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What I giveth, I can taketh away. Especially since I tooketh them in the first place.
And then I tooketh them again, and again, and again.
Um. Moving this to OT, I guess.
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"...he could never understand the sense of a contest in which the two adversaries agreed upon the rules." Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
The Lord of Socks is Malfred. He 'purifies' the feet of the sinners, banned, and warned. Feasting on the fresh seams of the broken and world weary footwear, he is almost a vampyre, eating away at the fibres of the sock until it is dead. He is repelled by Deodorant and stockings. Be warned, he will get you. It's only a matter of when he gets you.
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Every Normal Man Must Be Tempted At Times To Spit On His Hands, Hoist That Black Flag, And Begin Slitting Throats.
oh,you know. in a basement...cooking ponies into cupcakes....
i thought this came from that comment by one of the mods on how he dealt with mods that break the rules. i think it was like:
i get their socks,then have my way with them.if they deserve further punishment i give them back.
Deathshead420 wrote:As your leader, I encourage you, from time to time and always in a respectful manner, to question my logic. If you're unconvinced a particular plan of action I've decided is the wisest, tell me so! But allow me to convince you. And I promise you, right here and now, no subject will ever be taboo … except, of course, the subject that was just under discussion. The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage as a negative is – I collect your f g head. [Holds up Tanaka's head] Just like this f r here. Now, if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now's the f g time! [Pause] I didn't think so.
My roommate is the Lord of Socks. Seriously, he pulls pairs out of thin air.
There are some who walk until their legs fail them and they fall to the ground. I find that respectable.
Then there are those who drag themselves further. I find that admirable.
I swear people. Never move to Lord street. My papers go missing, Lord of Jeans is a pretentious douche, Lord of Leather Jackets gets all the chicks, and Lord of Head Apparel is totally stepping on my turf
rubiksnoob wrote:Gailbraithe is the Lord of Socks. He will return to us one day, astride a t-rex that eats coconuts and blames victims.
And swear violently at us.
In big red letters
H.B.M.C. wrote:
"Balance, playtesting - a casual gamer craves not these things!" - Yoda, a casual gamer.
Three things matter in marksmanship -
location, location, location
MagickalMemories wrote:How about making another fist?
One can be, "Da Fist uv Mork" and the second can be, "Da Uvver Fist uv Mork."
Make a third, and it can be, "Da Uvver Uvver Fist uv Mork"
Eric
rubiksnoob wrote:Gailbraithe is the Lord of Socks. He will return to us one day, astride a t-rex that eats coconuts and blames victims.
And swear violently at us.
In big red letters
But what if one lives in a tropical area and never wears socks?
Nah, no gamers there. Moving on...
Craftworld Eleuven 4500
LoneLictor on thread about an ork choking the Emperor:
LoneLictor wrote: I like to imagine the Emperor kills so many Orks that he ends up half buried beneath a pile of corpses, with only his head sticking out. A lone grot stumbles across him, and starts choking him.
Then Horus comes across the lone grot, somehow managing to kill the Emperor, and punts it into space.
g head. [Holds up Tanaka's head] Just like this f 
