Sir, may I offer you another thought that holds my own views of you? You are quite hard to look at due to your horrible looks.
(Would you like a second opinion? You are also ugly!)
I beleive that I have the nessacary plans to enable you to construct my posterior
[QUOTE=Trounark;21011841]I dare any of you to do this line:
Consider yourself dominated, you scotch son of a bitch![/QUOTE]
I strongly advise you, good sir, to believe in the idea of yourself as being in a submissive position, with myself being dominant over your person. I would also add that you are a rather unpleasant Scottsman.
[QUOTE=Hakita;20988038]Well look at that. The fine gentleman in the suit has changed his form to be a deceased man.[/QUOTE]
Hey you shape shifted into a dead guy...
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"Kaboom, cranial bullet penetration."
MEET THE FANCY SNIPER
"I would like to inform thee that sniping is an excellent profession. It's a rather difficult occupation, it's work seldom takes place indoors, and I can guarantee you that it is unlikely you will be famished, because once a fine day rests, one fine gent will probably want another fine gent breathing no more."
"Father? No, Father, please. I am not a "Lunatic Shooter", I'm a highly trained professional in the field of killing! The difference is quite clear and sharp, as one is a respectable occupation and one is lunacy!"
"I will be perfectly straight with thee, my wellspring does not condone of my professional choices."
"Emotions? Look,gent, I shall tell you about those with such estranged emotions. Lunatics who bludgeon the cranial bones of their wife with an honorable golden cast of the game known as "Golf" have emotions.
Professional artists, such as myself, have a specific set of standards to which we must abide to. "
"Be courteous."
"Be adequate."
"Have a method to end the life of every gent you come across."
[editline]01:12PM[/editline]
"Father? Ye-Father?! Pl-Please be kind as to put dear mother on the telephone!"
MEET THE FANCY SCOUT
Hmm, I am not even sure of which part of my story I should impart you first. I wonder, do you even understand with whom you converse?
Greetings fine sir. If you don't mind me asking, I would like to know how you are doing on this sunny summer morn.
Do you have even the slightest concept of my character and past?
To make it simple, I am frankly a rather important chap.
My goodness, that is the height of visual pleasure.
Are you receiving my statement? Excellent. Grass consistently engages in the act of becoming older, avian creatures are quite often witnessed suspended in mid-air while moving from one location to the other, the Sun emits light radiation on a constant basis, and sibling, I inflict pain upon my colleagues.
I appear to have swung my metal bat with such precise aim that I have in fact achieved my intended goal of having it collide with your groin - a quite sensitive area of the body that is particularly receptive of pain. As the bat hit your body and tender skin, it produced a sound which I can only liken to "Boink!", although this may not be entirely accurate and I am welcome to suggestions as to how to better replicate this sound in the future.
Mother Nature is the cause of my actions, for she controls me.
I have now hit you in the head with the aforementioned bat, likely causing you severe brain damage and skull fracture, if not a large amount of bleeding and, in the near future, death. This time, however, the bat made a sound more likeable to "Bonk!" Although, as I said before, I am always open to suggestions as to how I could better describe this sound in the future.
If you had been a child in an area within close proximity to the area in which I was a child, then I am afraid you would certainly not have survived the experience.
I am most elated though I shall not waste time by relating to you what it is that has put me in this most wonderful of moods!
Urine?!
MEET THE FANCY HEAVY
I am the owner of a large amount of powerful weapons.
This powerful weapon, is the one I am most known for using.
This weapon weighs about one hundred-fifty kilograms and is known for being able to launch customized munitions valued at about $200 at a rate of 10,000 Rounds per minute. In order to fire this weapon for 12 seconds, I must be ready to give up about $400,000.
ho ho ho ho ha ha ha.
Good lord, who has laid their hands on my weapon? Okay, WHO VIOLATED MY WEAPON?!
A few fellows believe that they are able to outthink me in the field. Perhaps, *sniff* perhaps. However, I have not yet met such fellows that are able to outthink my munitions.
YOU ARE ALL SIMILAR TO INFANTILE CHILDREN! I SUGGEST YOU ACT AS SUCH! AHAHAHAHAHAAHA!
heh heh, I suggest they act as infants.
DUNdundundunDUNdundundunDUNdundundunDUNdundundunDUNDUNDUNDUN[b]DUN![/b]
[QUOTE=eatdembeanz;21017014][B]heh heh, I suggest they act as infants.[/B][/QUOTE]
Ahahahah.
Urine in a jar? Mon dieuuuuuu!
How humorous! You reside in a compact vehicle of transportation!
MEET THE FANCY SANDWICH
-Oh dear! I am so hungry!
-I found that old chap!!
-Sir! Please stop right there! Don't go!
-D-don't do it, gent!!
-Sir. Please. Stop!
-Oh dear lord!!
-Sir, please listen! Please calm down!!
-OH LORD, OH LORD OH LO-
-Hahaha!
-Oh no! I was punched so hard, I lost all of my blood!
-Ow, ow! Please stop!
-This isn't how you break a spine, sir! You are doing it like a lady!!
-OH DEAR GOD MY SPINE
I say kind gent, will you lend your voice amplification and communication device? "This is scout, rainbows cause me considerable grief."
If Glorious Warfare is to ensure our victory, then you sir must release your anger upon thy foe
A gentleman named sun tzu spoke these words
We require a teleportary re-locationing device here good 'old bean!
I recently looked on you medical scans and i am afraid that you sir, create vacuum.
[editline]09:22PM[/editline]
I believe that you, sir, is supposed to have a great amount of skill when it comes to repositioning you body to evade incoming projectiles.
MEET THE FANCY SOLDIER
If struggling desperately to attain the ultimate victory will indeed bring it to you, then you shall proceed! It is a quote of the gentleman that used to go around by the name of Sun Tzu, and I dare say he did know quite more than all of you scoundrels, because struggling is his invention. Furthermore, he even perfected his fine art until he could be the very best at it!
The chap then used all the finances his encounters brought upon him, so as to buy two creatures from every species God bestowed Earth. There, on an innovative ship that is highly reminiscent of Noah's Ark, he did teach them a fine lesson!
And that is why, from the dawn of times, all of us, inhabitants of this universe, call the place where animals regroup a zoo.
Excluding the possibility that building turns out to be a farm.
I have a rather caring relationship with the round baseball of my possession.
Would one of you gents kindly, um, "wrastle up" a, um, ground-based machine of matter relocation in this area?
That hefty firearm gentleman appears to be an undercover saboteur.
[QUOTE=-Chief-;21018776]I say kind gent, will you lend your voice amplification and communication device? "This is scout, rainbows make my eyes secrete liquid signifying joy."[/QUOTE]
Fixed.
Males of the gentle manner
[img]http://img715.imageshack.us/img715/5305/powderwig.png[/img]
I dare say, that man is equal to a giant bald bear, that consumes humans!
[QUOTE='[TrSB]Drako;21023481']I dare say, that man is equal to a giant bald bear, that despises humans![/QUOTE]
Corrected, my fine fellow!
That rather large, heavy set gentleman is not of our troop, but is a masquerading renegade.
You could not preform a short, feminine hop around my projectile, hmm, you dearest miniscule flora.
(Couldn't skip around that, eh, ya precious little posie)
This man, who is skilled in medical practices, honors our aggregation of like-colored gentlefolk.
(MEDICK IZ CREDAT TO TEAM :buddy:)
Preparing Fried Ham.
Would some of you fine gentlemen help me control this plate of power?
I'm quite sorry, I ask of you not to run, for the sandwich in which I am holding in my hand is only constructed of ham.
[i]"The application of medical techniques is less fulfilling than causing our common enemy distress."[/i]
(The healing is not as rewarding as the hurting.)
[B]Edit:[/B]
[I]"How do you propose that I prevent a large angry fellow from creating an extra posterior on my being?"[/I]
(How am I supposed to stop some big mean mother hubbard from tearing me a structurally superfluous new behind?)
[QUOTE=Neckbeard;21029948][I]"The application of medical techniques is less fulfilling than causing our common enemy distress."[/I]
(The healing is not as rewarding as the hurting.)
[B]Edit:[/B]
[I]"How do you propose that I prevent a large angry fellow from creating an extra posterior on my being?"[/I]
(How am I supposed to stop some big mean mother hubbard from tearing me a structurally superfluous new behind?)[/QUOTE]
"[I]The solution : Use a projectile firing weapon[/I]"
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