That site sounds like its created by a real group of winners ala the former ""militaria"" forum started by another class "A" jerk with the last name of honts.
It's the internet. It took me 9 years of using to realize the other people on it were real...I thought I made them all up. You are shoveling coal into their fires if you go start fighting...they want to start fights because they are entertained by them. Remember the internets doesn't pay you for keystrokes.
I got on the web during Desert Shield. The fights then were awesome. Usenet was largely unmoderated and pretty wooly. It was apparently the first time some folks had ever run into anybody who didn't see things the way they did.
There should at least be a championship belt or something, for internet fight champ. The first rule of Internet Fight Club is you do NOT talk about Internet Fight Club...
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You are hanging out at the wrong places. Come on up here we'll go to the U.P. and wear suits and ties into some miners/loggers bars.
I may have a new Avatar....what's animal head display on the couch behind you? it looks like an afghan made out of kitten and squirrel heads.
Those are stickers from the Endangered Wolf Center where I volunteer. Swift Fox, Red Maned Wolf and African Wild Dog there. It was my wife's last computer. Now replaced with one that works. You can use that if you want, btw.
OP is WW2F's Lucha Libre champ... I wouldn't fight anyone who looked like that either. It's called crazy eyes. Can't fight crazy. I mean, who makes blankets out of dead animals?
AS Curly of the Three Stooges fame said more than once: "Why Soitenly, nyuk, nyuk, nyuk". Index page • www.histomil.com A few surprises there too, but I aint elaborating as its sorta embarassing :lol::lol::lol:
Well, Carl, I see a number of familiar names over there, and surprise of surprises, a certain C.Evans is among the posting leaders. I may slip over there myself and see how it is.
No, but I rewired the doorbell so you got a blood-curdling scream when you pushed the button. Kids with damp pants were bringing their friends around to call at my door.