PM
Quote from: Suu on November 05, 2008, 08:28:27 PM
NO RLY! I lived next door to British folks for quite a while. We did our usual 4th of July bash and they came over for some beer and fireworks, and they told us about Guy Fawkes Day and how it was sort of like their version of Independence Day if we had to compare.

With one major difference - you guys got independence at the end of yours - we lost  :argh!:

Perhaps you simply need a perceptual change.  you might consider it unended instead of lost.
It's never to late to finish the job!  :)

Suu

England lost two wars against the United States and could quite possibly be speaking German today if it wasn't for North American involvement in World War II. So says the patriotism installed in my brain in school.  :kingmeh:

They'll get us back one day, I'm sure.
Sovereign Episkopos-Princess Kaousuu; Esq., Battle Nun, Bene Gesserit.
Our Lady of Perpetual Confusion; 1st Church of Discordia

"Add a dab of lavender to milk, leave town with an orange, and pretend you're laughing at it."

Cainad (dec.)

Quote from: Suu on November 06, 2008, 02:42:15 AM
England lost two wars against the United States and could quite possibly be speaking German today if it wasn't for North American involvement in World War II. So says the patriotism installed in my brain in school.  :kingmeh:

They'll get us back one day, I'm sure.

They already got us back.

You know those insufferable mouth-breathing nerds who can recite Monty Python and the Holy Grail entirely from memory? Yeah.

They got us good.