[ March 29, 2002, 09:28: Message edited by: Jay the Obscure ]
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
Yes, I completely agree. You see, when I was a kid, a lepton was a class of fundamental particles that included electrons, neutrinos, muons, and their antiparticles. The name is derived from a Greek word meaning light weight, although leptons are best characterized by their atomic interactions. Malnurtured Snay was once called Jeff Kardde here. The formation and disappearance of leptons are governed by the so-called weak interaction, and they are not affected by the strong interaction. But then, what is Socialism? "We had only a few weeks to create character creation, character combat, and starship combat systems," remembers Guy. "When we made that deadline, FASA assigned us the entire project." It was to absorb almost all of their design efforts for the next several years. Guy, Greg, and Dave created the first edition of the basic ST:RPG rules, which debuted at a Trek convention in Omaha, Nebraska. The game was an immediate success, and soon became the second best selling RPG in history at the time (although well behind #1 - Advanced Dungeons and Dragons). There have been so many definitions given of it that the minds of those who are not persistent in its study become confused, and they finally cry out in despair: "What in the world do these people want anyway?--what in the world is Socialism?" One school calling itself Socialist wants to abolish the State, and contends that government is tyranny; another school wants the State to assume control of all the means of producing and distributing wealth and give to each according to his deeds; and still another wants all property to be common and each to receive according to his needs. The registry of the starship Yamato was 1305-E. One wants cooperation by the State, another wants absolute free competition. The first boxed set included both the role playing rules and a role playing style starship combat system that remains unique among game systems. Instead of a tactical board game, the role playing combat system offered players the chance to sit at "consoles" for the various bridge stations and perform their duties by allocating power to various systems, setting course, activating the shields, and firing weapons. One wants all taxes raised on land values, and the taxes so high as to absorb rent; another wants to abolish taxes entirely, and contends that rent is robbery, and that the electron is a negatively charged subatomic particle and a constituent of all ordinary matter. Electrons are responsible for many physical and chemical properties of matter, such as the formation of chemical compounds. They are fundamental particles in that they are not now thought to be composed of simpler particles in the way that, for example, protons are composed of quarks. Rest Mass (MeV/c^2) 0.511 Lifetime (sec) stable Charge -1 s (Intrinsic Spin) 1/2 B (Baryon Number) 0 The principal source of difference between the two most conflicting schools, or in fact the two great sub-divisions of Socialists, is in the methods of reaching the greatest happiness. The anarchists believe in absolute personal liberty and that the institutions of society should conform to the individualities of persons; and the State Socialists believe in the authority of the majority and that the individual should conform to the institutions of the State and that the State shall be an absolute democracy. They all agree that the resources of nature--land, mines, and so forth--should not be held as private property and subject to being held by the individual for speculative purposes, that use of these things shall be the only valid title, and that each person has an equal right to the use of all these things. But then, what did happen to the Ambassador-class starship model? I have never heard any confirmation of the fact that it was damaged in the Earthquake. They all agree that the present social system is one composed of a class of slaves and a class of masters, and that justice is impossible under such conditions. But when the questions are asked: "How are these conditions to be changed?" and 'What will we substitute for the present system?" their answers are as much at variance as are the forces of cohesion and repulsion� Muon: Rest Mass (MeV/c^2) 105.7 Lifetime (sec) 2.2 * 10^-6 Charge -1 s (Intrinsic Spin) 1/2 B (Baryon Number) 0 The Muon is a subatomic fundamental particle with a mass equal to 207 electron masses. The existence of both positive and negative muons (one is the antiparticle of the other) was established by the American physicist Carl Anderson in 1937. Unlike other mesons, the Muon is classified as a lepton because it does not display the strong interaction (see fundamental interactions). The average life of a Muon is 2.2 X 10 (- 6) seconds, after which it decays to an electron and a pair of neutrinos. Anarchism, as I see it, is a beautiful theory, and even if not capable of complete realization the grandest of human aspirations. But I doubt whether man will ever be far enough removed from the tadpole to enjoy it as it is dreamed of. I believe, though, that the Labor movement in its entirety is moving towards the ultimate of absolute, personal freedom�I hope to see the day when the right to labor will be recognized and a much larger share of the products go to the producer than now. It is possible the powers and functions of the State will increase and methods be adopted largely influenced by the doctrines of Karl Marx and Henry George. They went on the presuppose, that, had Okuda and Sternbach known that the relevant statement had been added back into the script, they would have asked that a registry numbver that made better sense with their system be devised. State authority and State control over industry are taking strong hold of the popular mind and�will possibly have to spend itself before any large number of people will seriously consider that there may be other and better ways to establish equity than by centralized authority� Tau: Rest Mass (MeV/c^2) 1784 Lifetime (sec) 5 * 10^-13 Charge -1 s (Intrinsic Spin) 1/2 B (Baryon Number) 0 Neutrinos are a type of lepton. They have no charge, and little, if any, mass. Because of this, they almost never interact with other particles. Quark was my favorite Ferengi, too. Most neutrinos pass right through the earth without ever interacting, not even once. Neutrinos are produced in a a variety of decays and interactions. For example, a neutron decays into a proton, and electron, and an anti-neutrino. In fact, it was through careful observations of radioactive decays, that physicists hypothesized the neutrino's existence. For example, when a neutron decays into an electron and proton, the sum of the electron's and the proton's momentum is not equal to the original momentum of the neutron. Thus, there must be some other particle involved in this decay that accounts for the missing momentum: the neutrino. Because neutrinos are produced in great abundance and rarely interact with matter there are a lot of them in the Universe. If they have any mass at all they would contribute much to the total mass of the Universe and affect the expansion of it. Between absolute autonomy and majority rule there is no middle ground. However much I may sympathize with those who seek to harmonize these two conflicting elements, yet reason tells me that�one or the other must be extinguished. Sooner or later this truth will become clear to every social reformer, and the time will come when he will have to take his stand either on the one side or on the other� Just like Ro Laren.
Posted by First of Two (Member # 16) on :
You're wrong. Posted by Cartman (Member # 256) on :
Come again?
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
we've been through your views on the rest mass of the muon before, First...
Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
MUONS? WE HAVE MUONS?
Posted by Jay the Obscure (Member # 19) on :
Oh my goodness, this is turning into one of those cult threads!
Cool.
Posted by 359mph (Member # 37) on :
I thought this thread was going to be about Nirvana...
But since it's not...
GANGBANG!
[ March 29, 2002, 12:54: Message edited by: 359mph ]
Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
COUNT US IN!
Posted by akb1979 (Member # 557) on :
Quick! Pass me the bucket! I'm gonna upchuck!
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
He-Man sighed and looked at He-Ro. *Any ideas?* he thought, mostly to himself. He-Ro either read his mind or his expression, for He-Man heard the wizard's voice in his head. *Wait for it.* "Well, 'heroes'?" Shadow Weaver asked. He-Man and He-Ro made no move to respond. Shadow Weaver hissed. "Very well, then--" Her words were cut short by an explosion of light. The blast dissolved the bonds of darkness holding the sword and Glimmer. He-Man grabbed the Sword of Power before it even hit the ground, while Glimmer landed on her feet and, raising her hands, trapped the dark sorceress in chains of light. "Good work, Bow!" He-Ro said. The archer dropped down from a shadowed ledge a distance away and rushed towards them. "I thought you might need me back there," he said. "And you were right," He-Ro said, just before a blast of fire forced him and the other two men to drop to the ground. "Getting a bit warm out, isn't it?" "And it's going to heat up even more, wizard!" Hordak said, aiming his cannon for a second shot. "YAAAHOOOO!" All of them looked up, but Hordak quickly ducked and transformed his cannon arm into a shield as laser fire began to rain down upon him. Flipshot's Sky Sled hovered above them, followed by a flying ship. "The _Solar Sailor_," Bow said. "I didn't think they'd get here." The flying ship came to rest above the courtyard, its stun cannons blazing. The Horde Troopers massed their fire, but their blasts spattered off the sides of the ship with little damage. A rope was then flung over the side of the ship, and Sea Hawk came sliding down it. "Glad you could make it, Hawk," Bow said, clasping hands with the buccaneer. "Likewise. And it's good to see you too, He-Man. Now, let's say we take care of these Horde trash." "Not likely, pirate!" Hordak said. Still crouched beneath the shield, Hordak removed a small device from his belt. "Prepare the evacuation!" he shouted, pressing a button. The heroes felt a slight shaking beneath their feet as rounded walls of metal rose up around the Horde Troopers. A moment later, they realized why those robots had been standing in tight formation throughout the battle, as numerous carrier ships arose from the ground beneath the Troopers and lifted off into the air above the Fright Zone. Hordak fired a shot from a dropped stun baton at Glimmer, disrupting her concentration and freeing Shadow Weaver from the princess' lightchains. The witch then vanished in a burst of smoke and sulphur. Shifting to a rocket form, the Horde's erstwhile governor-general of Etheria flew up to join with the lead ship, returning to his humanoid shape as he landed on top of it. "Activate gravity web!" he said, and the small band of champions saw a movement in his hand as he apparently pushed another button. A moment later, all of them found themselves lying flat on the ground. Flipshot's Sky Sled suffered a rapid descent into a corner of the Fright Zone, while the _Solar Sailor_ began to drift downward. "Incredible gravity," He-Ro muttered; even getting the words out was an effort. "Not to mention some other kind of energy field; I can't even focus enough to get a minor prestdigitation off." He-Man was able to look up to the sky; even from a distance, he could see the malevolent grin on Hordak's face as he looked down on the now-helpless heroes and remaining Horde forces. He then pressed a third button. "Prepare the reactor for detonation."
To Be Continued . . . .
Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
WE ARE CAPTIVATED! PLEASE ENDOW US MORE!
Posted by Siegfried (Member # 29) on :
This thread has definitely brightened my day.
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
Dawson walked into his room to find the last thing he expected, crying on his bed. Joey. She immediately stopped upon his entrance. "Joey..."
"Dawson, I am so sorry.""What happened, Joey?""I told you, Jack kissed me and--" "No, not Jack. This is not about Jack. About us. What is going on between us?" "I don't know, Dawson."
"Ever since we got together I feel like you've been pulling away from me. I thought this was what you wanted, you know? I thought I was what you wanted." "You are.""Am I?""You're what I'm going to want, Dawson.""What does that mean?" "For so long, all I've thought about was you. All I dreamed about wasyou." "What happened?"
"I got my dream and now I feel like I don't have anything else. I mean, you have your future so perfectly planned, Dawson, you know exactly what you want to do, what you want to accomplish, and I don't even know who I am, let alone who I want to be or accomplish and I need to figure that out. I need to find my something.""So go find it."
"It can't include you, Dawson. It has to be my doing, and mine alone. You make me so happy, you know? But I have to make myself happy first. That's probably the one thing in this whole world that you can't do for me." "So what are you saying?"
Joey sadly walked away from him and started towards the window. "Joey?Joey, no, Joey!" Dawson said in a panicked confusion. "I... I loveyou." Joey stopped in her tracks and walked back to him."I love you, too, Dawson." Dawson took the words to mean that everything was going to be all right and leaned in to kiss her. Joey pulled away and went back towards the window. Dawson didn't understand. "Wait, b-b-but how can it be over? We can't just say I love you for the first time and have it be over!" Joey stayed strong. "I have to go, Dawson. Goodnight," she said before climbing out thewindow. She stopped to lean against the house and compose herself before running off into the night. Dawson's confusion turned to anger. He violently threw whatever was in reach, hoping to make the object feel the stinging he suddenly couldn't bear. He watched Joey run for a moment before kicking down the ladder, going back into his room, and slamming the window shut.
You are my fire,The one desire.Believe when I say I want it that way. Dawson lay awake in his bed even though it was three in the morning. To the naive onlooker, everything looked normal. The window was open again to let in the night air. The lights were all off and Dawson was still. The only sound audible was his breathing.
But everything wasn't normal. Dawson's whole world had just been ripped apart. His feet were pulled out from under him and he could not regain his balance. For two months, he had lived for nothing but Joey. He couldn't even remember what he used to think about before he started to obsess over her. There was nothing except for movies and movie nights and... Joey. How could she leave me? he thought. I wanted to fix things. Shedidn't. They weren't perfect, but I-- we could have fixed things. How could she leave when I finally realized-- I love her. Dawson felt his neckgetting stiff, but he didn't care. He continued lying on his side, staring at the window and hoping Joey would materialize. He scoffed at his eternal optimism... it wasn't going to help him this time. Then he realized something else that he hadn't noticed yet through the silence and the darkness: he was crying.
But we are two worlds apart. Can't reach to your heart,When you say that'I want it that way'. Joey woke up from her useless sleep for the third time that night. She lay in numbness, staring at the ceiling. Joey was surprised that she could remain as composed as she did, that she actually went through with it. She stifled a sob. She couldn't let anyone else in her house see or hear her cry. She never had been able to, she always had to keep on her strong exterior. Of course, that didn't help her deal with loss too well. She knew if she didn't have the privacy to burst into tears comfortably sometime soon, it was not going to be good for her. She swallowed and turned on her side, looking out the window at the cresent moon. She hadn't been able to stop replaying that night's events over and over in her mind. The talk with Jack, Dawson throwing a punch, going back to Dawson's room... She started to sing the only line she knew from "Somewhere Out There". She thought it was such a beautiful line she had even bothered to memorize it. That's what she got for being secretly romantic. But as she looked at the sky, she smiled briefly because she knew it applied.
"Somewhere out there," she sang, almost in a whisper, "beneaththe pale moonlight... someone's thinking of me, and loving me tonight."
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Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
Hey, why don't you get your people to talk to my people, and we'll hook you up with something. Man-Train completely included, of course.
Ima wrote Dawson Fana Writin' too, y'all. An' lookee where it got me!
Posted by Matrix (Member # 376) on :
WTF is this?
In the first pic I hope that isn't you...
Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
Why? That just so happens to be me, with my Grandma Estelle on her 75th Birthday. I thought it was really funny, as we were both so shocked.
Posted by Matrix (Member # 376) on :
...Look like that kid from Road Trip that had a Military father and such. Kinda look weird...
Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
This is my older brother, Reynolds.
Posted by Cartman (Member # 256) on :
*Not sure wether to make potentially insulting remark about image or consider post part of UM's rich imagination*
When in doubt...
Posted by TSN (Member # 31) on :
Who originally introduced Ultra to Something Awful, and how can we appropriately punish them?
Posted by Dr. Jonas Bashir (Member # 481) on :
Someone mentioned he resembled Cliff Yablonski, so you have some search parameters now.
Can I participate in the punishment? I have a new club and I'd want to use it for something useful.
Posted by Malnurtured Snayer (Member # 411) on :
When you say you have a new club, do you mean the "blunt object" kind of club, or the "let's watch the entire first season of TNG in a row and tape UM's eyes open so he has to watch it all and suffer through it in Portugese?!"
Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
SHOVE IT UP YOU A-R-S-E!
Posted by Siegfried (Member # 29) on :
I know I had a dream once that involved a Flare convention, but this thread reminds that some of ya'll I just don't think I want to meet in person. Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
Holy City was once home to thriving cult and businesses A brothel in Los Gatos! Not exactly in Los Gatos, but up in Holy City, when self-styled "Father" William Riker ran his cult city in the early and mid-1900s on the old two-lane Santa Cruz Highway about seven miles south of Los Gatos. This was before a freeway bypassed his domain, thus spelling its demise.
Riker had been a street preacher in San Francisco, where he offered discipleships to followers who liquidated their assets, including, in a few cases, homes. With this money and some of his own, he purchased a large tract of mountain property on both sides of the road and set up services for the public's physical and spiritual needs. In the early days of automobiles, it was a rare vehicle that could motor nonstop to Santa Cruz without water to cool a steaming engine.
He established a gasoline station with plenty of radiator water on hand, as well as a restaurant, a grocery store and a print shop to stamp out his messages. Over a string of storefronts was the message "Holy City is the Comforter and the New Jerusalem." He also acquired one of the state's early radio licenses to spread his "word."
Even the giant Santas spaced along the bending road through Holy City offered messages from Riker. It was said that the Santas once lined Hollywood Boulevard in Southern California.
Riker's disciples, whom he expected to be celibate, worked these many enterprises and were assured a comfortable lifestyle--especially during the Great Depression.
As World War II approached, Riker became an outspoken admirer of Germany's F�hrer, Adolph Hitler, and corresponded with him. When the United States entered World War II after the bombing of Pearl Harbor, Riker urged American servicemen not to fight against Germany but to aim their guns toward the Japanese.
For this advice he was hauled into federal court in San Francisco on charges of sedition. His defense attorney was the late Melvin Belli, who got Riker off by telling the court that Riker was a "harmless old kook." When Belli asked for his fee, Riker threatened to sue Belli for calling him an "old kook," the very term that got him off. Belli got his fee.
As for the brothel, it came to these ears in an unexpected way.
A year ago last spring, the Los Gatos High School Class of 1937 held a reunion at Los Gatos Lodge, to which my wife, Barbara, invited me (LGHS '35) to tag along. You know her from previous columns as my "better half, better speller and better memory."
Because some of the '37ers came from afar and were staying at the lodge, a few locals invited the travelers to breakfast in the lodge's dining room. The event later turned into a walk down memory lane, with everyone recalling something of old Los Gatos.
When the nod went to longtime mountain resident Andy Lund, he spoke of Holy City and Stumble Inn, a bar a few hundred yards down the two-lane road toward Los Gatos. Travelers arriving in Holy City would first notice Stumble Inn. Lund said the second story served as a brothel. Perhaps Riker's disciples were not as celibate as he advised.
Posted by akb1979 (Member # 557) on :
quote:Originally posted by U//Magnus: SHOVE IT UP YOU A-R-S-E!
HEY! That's MY line! Thief!
Posted by Matrix (Member # 376) on :
...You guys sure help in supporting the typical image of a Trekkie...
Well, if I had a camera (that worked) I'd give you my pic, but then you wouldn;t believe me if I showed you. I would end up giving you a pic of my bro or something.
Posted by Sol System (Member # 30) on :
The typical trekkie is a mad agent of chaos?
Posted by PsyLiam (Member # 73) on :
No, just TargetEmployee.
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
"I WILL DISEMBOWEL CHAOS!!.." "I, TONGO RAD will help you, Captain!" "Quickly, to our STARSHIPS! The Constant and the Nautilus !!!!!!!
[ April 03, 2002, 07:15: Message edited by: CaptainMike ]
Posted by TSN (Member # 31) on :
That Connie's looking a little moldy...
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
you would think the son of the Catullan ambassador would deserve better
Posted by Siegfried (Member # 29) on :
Welcome to CaptainMike's Pre-Owned Starship Emporeum! All ships must go go GO!
Posted by Grokca (Member # 722) on :
Those aren't pre-owned they are used.
Posted by Siegfried (Member # 29) on :
Here's a Lollipop, now go away kid, ya bother me! I'm trying to make a sale here, see?
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
We got most of the yagghorth out of the hangar bay! Its completly continuum-safe..
what.. no thats not a maquis raider hull.. just looks like it!
Posted by Matrix (Member # 376) on :
...CaptainMike looks like a giant dwarf... Just kidding.
Did you make those Connie pics yourself? Why the rust and mold and stuff?
Posted by PsyLiam (Member # 73) on :
Because it's 2399 and Starfleet is made up of 33% Defiants, 33% Akiras, 33% Sovereigns and 1000% TheMotherFuckerWitTeHB1gPH@Z0RZ! Who has time to wash down an old Connie?
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
The Constant is what i call the Dominion War Constitution-variant. Thats how the actual model looked... The Nautilus, its from the book 'Crossroad'..
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$ spoiler warnings for a 10 year old book..
there was this time travel deal and it caused some big 'problem'.. basically there was a timeline where the Federation got taken over by an evil corporation that made invasive medical technology for brain control... old connie starships werent refit, but made into junk freighters powered by spaceborne telepathic monsters that could create warp fields, but infested a ship forever.. of course, evil governments invariably spawn time-traveling rebels, a bunch of whom hijacked the Nautilus, a messy old freight-Connie, and came back in time from the 26th century to kill Sarah Connor.. um i mean, Christine Chapel, who would create this company. Of course, somebody just talked her out of it or something (i dont remember) and the bad guys of Starfleet did some stuff too but all their timeline went poofy-doof when Chapel decided to become a doctor instead of creating a company with technology to help retards have normal brains, but gets mutated into a technology to be used for government mind-control. But their ship was literally internally encrusted with mold in the lower rear sections, where the monster lived. The best part of the book though, was the rebels commandeering the Enterprise bowling alley, and capturing the guys with the best jobs on the ship.. join starfleet, get a uniform, see the galaxy.. while waxing bowling alleys and shoveling uniforms into recyclers all day long.
[ April 03, 2002, 18:45: Message edited by: CaptainMike ]
Posted by Nim Pim (Member # 205) on :
Wholly shit.
Posted by Mucus (Member # 24) on :
Yes.
Posted by D O L P H, creator of the universe (Member # 709) on :
I AM DISPLEASED! DO NOT MAKE ME DESTROY YOUR PUNY CULT THREAD!!
[ April 04, 2002, 10:55: Message edited by: D O L P H, creator of the universe ]
Posted by Malnurtured Snayer (Member # 411) on :
If Flower Man were still here, I think he'd've changed his name to "Captain Mike" ... Posted by Harry (Member # 265) on :
Quick, Batman, all Heck has broken loose!
Posted by D O L P H, creator of the universe (Member # 709) on :
Robin.. I'm going to have.. to get back to.. you.. there's a.. problem here...
Posted by Matrix (Member # 376) on :
...crazy people...
Posted by Siegfried (Member # 29) on :
It's all fun and games until someone summons Adam West. We're doomed. All our Batman are belong to them.
Posted by Vogon Poet (Member # 393) on :
For great woodenness.
Posted by Siegfried (Member # 29) on :
Move all Batmobile.
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
you have no chance to survive make your time ha-ha-hahahahahahaaaaauuugghh.. what the hell is that stuff.. thats not funny!
[ April 04, 2002, 18:55: Message edited by: CaptainMike ]
Posted by Siegfried (Member # 29) on :
Now that is simply funny. Posted by 359mph (Member # 37) on :
ROFLMAO...
The expression on the Joker is classic... Posted by Kosh (Member # 167) on :
Only someone very confident in themselves could wear that outfit, or maybe someone crazy.
Posted by Harry (Member # 265) on :
WHO ARE YOU KALLINGK KRAZY!??
Posted by Malnurtured Snayer (Member # 411) on :
Did someone forget to tell him that Klansmen are supposed to cover their face? And, er, what? They don't budget for decent evil masks anymore? At worse, I'm sure they could pick up some old Snowtrooper helmets from LucasFilm ...
Posted by Grokca (Member # 722) on :
I can't get the condom on so we can't have oral sex.
Posted by Siegfried (Member # 29) on :
That's it. I'm outta here...
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
Posted by 359mph (Member # 37) on :
I don't get that picture. Is that supposed to be the AFLACK bird?
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
Oh sweet sassy molassy!
Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
Aw jeez, eh? Them there Nazzies have done gone brewin' up a storm, eh? I'm yer frien', I s'pose, eh?
Posted by U//Magnus (Member # 239) on :
"Oh sweet sassy molassy!" == SNL?
Posted by Harry (Member # 265) on :
Posted by Cartman (Member # 256) on :
I smell a CappCom comin' up.
Posted by Harry (Member # 265) on :
What about a Photoshop-Com ?
Here's my entry:
Posted by The_Tom (Member # 38) on :
Posted by TSN (Member # 31) on :
Y'know, now that we have the Flare Upload again, a contest on the order of SA's Photoshop Phriday would be rather feasible...
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
Posted by PsyLiam (Member # 73) on :
"Y'know, now that we have the Flare Upload again, a contest on the order of SA's Photoshop Phriday would be rather feasible..."
Yes. The person in charge of competitions around here really should go and sort that out.
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
Posted by Malnurtured Snayer (Member # 411) on :
:)
You're awesome, Captain Mikey!
[ April 13, 2002, 08:25: Message edited by: Malnurtured Snayer ]
Posted by Ritten (Member # 417) on :
In other galactic news, U.S.S Benson was damaged in an odd accident yesterday when it was struck by huge vension steaks, which were very well-done. The Captain of the vessel refused to comment, but his Executive Officer, Command Snayer, snickered and said, "It's a Jeep thing...." The Federation Council has issued Starfleet an order to mark all areas where these stellar deer cross the space lanes .....
Posted by akb1979 (Member # 557) on :
ROFLMAO
Posted by TSN (Member # 31) on :
Posted by Malnurtured Snayer (Member # 411) on :
Can I make that my sig?
Posted by TSN (Member # 31) on :
If you can find a way to put an image into a signature, I'm sure you can, until CC sees it and removes it.
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
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Posted by TSN (Member # 31) on :
An interesting illustrated comment from someone who just resurrected a three-days-dead thread...
Posted by CaptainMike (Member # 709) on :
I hope i have an effect on the next Google zeitgeist when they note my continuous searches in the Image driectory for the phrase 'dead horse'
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This is my older brother, Reynolds.
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