The Heathen Citadel
- Bloodstalker
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Please, no more talk about "light"
I still remember the time my cousin and me snuck out off town to see some creepy weird exostential type guy in Panama. Seems the rumor had it that this guy held the secret to all things, and being the naturally curios lads we was, we figured maybe he'd have the answers to thosedeep questions that all us small town southern folk had. Y'know, the usual, like "How far removed does kin have to be before they ain't close enough to still be considered for romance?","What exactly is a subway, and how the Hell do them city folk get anywhere riding in a sandwich anyway?" that kinda thing. But the real question was how to make girls give in instantly and without fail.
Anyhow, we climbed his damn mountain, talked to the dude, and in exchange for a bad of Huggies * don't ask*, he mentioned some nonsense about animal magnatism in his babblings. Didn't make much sense to us at the time, but when we got home, we figured magnatism had someting to do with electricity.So, being bright as we were, we rustled us up a couple bulls, and stuck their tails in the power outlet. Course, that's when it wall went to Hell. The bulls lit up like the fourht of July, let out some ungodly sounds that seemed to resemble sheep mating calls in light of the small wool stampede that broke down our door. This caused no end of trouble as many small farmers came with pitchforks and torches demanding we return their "loved ones" After en extended mess involving much pain and suffering, the families were reunited with their sheep, the bulls went back to the herd, still lit up like beacons, and we managed to avoid any major backlash besides Pa taking a sapling to us. On the plus side, we did manage to spotlight 3 deer and two possums on the trip returning the bulls, so we all feasted well that week. Still, it weren't worth it in the long run, as we were known from then on and homewreckers to the local sheep farming community, and they can really hold a grudge.
Since that day, I don't seek the light anymore.
I still remember the time my cousin and me snuck out off town to see some creepy weird exostential type guy in Panama. Seems the rumor had it that this guy held the secret to all things, and being the naturally curios lads we was, we figured maybe he'd have the answers to thosedeep questions that all us small town southern folk had. Y'know, the usual, like "How far removed does kin have to be before they ain't close enough to still be considered for romance?","What exactly is a subway, and how the Hell do them city folk get anywhere riding in a sandwich anyway?" that kinda thing. But the real question was how to make girls give in instantly and without fail.
Anyhow, we climbed his damn mountain, talked to the dude, and in exchange for a bad of Huggies * don't ask*, he mentioned some nonsense about animal magnatism in his babblings. Didn't make much sense to us at the time, but when we got home, we figured magnatism had someting to do with electricity.So, being bright as we were, we rustled us up a couple bulls, and stuck their tails in the power outlet. Course, that's when it wall went to Hell. The bulls lit up like the fourht of July, let out some ungodly sounds that seemed to resemble sheep mating calls in light of the small wool stampede that broke down our door. This caused no end of trouble as many small farmers came with pitchforks and torches demanding we return their "loved ones" After en extended mess involving much pain and suffering, the families were reunited with their sheep, the bulls went back to the herd, still lit up like beacons, and we managed to avoid any major backlash besides Pa taking a sapling to us. On the plus side, we did manage to spotlight 3 deer and two possums on the trip returning the bulls, so we all feasted well that week. Still, it weren't worth it in the long run, as we were known from then on and homewreckers to the local sheep farming community, and they can really hold a grudge.
Since that day, I don't seek the light anymore.
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Guess what? I got a fever, and the only prescription is more cowbell!
Guess what? I got a fever, and the only prescription is more cowbell!
- Bloodstalker
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[QUOTE=Luis Antonio]Indeed, the only difference is that IM's smily is a link to some surprise. But my guess is that Gilles and lk911 havent noticed that. Anyway, I'd recommend IM to place a click here in black or something to show there is a link there.[/QUOTE]
No, you're right. And don't have the tendency to follow my focuspoint with the mousepointer, and I don't feel the urge to click a dude with sunglasses.
No, you're right. And don't have the tendency to follow my focuspoint with the mousepointer, and I don't feel the urge to click a dude with sunglasses.
[size=-1]An optimist is a badly informed pessimist.[/size]
- Locke Da'averan
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hmm.. good story there.. i especially liked the part where the bovines were glowing
@Brynn: you DO seem to aggressively argue that your not a pervert.. denial perhaps??
i mean, it's perfectly normal if one is not a pervert and denies it, but you seem to have such a fiery passion in denying it that it could be that your trying to hide smth, eh??
@BS: this does not mean pervs aren't welcomed in here, we welcome everyone except the COMM which are tolerated though..
"you can't make a pervert without breaking someone's eggs"
![Big Grin :D](./images/smilies/)
@Brynn: you DO seem to aggressively argue that your not a pervert.. denial perhaps??
@BS: this does not mean pervs aren't welcomed in here, we welcome everyone except the COMM which are tolerated though..
"you can't make a pervert without breaking someone's eggs"
[QUOTE=Luis Antonio]Nah, you're not a pervert, you're a saint wild rabbit, Brynn. Never worry. I was talking about young Bloodmire... hehehe... he sure has potential
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woohoo its the first time in my life i have potential (even if it is to be a pervert)![Stick Out Tongue :p](./images/smilies/)
woohoo its the first time in my life i have potential (even if it is to be a pervert)
Another cameo appearance from Bloodmire ![Big Grin :D](./images/smilies/)
You obviously haven't been around long! We already worship Brynn!Come on guys, Brynn can't be a pervert. If she were, the Citadel would quickly devolve into the Temple of Brynn and we would all sit around worshipping her.
Mag: Don't remember much at all of last night do you?
Me: put simply.... No
Mag: From what I put together of your late night drunken ramblings? Vodka, 3 girls, and then we played tic-tac-toe and slapped each other around.
Me: put simply.... No
Mag: From what I put together of your late night drunken ramblings? Vodka, 3 girls, and then we played tic-tac-toe and slapped each other around.
- Luis Antonio
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- Luis Antonio
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Brynn.....,. hate to worry you... but we kinda already have picturs. Should make some copies and hand them out to everyone
And they said idol worship was dead!
Mag: Don't remember much at all of last night do you?
Me: put simply.... No
Mag: From what I put together of your late night drunken ramblings? Vodka, 3 girls, and then we played tic-tac-toe and slapped each other around.
Me: put simply.... No
Mag: From what I put together of your late night drunken ramblings? Vodka, 3 girls, and then we played tic-tac-toe and slapped each other around.
- Luis Antonio
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[QUOTE=giles337]Brynn.....,. hate to worry you... but we kinda already have picturs
And they said idol worship was dead!
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Gilles, you promised me that revealing picture you took from Brynn when she was in the Z4... hey... if you dont give that to me I'll kick you, allright?
And they said idol worship was dead!
Gilles, you promised me that revealing picture you took from Brynn when she was in the Z4... hey... if you dont give that to me I'll kick you, allright?
Flesh to stone ain't permanent, it seems.