Harry 'Blacksocks' MacGrognard's page

GET OFFA MAH LAWN!

I thought the only thing Bush, Palin and Obama agreed on was that kobolds are smelly and are lousy miners. Oh, and that they get their assses handed to them by gophers on a daily basis.

Mairkurion {tm} wrote:

Romulan Don Freakin Rickles wrote:

Mairkurion {tm} wrote:

Hey, maybe if I post SEBASTIAN IS A BIGFAT DOUCHEBAG AND HE EATS WORMS then he will come post over here.

So whadja do it for then? Oh,.....nevermind.....it's you.

OHMYGOD, my new favorite alias. When you die, will it to me.

Keep talking; it may be sooner than you think!

Damn you do look like Rickles you hockey puck!

ALL YOU WHIPPERSNAPPERS GET OFFA MAH LAWN!

KEEP THAT RACKET DOWN!

Durn kids

Well you ain't a-gonna have no pic-a-nic with that brood on my lawn!

NAOW GIT!

Don't make me uncork this jug of whoopass on yeh kingy. This here is my lawn!

shakes cane in king's general direction

I told you! GIT OFFA MAH LAWN!

Durn royalty

I don't care if you're the King of Siam, GET OFFA MAH LAWN!

And take that mangy mutt with you!

Someone shut that dawg up!

Durn kids

FEH! Don't flatter yourself

Dang it Cranky, I just came by to ask you if you want to go to the park and play checkers!

Miserable old coot

GIT OFFA MAH LAWN!

Back in my day, we had to walk barefoot to school in the dead of winter, with 20 feet of snow on the ground, uphill - both ways!

And you know what?

We liked it!

Aww shut yer trap yeh old fool. No one wants to hear your stories. These checkers are gettin' dusty!

Little punk

You tell'im Cranky!

KaeYoss wrote:

Did she bring the laufhter to the job?

Yeah, but she sloughed off too much (You have got to love English spelling mechanics).

Yeah, gotta love a tongue that started off Celtic, got Romanized, then Germanified, then Danishified, then re-Romanized, then threw up its hands and said 'OK! Let's just take any word people throw at us and incorporate it, it's simpler that way' ...

I'm gonna miss my checker games with Cranky

Shuffles off to the food court

Harry 'Blacksocks' MacGrognard wrote:

Hands Cranky some Sanka

There you go you old coot ..

Thanks Harry. Say, you ever seen what we did with the Parcheesi board? I can't find the dang thing nowhere.

Harry pulls it out

You left it here last time we played, you forgetful old cuss. Here, pull up a seat and we'll have a quick match. Ethel's making some rhubarb pie if you're in mind for a sliver.

Hands Cranky some Sanka

There you go you old coot ..

*Dances around in the rain, celebrating life and the beauty of nature*

Opens a window

Get out of the rain yeh durn hippy!

Slams window

Suit yerself yeh durn fool, everyone's shut for the storm anyway, but don't listen to me, what do I know?

Slams door

Durn fool! Ye'll catch the grippe hobblin' about in the rain! Get inside an' Martha'll make us some cocoa!

You been saying that since Vecna had two eyes. Your move.

Let 'em be you durn fool! You ain't catchin' them nohow an' ye'll give yerself an aneurysm you keep chasin' them about. Now sit down and play some chess! I even gave you White today, so you go first.

*Hobbles through the thread, brandishing his cane like a sword, and chasing some young whippersnappers*

An old man yells to the hobbling curmudgeon

Cranky! Stop chasin' them whippersnappers and sit down over here! I got the chess board all set up! Times a-wastin' an' you ain't got much left to squander!

The old man cackles at his own joke

STOP PUKIN' ON MAH LAWN YOU HIPPEH!