A lot of interesting speculations about Mike McArtor.Rhothaerill:
Ummm, if Mike permitted anything to be known about himself, being a ninja wouldn't some of those moves be things other than 'roundhouse kicks' all the time? I'm fairly certain lots of oriental weapons & martial arts would be involved.
Just commenting in case you have time to produce a 'corrected' version, if Mike will let you. :D
No corrections!
Substituting 'Mike McArtor' for 'Chuck Norris' (and removing a few of the more offensive Chuck Norris facts) wasn't too bad, but I don't want to do any more substitutions. :)
Ha ha! He didn't say Pigeons!S/\/\RFs are invading this thread. Time to break out the dinerware and invite Mc Artor to the table.Okay, time to intervene. S/\/\RFs, I am sorry but you cannot invade this thread. There is a strict law among Paizonians: S/\/\RFs, Snorks, Mcartors, Lemmings, and Monkeys can only invade threads that are specifically devoted to them. Get outta here!
Or Squirrels. At them my minions. Take all their nuts.
I am Mike McArtor of the Clan McArtor. I was born in 1518 in the village of Glenfinnan on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal.
You too Huh? Aye thought I felt saomethin' familiar.
~~~~Unsheaths his Claymore~~~~
In the end, their canna be only one.
Or Squirrels. At them my minions. Take all their nuts.Ha ha! He didn't say Pigeons!S/\/\RFs are invading this thread. Time to break out the dinerware and invite Mc Artor to the table.Okay, time to intervene. S/\/\RFs, I am sorry but you cannot invade this thread. There is a strict law among Paizonians: S/\/\RFs, Snorks, Mcartors, Lemmings, and Monkeys can only invade threads that are specifically devoted to them. Get outta here!
Skiurids! Our natural enemies! DIE!!!
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When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Mike McArtor always says at a time like that:
"Have ya paid your dues, Mike?"
"Yessir, the check is in the mail."
Way out west there was this fella I wanna tell ya about. Goes by the name of Mike McArtor. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. See, this McArtor, he called himself "The Ninja". Now, "Ninja" - there's a name no man would self-apply where I come from. But then there was a lot about the Ninja that didn't make a whole lot of sense. And a lot about where he lived, likewise. But then again, maybe that's why I found the place so darned interestin'. See, they call Bellevue the "Beautiful View"; but I didn't find it to be that, exactly. But I'll allow it as there are some nice folks there. 'Course I ain't never been to London, and I ain't never seen France. And I ain't never seen no queen in her damned undies, so the feller says. But I'll tell you what - after seeing Bellevue, and this here story I'm about to unfold, well, I guess I seen somethin' every bit as stupefyin' as you'd seen in any of them other places. And in English, too. So I can die with a smile on my face, without feelin' like the good Lord gypped me. Now this here story I'm about to unfold took place in the early '90s - just about the time of our conflict with Sad'm and the I-raqis. I only mention it because sometimes there's a man... I won't say a hero, 'cause, what's a hero? Sometimes, there's a man. And I'm talkin' about the Ninja here - the Ninja from Bellevue. Sometimes, there's a man, well, he's the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that's the Ninja. The Ninja, from Bellevue. And even if he's a lazy man - and the Ninja was most certainly that. Quite possibly the laziest in all of King County, which would place him high in the runnin' for laziest worldwide. Sometimes there's a man, sometimes, there's a man. Well, I lost my train of thought here. But... aw, hell. I've done introduced it enough.
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He fits right in there. And that's the Ninja. The Ninja, from Bellevue. And even if he's a lazy man - and the Ninja was most certainly that. Quite possibly the laziest in all of King County, which would place him high in the runnin' for laziest worldwide.
That whole preamble is super awesome, but that section is the best. THE BEST!
:D
McArtor. McArtor. McArtor.
Damn, still noth....aaaaarrrrrgggghhhhh!
Bye Zombie. You'll rise again.
Isn't Aber a skeleton?
Yeah, I think if you want to summon Alyssa Milano, you and your hot sisters need to simultaneously recite a poem gleaned from a musty text you found in your attic.
Wow. A Charmed reference. :P
There is no Mike McArtor, only Zuul.
McArtor
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Nope. Dangit!
McArtor
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Nope. Dangit!
Maybe if I howl?
OOoooooWWWWWwwwwwMcArtorwwwwwWWWWoooooOO
Nada. Off-key too.
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Mmmmm......Alyssa MilanoAlyssa Milano!
Do Zombies have Sex drives?....
And...
Inga: WereMcartor!!
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: WereMcartor?
Igor: There.
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: What?
Igor: There, Mcartor. There, castle
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Why are you talking that way.
Igor: I thought you wanted to.
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: No, I don't want to.
Igor: Suit yourself. I'm easy.
When it comes to Alyssa, I think even a rock can have a sex drive.Mmmmm......Alyssa MilanoAlyssa Milano!
Do Zombies have Sex drives?....
AMEN!!!
McArtor! McArtor! McArtor!
McArtor! McArtor! McArtor!
...is insane and never going to get his own word curse!
McArtor! McArtor! McArtor!...is insane and never going to get his own word curse!
McArtor could be a vestige. Hey, anyone have a binder's seal ready? Call upon the spirit of McArtor, form a successful pact, and use his power to rule the world.
...Or maybe charm Alyssa Milano to get in the sack with you.
McArtor. Now there is a name I have not heard in a looong time.
McArtor, I just can't quit you.
You had to say it.
I really hate that McArtor guy.