Blarg!
Be careful Roger, The big reason I want to hunt the white knights is because they'd have no qualms hunting me... believe it. And Well done.
Quote from: St. Trollax, ODDBe careful Roger, The big reason I want to hunt the white knights is because they'd have no qualms hunting me... believe it. And Well done.
Heh. It turns out that Ray is the ONLY member of his local chapter. I'm not too worried.
In addition, it seems that for some reason, my neighbors are afraid of me. My good right hand, Bowzer, guards me as I sleep. I have no fear of savage, ignorant rednecks.
Life just keeps getting better and better.
Well done, Roger. :twisted:
Can't imagine why in the world your neighbors would be afraid of a sweet person like you - especially since you have such a nice little doggie.
Seriously though, it's been my experience that people like the ones who live around you are bullies and they have respect for people they can't push around. I'm glad you have Bowser for intelligent company, as well as for protection.
Quote from: The Good Reverend RogerQuote from: St. Trollax, ODDBe careful Roger, The big reason I want to hunt the white knights is because they'd have no qualms hunting me... believe it. And Well done.
Heh. It turns out that Ray is the ONLY member of his local chapter. I'm not too worried.
In addition, it seems that for some reason, my neighbors are afraid of me. My good right hand, Bowzer, guards me as I sleep. I have no fear of savage, ignorant rednecks.
Life just keeps getting better and better.
:-D I was not saying they were anything to worry about, but any army of subnormal intelligences can overwhelm anyone.
Good to hear that they're not only stupid, but poor on the dedication stakes too
::sniff:: And the guy got the good beer. ::sniff:: ::sniff:: That's a beautiful story. :cry:
Yeah, it brought tears to my eyes, as well.
Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomWell done, Roger. :twisted:
Can't imagine why in the world your neighbors would be afraid of a sweet person like you - especially since you have such a nice little doggie.
Seriously though, it's been my experience that people like the ones who live around you are bullies and they have respect for people they can't push around. I'm glad you have Bowser for intelligent company, as well as for protection.
Yup. The only one of the whole rotten bunch that gets ANY empathy from me is Millie, and only because it pisses me off when Crazy Steve treats her like shit. I DON'T like her, but I still hate to see it.
Fortunately, I have a couple of sane, intelligent people at work. One plays chess, and the other is working his way to an anthropology degree. I suggested that he look at my neighbors as possible PhD thesis subjects, but he declined, saying, "I know those people. Nobody would believe it...I'd be laughed out of the academic world". The rest of my workmates range from fairly normal to Crazy Steve-types.
Quote from: St. Trollax, ODDQuote from: The Good Reverend RogerQuote from: St. Trollax, ODDBe careful Roger, The big reason I want to hunt the white knights is because they'd have no qualms hunting me... believe it. And Well done.
Heh. It turns out that Ray is the ONLY member of his local chapter. I'm not too worried.
In addition, it seems that for some reason, my neighbors are afraid of me. My good right hand, Bowzer, guards me as I sleep. I have no fear of savage, ignorant rednecks.
Life just keeps getting better and better.
:-D I was not saying they were anything to worry about, but any army of subnormal intelligences can overwhelm anyone.
Good to hear that they're not only stupid, but poor on the dedication stakes too
Yeah, well, I just finished cleaning the coachgun, and it's loaded with rock salt. I am sure that Crazy Steve hasn't got the stones to try anything directly, but I don't know Ray very well.
Quote from: Guido Finucci::sniff:: And the guy got the good beer. ::sniff:: ::sniff:: That's a beautiful story. :cry:
Yeah, he's a sucker like that.
Quote from: The Good Reverend RogerQuote from: St. Trollax, ODDQuote from: The Good Reverend RogerQuote from: St. Trollax, ODDBe careful Roger, The big reason I want to hunt the white knights is because they'd have no qualms hunting me... believe it. And Well done.
Heh. It turns out that Ray is the ONLY member of his local chapter. I'm not too worried.
In addition, it seems that for some reason, my neighbors are afraid of me. My good right hand, Bowzer, guards me as I sleep. I have no fear of savage, ignorant rednecks.
Life just keeps getting better and better.
:-D I was not saying they were anything to worry about, but any army of subnormal intelligences can overwhelm anyone.
Good to hear that they're not only stupid, but poor on the dedication stakes too
Yeah, well, I just finished cleaning the coachgun, and it's loaded with rock salt. I am sure that Crazy Steve hasn't got the stones to try anything directly, but I don't know Ray very well.
Well if he burns a cross on your front lawn, burn a hotdog van on his... not only will it seriously scare all those fine trailer-bound folk who are frequenters of the roadkill sausage delight. It is also delightfully eristic.
Quote from: St. Trollax, ODDWell if he burns a cross on your front lawn, burn a hotdog van on his... not only will it seriously scare all those fine trailer-bound folk who are frequenters of the roadkill sausage delight. It is also delightfully eristic.
No, if he tries ANYTHING involving fire, I'll torch HIS car, not some poor hot dawg vendor's vehicle.
Reverend Roger,
LIKES hot dawg vendors.
Quote from: The Good Reverend RogerQuote from: St. Trollax, ODDWell if he burns a cross on your front lawn, burn a hotdog van on his... not only will it seriously scare all those fine trailer-bound folk who are frequenters of the roadkill sausage delight. It is also delightfully eristic.
No, if he tries ANYTHING involving fire, I'll torch HIS car, not some poor hot dawg vendor's vehicle.
Reverend Roger,
LIKES hot dawg vendors.
you and I both... just the first thing that came to mind... not every first plan is agood one ;-)
Trollax,
Still thinks sausages should be made from cow meat, not offal.
Quote from: The Good Reverend RogerI just finished cleaning the coachgun, and it's loaded with rock salt.
Be careful with that - you could have someone's eye out with that.
Quote from: The Good Reverend RogerQuote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomWell done, Roger. :twisted:
Can't imagine why in the world your neighbors would be afraid of a sweet person like you - especially since you have such a nice little doggie.
Seriously though, it's been my experience that people like the ones who live around you are bullies and they have respect for people they can't push around. I'm glad you have Bowser for intelligent company, as well as for protection.
Yup. The only one of the whole rotten bunch that gets ANY empathy from me is Millie, and only because it pisses me off when Crazy Steve treats her like shit. I DON'T like her, but I still hate to see it.
Fortunately, I have a couple of sane, intelligent people at work. One plays chess, and the other is working his way to an anthropology degree. I suggested that he look at my neighbors as possible PhD thesis subjects, but he declined, saying, "I know those people. Nobody would believe it...I'd be laughed out of the academic world". The rest of my workmates range from fairly normal to Crazy Steve-types.
It's good that you have some people you can relate to on an intelligent level at work. My daughter wants to be an anthropologist someday, but I sure wouldn't want her close enough to your neighbors to study them.
PS: I felt kind of sorry for Millie myself. What you described last night was horrible - Steve could easily have killed her off from sheer brute stupidity. And speaking of stupid, I can't believe he came to see you again after you kicked him in the balls and all that.
Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomPS: I felt kind of sorry for Millie myself. What you described last night was horrible - Steve could easily have killed her off from sheer brute stupidity. And speaking of stupid, I can't believe he came to see you again after you kicked him in the balls and all that.
Stupidity knows no bounds... and free bear and guns, what self ruspectin' man wouldn't go around?
Quote from: Guido FinucciQuote from: The Good Reverend RogerI just finished cleaning the coachgun, and it's loaded with rock salt.
Be careful with that - you could have someone's eye out with that.
Just don't look down the barrel to see why it doesn't fire, k?
My ex did that with his potato gun - and then he actually pulled the trigger to see if the fuel was sparking. :roll:
Damn near put his eye out fer sher.
Pissed me off, but it was priceless to see the look on the faces of the ER
staff when he had to explain how he hurt himself.
Quote from: Guido FinucciQuote from: The Good Reverend RogerI just finished cleaning the coachgun, and it's loaded with rock salt.
Be careful with that - you could have someone's eye out with that.
I never thought of that...
Rev Roger,
Knows it's all fun and games, until someone loses an eye.
Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomIt's good that you have some people you can relate to on an intelligent level at work. My daughter wants to be an anthropologist someday, but I sure wouldn't want her close enough to your neighbors to study them.
PS: I felt kind of sorry for Millie myself. What you described last night was horrible - Steve could easily have killed her off from sheer brute stupidity. And speaking of stupid, I can't believe he came to see you again after you kicked him in the balls and all that.
1. No problem. First, enroll her in the Rev Roger course of vicious pre-emptive self defense.
2. Crazy Steve IS a fucking moron, who doesn't seem to EVER learn. Of course, it helps that he's usually blind drunk, or stoned when we meet. I think I may have done it this time, though...I DON'T think I'll be invited to his next party. :cry:
Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomQuote from: Guido FinucciQuote from: The Good Reverend RogerI just finished cleaning the coachgun, and it's loaded with rock salt.
Be careful with that - you could have someone's eye out with that.
Just don't look down the barrel to see why it doesn't fire, k?
My ex did that with his potato gun - and then he actually pulled the trigger to see if the fuel was sparking. :roll:
Damn near put his eye out fer sher.
Pissed me off, but it was priceless to see the look on the faces of the ER
staff when he had to explain how he hurt himself.
:lol: :lol: :lol:
And you said I LOOK like this guy?
He sounds more like Crazy Steve.
Quote from: St. Trollax, ODDQuote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomPS: I felt kind of sorry for Millie myself. What you described last night was horrible - Steve could easily have killed her off from sheer brute stupidity. And speaking of stupid, I can't believe he came to see you again after you kicked him in the balls and all that.
Stupidity knows no bounds... and free bear and guns, what self ruspectin' man wouldn't go around?
Um, the REAL beauty of it is that HE bought the beer, and I drank all but one of them.
Quote from: The Good Reverend RogerQuote from: St. Trollax, ODDQuote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomPS: I felt kind of sorry for Millie myself. What you described last night was horrible - Steve could easily have killed her off from sheer brute stupidity. And speaking of stupid, I can't believe he came to see you again after you kicked him in the balls and all that.
Stupidity knows no bounds... and free bear and guns, what self ruspectin' man wouldn't go around?
Um, the REAL beauty of it is that HE bought the beer, and I drank all but one of them.
Even better :D and congratulations that it was
good beer and not what is commonly referred to in my birthplace as "piss"
Quote from: The Good Reverend RogerQuote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomQuote from: Guido FinucciQuote from: The Good Reverend RogerI just finished cleaning the coachgun, and it's loaded with rock salt.
Be careful with that - you could have someone's eye out with that.
Just don't look down the barrel to see why it doesn't fire, k?
My ex did that with his potato gun - and then he actually pulled the trigger to see if the fuel was sparking. :roll:
Damn near put his eye out fer sher.
Pissed me off, but it was priceless to see the look on the faces of the ER
staff when he had to explain how he hurt himself.
:lol: :lol: :lol:
And you said I LOOK like this guy?
He sounds more like Crazy Steve.
Are you kidding? You look and sound nothing like him, Roger!
Just commenting on Guido's admonition that someone could get their eye shot out. And it struck me that, yeah.....someone like my ex really could shoot their eye out by looking down the barrel and pulling the trigger.
Lardy.....I swear that man seemed smarter when I married him.
roger you are welcome at my home any time. good lord that was great. this will be a bedtime story for my future children