~I turn at the door and stick my tongue out at Solnes, then the math book hits me in the head and I go flying back~ Oooohhhhhhh!!!*throws math book at Sharoth* :)Remember, 1 + 1 = 11. ~grins and runs~Good luck with your schoolwork, Solnes.Thanks! :D
I have a 98% in the EDU class, its just that dangedable math! Grr, only ths class and one more like ths one and then I am done with math for the rest of my education career!
HA! Score! ;)
~groans~ medic
Where can I get a dragon slaying mathbook?
www.phoenixuniversityonline.com
Its where i got mine anyways. ;)
~groans~ medic
Aww poor dragon. You gonna be ok?
~groans~ medicAww poor dragon. You gonna be ok?
~quietly groans in pain~ ow. ow. ow. Evil, mean, nasty, math book throwing wench. ~slowly crawls away~
Solnes, stop talking to Flash and let him go to sleep. :)
We are having a religious discussion. Something we have yet to do. And he needs someone to talk to, I will make him go to bed in a few minutes. :)
Anything going on?
~quietly groans in pain~ ow. ow. ow. Evil, mean, nasty, math book throwing wench. ~slowly crawls away~~groans~ medicAww poor dragon. You gonna be ok?
I'm not evil or nasty...but I can be mean, and I did throw the book. So for that I apologize. :)
Heh. At first, I thought, Why is David sending me a Jimmy Dean commercial? But on a related note, I did have a Jimmy Dean breakfast this morning. And on another related note, most of my ancestors who aren't English are Orange Irish.
WOO-HOO!
Rewarded for minimal effort!
Lunch Time!! Nom Nom Nom, burritos!!! :D
Trying to decide what to have for lunch. Looks like it's between scrambled eggs and ramen.
Trying to decide what to have for lunch. Looks like it's between scrambled eggs and ramen.
Okay, I don't know why, but that post looked weird.
Too much sleep deprivation....
Trying to decide what to have for lunch. Looks like it's between scrambled eggs and ramen.Add scrambled egg to the ramen.
Mmm. Egg drop noodle soup. Sounds like a win. :)
Trying to decide what to have for lunch. Looks like it's between scrambled eggs and ramen.Add scrambled egg to the ramen.
I can vouch for that combo. Of course, I was a very bad boy and threw a little havarti cheese in as well....don't do what I did ;D
Mmm. Egg drop noodle soup. Sounds like a win. :)Trying to decide what to have for lunch. Looks like it's between scrambled eggs and ramen.Add scrambled egg to the ramen.
And it just started getting cooler here in Atlanta this week. Egg drop soup sounds really good now.... :P
In and out the boards today. Did we get Untitledized?
And it just started getting cooler here in Atlanta this week. Egg drop soup sounds really good now.... :PMmm. Egg drop noodle soup. Sounds like a win. :)Trying to decide what to have for lunch. Looks like it's between scrambled eggs and ramen.Add scrambled egg to the ramen.
It just started getting cooler here in Michigan this week as well. :)
It was somewhat surreal last week when it was muggy and hot in mid-September.
It just started getting cooler here in Michigan this week as well. :)
It was somewhat surreal last week when it was muggy and hot in mid-September.
Truth be told, it started getting cooler down here on Labor Day weekend (which I was most grateful for - DragonCon (and the crunch of over 30,000 people) is much more enjoyable when it's not in the 90s+...
We actually opened up our balcony last night and let the air in instead of turning on the A/C. My kind of weather... :)
Ummm - what's happening to the thread? Our posts are becoming a bit more...colonial...in syntax.
Its about 70 here, with a chilly wind. Last night we actually turned the fans off and the heat on. It was like 60 and very cold. Well, for us anyways. :)
*Is doing the "I should have grant money in three weeks" dance* :D
Gadzooks, this doth be most bizarre. Verily...
[EDIT:] Hmmmm..........
I love filters.
Jabberwocky.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe
What is with teh danged boards? Have they finally cracked?!
It would appear so.... :)
Edited EDIT: There we go! NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Ah luv filters.
Jabberwocky.
Twas brillig, an' thuh slithy toves
Did gyre an' gimble in thuh wabe:
All mimsy wuz thuh borogoves,
An' thuh mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware thuh Jabberwock, mah son!
Thuh jaws thet bite, thuh claws thet catch!
Beware thuh Jubjub bird, an' shun
Thuh frumious Bandersnatch!"
Hay took his vorpal sword in hand:
Lon' tahm thuh manxome foe hay sought
So rested hay by thuh Tumtum tree,
An' stood awhile in thought.
An', as in uffish thought hay stood,
Thuh Jabberwock, with eyes uh flame,
Came whifflin' through thuh tulgey wood,
An' burbled as it came!
Wun, two! Wun, two! An' through an' through
Thuh vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
Hay left it dead, an' with its head
Hay went galumphin' back.
"An', has thou slain thuh Jabberwock?
Come tuh mah arms, mah beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
Hay chortled in his joy.
Twas brillig, an' thuh slithy toves
Did gyre an' gimble in thuh wabe;
All mimsy wuz thuh borogoves,
An' thuh mome raths outgrabe
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What is with teh danged boards? Have they finally cracked?!
I don't think this could happen accidentally. I think Gary has to add the code to the thread to make it randomly assign an annoying post style (like l33t, pirate, old-world, various accents, etc). And I seem to recall that once it's in, it's hard to get rid of, which is why it only crops up in Untitled occasionally.
Ah luv filtErs.
J@bberwocky.
Tw4s Brillig, 4n' tHuh slitHy tov3s
Did gyr3 an' gimble |n thuh w4be:
@ll m!msy wuz thuh borogoves,
4n' tHuh mom3 raths outgr4be.
"Beware tHuh JAbberwock, mAh so||!
Thuh j4ws thEt bite, tHuh clAws th3t c4tch!
Bew@re thuh Jubjub bird, an' shun
Thuh frumious B4ndersnatch!"
H4y tooC his vorpal sworD !n h4nd:
|_on' t4hm tHuh manxome foe hay sought
So resteD hAy by tHuh Tumtum trEe,
An' stood awhile 1n thought.
4n', as in uphfish thouGht hAy stooD,
Thuh J4bberwock, with 3yes uH fl4me,
CAme whiphflin' through thuh tulg3y wooD,
4n' Burbled 4s It c4me!
Wun, tw0! Wu||, two! An' through @n' through
Thuh vorpal bl4de w3nt snicker-sn4ck!
H4y l3ft !t de4d, 4n' with 1ts heAd
Hay w3nt g4lumphin' b4ck.
"An', h4s thou sl4in tHuh J4bberwock?
Kome tuh m@h 4rms, m@h be4mish 8oy!
0 fr@bjous d@y! C4llooh! CAllay!'
H4y Chortled 1n his joy.
Tw4s Brillig, an' thuh slitHy tov3s
|)id gyrE @n' gimble !n thuh w4be;
4ll m!msy wUz tHuh borogoves,
4n' tHuh mome raths outgr4be
Ah luv filtErs. And swab the deck!
J@bberwocky. Pass the grog!
Tw4s Brillig, 4 n' tHuh slitHy tov3s
Did gyr3 an' gimble |n thuh w4be:
@ll m, and dinna spare the whip!msy wuz thuh borogoves,
4 n' tHuh mom3 raths outgr4be.
"Beware tHuh JAbberwock, I'll warrant ye, mAh so||, by Zilchus's goatish scepter!
Thuh j4ws thEt bite, tHuh clAws th3t c4tch!
Bew@re thuh Jubjub bird, an' shun
Thuh frumious B4ndersnatch!"
H4y tooC his vorpal sworD , by Kostchtchie's hack'd-up spear!n h4nd:
|_on' t4hm tHuh manxome foe hay sought
So resteD hAy by tHuh Tumtum trEe, to be sure,
An' stood awhile 1 n thought, by Davy Jones' locker.
4 n', as in uphfish thouGht hAy stooD,
Thuh J4bberwock, by Hextor's mewling veins, with 3 aye uH fl4me, I'll warrant ye,
CAme whiphflin' through thuh tulg3y wooD,
4 n' Burbled 4 s It c4me!
Wun, tw0! Wu||, two! Fire the cannons! An' through @n' through
Thuh vorpal bl4de w3nt snicker-sn4ck!
H4y l3ft , by Annam's lewd-mind'd spellbook!t de4d, 4 n' with 1 ts heAd
Hay w3nt g4lumphin' b4ck.
"An', h4s thou sl4in tHuh J4bberwock?
Kome tuh m@h 4 rms, m@h be4mish 8 oy, by Ghaunadaur's hammer!
. fr@bjous d@y, and dinna spare the whip! C4llooh, by Goristro's veins! CAllay, and dinna spare the whip!'
H4y Chortled 1 n his joy.
Tw4s Brillig, I'll warrant ye, an' thuh slitHy tov3s
|)id gyrE @n' gimble , by Luthic's cullionly goat!n thuh w4be;
4 ll m!msy wUz tHuh borogoves, to be sure,
4 n' tHuh mome raths outgr4be
Ah luv filtErs. Pass the grog! And swab th' deck! Walk the plank!
J@bberwocky. Pass th' grog!
Tw4s Brillig, 4 n' tHuh slitHy tov3s
Did gyr3 an' gimble |n thuh w4be:
@ll m, and dinna spare th' whip, by Cegilune's chariot!msy wuz thuh borogoves, by Sharess's saddle,
4 n' tHuh mom3 raths outgr4be.
"Beware tHuh JAbberwock, I'll warrant ye, mAh so||, to be sure, by Zilchus's goatish scepter, and dinna spare the whip!
Thuh j4ws thEt bite, by Blackbeard's riches, tHuh clAws th3t c4tch, by Bahgtru's fist!
Bew@re thuh Jubjub bird, an' shun
Thuh frumious B4ndersnatch, Arrrr!"
H4y tooC his vorpal sworD , aye, by Kostchtchie's hack'd-up spear! Shiver me timbers!n h4nd:
|_on' t4hm tHuh manxome foe hay sought
So resteD hAy by tHuh Tumtum trEe, t' be sure, arrrr,
An' stood awhile 1 n thought, I'll warrant ye, by Davy Jones' locker. I'll likely kill ye in the mornin'.
4 n', aye, as in uphfish thouGht hAy stooD, by Skoraeus Stonebones's uncle,
Thuh J4bberwock, by Blackbeard's riches, by Hextor's mewling veins, I'll warrant ye, with 3 aye uH fl4me, I'll warrant ye,
CAme whiphflin' through thuh tulg3y wooD,
4 n' Burbled 4 s It c4me! Fire the cannons!
Wun, tw0, Arrrr! Wu||, aye, two! Fire th' cannons! An' through @n' through
Thuh vorpal bl4de w3nt snicker-sn4ck, Yaaaaarrrr!
H4y l3ft , by Annam's lewd-mind'd spellbook, by Marthammor Duin's saucyspleen'd toes!t de4d, 4 n' with 1 ts heAd
Hay w3nt g4lumphin' b4ck.
"An', by Blackbeard's riches, h4s thou sl4in tHuh J4bberwock?
Kome tuh m@h 4 rms, m@h be4mish 8 oy, by Oghma's grandfather, by Ghaunadaur's hammer, by Shargaas's breakfast!
. fr@bjous d@y, and dinna spare th' whip! C4llooh, arrrr, by Goristro's veins! Shiver me timbers! CAllay, and dinna spare th' whip, Arrrr!'
H4y Chortled 1 n his joy.
Tw4s Brillig, I'll warrant ye, an' thuh slitHy tov3s
|)id gyrE @n' gimble , by Luthic's cullionly goat, Yaaaaarrrr!n thuh w4be;
4 ll m! Shiver me timbers!msy wUz tHuh borogoves, t' be sure, I'll warrant ye,
4 n' tHuh mome raths outgr4be
Ah luv filtErs. Pass the grog! And swab th' deck! Walk the plank!
J@bberwocky. Pass th' grog!
Tw4s Brillig, 4 n' tHuh slitHy tov3s
Did gyr3 an' gimble |n thuh w4be:
@ll m, and dinna spare th' whip, by Cegilune's chariot! SMURF!!!msy wuz thuh borogoves, by Sharess's saddle,
4 n' tHuh mom3 raths outgr4be.
"Beware tHuh JAbberwock, I'll warrant ye, mAh so||, to be sure, by Zilchus's goatish scepter, and dinna spare the whip!
Thuh j4ws thEt bite, by Blackbeard's riches, tHuh clAws th3t c4tch, by Bahgtru's fist!
Bew@re thuh Jubjub bird, an' shun
Thuh frumious B4ndersnatch, Arrrr!"
H4y tooC his vorpal sworD , aye, by Kostchtchie's hack'd-up spear! SMURF!!! Shiver me timbers!n h4nd:
|_on' t4hm tHuh manxome foe hay sought
So smurfed hAy by tHuh Tumtum trEe, t' be sure, arrrr,
An' stood awhile 1 n thought, I'll warrant ye, by Davy Jones' locker. I'll likely kill ye in the mornin'.
4 n', aye, as in uphfish thouGht hAy stooD, by Skoraeus Stonebones's uncle,
Thuh J4bberwock, by Blackbeard's riches, by Hextor's smurfing veins, I'll warrant ye, with 3 aye uH fl4me, I'll warrant ye,
CAme whiphflin' through thuh tulg3y wooD,
4 n' Smurfed 4 s It c4me! Fire the cannons!
Wun, tw0, Arrrr! Wu||, aye, two! Fire th' cannons! SMURF!!! An' through @n' through
Thuh vorpal bl4de w3nt snicker-sn4ck, Yaaaaarrrr!
H4y l3ft , by Annam's lewd-mind'd spellbook, by Marthammor Duin's saucyspleen'd toes! SMURF!!!t de4d, 4 n' with 1 ts heAd
Hay w3nt g4lumphin' b4ck.
"An', by Blackbeard's riches, h4s thou sl4in tHuh J4bberwock?
Kome tuh m@h 4 rms, m@h be4mish 8 oy, by Oghma's grandfather, by Ghaunadaur's hammer, by Shargaas's breakfast! SMURF!!!
. fr@bjous d@y, and dinna spare th' whip! C4llooh, arrrr, by Goristro's veins! Shiver me timbers! CAllay, and dinna spare th' whip, Arrrr! SMURF!!!'
H4y Smurfed 1 n his joy.
Tw4s Brillig, I'll warrant ye, an' thuh slitHy tov3s
|)id gyrE @n' gimble , by Luthic's cullionly goat, Yaaaaarrrr! SMURF!!!n thuh w4be;
4 ll m! Shiver me timbers!msy wUz tHuh borogoves, t' be sure, I'll warrant ye,
4 n' tHuh mome raths outgr4be
I love the fact that that poem inspired D&D's vorpal sword.
In the beginning, D&D tapped into a lot of universal memes and tropes, which is one of the reasons I think Golarion is closer to the original spirit of the game than many other settings.
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, smurfed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been smurfed in the flames of smurfing injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one smurfed years later, the Negro still is not free. One smurfed years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly smurfed by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One smurfed years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One smurfed years later, the Negro is still smurfed in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were smurfing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be smurfed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has smurfed on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are smurfed. Instead of smurfing this smurfed obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back smurfed "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation! IT'S NOT FAIR!!
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, **!!$$@*@! smurfed the Emancipation Proclamation! PLEASE!!! This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been smurfed in the flames of smurfing injustice!! It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one smurfed years later, the Negro still is not free. READ MY LIPS!! One smurfed years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly smurfed by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination!!!!!!! One ~!%&** smurfed years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One smurfed years later, the Negro is still smurfed in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land! PLEASE!!! And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition. I mean, %@~!~&@@*!!!
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were !#!*#~@~*@! smurfing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be smurfed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has smurfed on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are smurfed. Instead of ~*!#@!@#* smurfing this smurfed obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back smurfed "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation! IT'S NOT FAIR!!
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, **!!$$@*@! smurfed the Emancipation Proclamation! PLEASE!!! This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been smurfed in the flames of smurfing injustice!! It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one smurfed years later, the Negro still is not free. READ MY LIPS!! One smurfed years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly smurfed by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination!!!!!!! One ~!%&** smurfed years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One smurfed years later, the Negro is still smurfed in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land! PLEASE!!! And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition. I mean, %@~!~&@@*!!!
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were !#!*#~@~*@! smurfing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be smurfed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has smurfed on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are smurfed. Instead of ~*!#@!@#* smurfing this smurfed obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back smurfed "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice