I have tightened up my enemies list.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I saw a man upon the stair
A little man who was not there
He was not there again today
WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER?

[LMNO]

We've got trouble!  Right here in River City!  It starts with "T" and ends with "GRR" and OHSWEETJESUSWHATISHAPPENINGTOMYFACE

[The Good Reverend Roger]

My gaming group is apparently going to make 2 TGRR sound boards ("in game" and "general").

The links will be made available here.

[Cainad (dec.)]

  Glorious!

[Q. G. Pennyworth]

Last night, while I lay thinking here,
a TGRR crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang his hated song:

SHUT UP.

[LMNO]

In Tucson did TGRR
A horrid crapsack-dome decree:
Where Hate, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of barren ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And here were gardens bright with poisonous things
Where withered many an incense-bearing hippie;
And here were deserts ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sub-blasted spots of doom.
But oh! that deeply hated chasm which slanted
Down the browned hill athwart a beaten tin cover!
A savage place! as holy and cursed
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her TGRR!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were crapping,
A mighty farting momently was forced;
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or sticky grain beneath the thresher's flail:
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the oozy river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the stench-filled river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Glorious!

The button "Fumble" gives you "OH, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"

The button "Critical" gives you "NAT 20!  HOODY HOO!"

[The Good Reverend Roger]

In Tucson did TGRR
A horrid crapsack-dome decree:
Where Hate, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of barren ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And here were gardens bright with poisonous things
Where withered many an incense-bearing hippie;
And here were deserts ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sub-blasted spots of doom.
But oh! that deeply hated chasm which slanted
Down the browned hill athwart a beaten tin cover!
A savage place! as holy and cursed
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her TGRR!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were crapping,
A mighty farting momently was forced;
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or sticky grain beneath the thresher's flail:
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the oozy river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the stench-filled river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean.

LOVE LOVE LOVE

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Last night, while I lay thinking here,
a TGRR crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang his hated song:

SHUT UP.

I'd argue that:

Last night, while I lay thinking here,
a TGRR crawled inside my ear
and pranced hairy and naked all night long
and sang his hated song:

SHUT UP.

[Q. G. Pennyworth]

Last night, while I lay thinking here,
a TGRR crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang his hated song:

SHUT UP.

I'd argue that:

Last night, while I lay thinking here,
a TGRR crawled inside my ear
and pranced hairy and naked all night long
and sang his hated song:

SHUT UP.

definitely.

[Aucoq]

You.

This thread is fucking amazing. I expected a long list, but when I read this it made me do a double-take and then laugh my ass off. Great job, TGRR. 

TGRR really cares. In the sense that he would like to see us each individually launched into the sun.

That's dedication.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

You.

This thread is fucking amazing. I expected a long list, but when I read this it made me do a double-take and then laugh my ass off. Great job, TGRR. 

TGRR really cares. In the sense that he would like to see us each individually launched into the sun.

That's dedication.

It is merely one of the duties of a Holy Man™.