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Post by Emi-chan on Sept 16, 2004 16:40:39 GMT -5
Proper spelling of teh "mobile armor" is Guymelefs. Thanks Not that I will always remember how to spell it Thats why we abreviate it! *they do it in teh anime* They are now " 'Melefs "!
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Post by snapdragon76 on Sept 16, 2004 16:46:51 GMT -5
scuse teh stupid question but is TDG? And I think that she has been gone longer that one day Trigun Discussion Group. teh one that started all this insanity. And I just know someone has beaten me to teh answer already... EDIT: Yep, I knew it.
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Post by snapdragon76 on Sept 16, 2004 16:47:32 GMT -5
I think this one is my favorite: Come, join us.... You already know my favorite one... *snickers*
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Post by wildkat on Sept 16, 2004 16:47:37 GMT -5
Thats why we abreviate it! *they do it in teh anime* They are now " 'Melefs "! That sound vagly like some other word hmmmm
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Post by wildkat on Sept 16, 2004 16:48:11 GMT -5
You already know my favorite one... *snickers* Me to I bet it's this one
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Post by snapdragon76 on Sept 16, 2004 16:49:00 GMT -5
Me to I bet it's this one *dies laughing* I'm sorry. I can't help myself.
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Post by Emi-chan on Sept 16, 2004 16:50:42 GMT -5
Me to I bet it's this one I DON'T wanna think about it!
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Post by lizardali on Sept 16, 2004 16:51:56 GMT -5
teh following scene occured around teh breakfast table this morning:
I am breast-feeding Casey, while Hiei holds Devlyn and Haidee. As he's holding them, Haidee begins to cry. He tries to calm her down by bouncing her on his knee, but only having one arm free he doesn't do a very good job. Pretty soon, both babies are crying at teh top of their lungs. Me: You hafta be more gentle. Hiei: *snapping* I WAS being gentle! Me: Really? It looked more like you were shaking your daughter around like a rag doll! Suzuka takes Haidee from her father and begins to rock her. She immediately quiets down. Hiei: *still holding teh bawling Devlyn, now at arms length* My own children hate me... Me: Oh, that's not true. Suzuka just has a "woman's touch." Hiei: *sigh* Why did we hafta have three kids? Me: Well, you know its your fault, right? Hiei: What do you mean? Me: It was your "super sperm" that had to go and make triplets!!! Hiei: Don't blame this on me! Maybe you're just too damn fertile! Suzuka: Well, this conversation is going nowhere fast. *handing Haidee back to Hiei* I'll be gonna work now. Hiei: (Haidee begins to cry again)Wonderful. Aisha: I'll hold one of them! Hiei and I: NO!!! Aisha: But, why? Me: Don't take this teh wrong way, Aisha, but you're not exactly good at being "delicate." Aisha: What are you talking about!? I'm always delicate!(She makes an angry gesture with her arm that dumps half of teh table's contents onto teh floor) Heh heh, maybe I'll just go to work now... Me: Good idea.
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Sept 16, 2004 17:00:58 GMT -5
teh following scene occured around teh breakfast table this morning: I am breast-feeding Casey, while Hiei holds Devlyn and Haidee. As he's holding them, Haidee begins to cry. He tries to calm her down by bouncing her on his knee, but only having one arm free he doesn't do a very good job. Pretty soon, both babies are crying at teh top of their lungs. Me: You hafta be more gentle. Hiei: *snapping* I WAS being gentle! Me: Really? It looked more like you were shaking your daughter around like a rag doll! Suzuka takes Haidee from her father and begins to rock her. She immediately quiets down. Hiei: *still holding teh bawling Devlyn, now at arms length* My own children hate me... Me: Oh, that's not true. Suzuka just has a "woman's touch." Hiei: *sigh* Why did we hafta have three kids? Me: Well, you know its your fault, right? Hiei: What do you mean? Me: It was your "super sperm" that had to go and make triplets!!! Hiei: Don't blame this on me! Maybe you're just too damn fertile! Suzuka: Well, this conversation is going nowhere fast. *handing Haidee back to Hiei* I'll be gonna work now. Hiei: (Haidee begins to cry again)Wonderful. Aisha: I'll hold one of them! Hiei and I: NO!!! Aisha: But, why? Me: Don't take this teh wrong way, Aisha, but you're not exactly good at being "delicate." Aisha: What are you talking about!? I'm always delicate!(She makes an angry gesture with her arm that dumps half of teh table's contents onto teh floor) Heh heh, maybe I'll just go to work now... Me: Good idea. SUPER SPERM!!!!??
DANIEL ["evil" smirk on his face--makes him look like his "old" self!]: "Well, ya' KNOOOOW, Hiei--Vash OR I COULD "Fix" that lil'....er..."problem"......!" [Laughs his HEAD off!!!]
Stampers ADDS--"Actually, it MIGHT be better to "avoid" Vash--he got so NERVOUS he came CLOSE to makin' his brother a EUNUCH!!!!"
DANIEL [STOPS laughing ABRUPTLY!!]: "HEY! It WASN'T THAT "CLOSE"!!!"
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Post by isa2525 on Sept 16, 2004 17:26:46 GMT -5
Ok so I AM ALIVE don't worry. I did evacuate, but as most of you probably figured out New Orleans wasn't hit very bad, and it is still on teh map.... HOORAY!
BUT! As you also have figured out I haven't been on in like forever, or at least thats how it feels to me. Which means I hafta catch up to you CHATTY people who post faster than rabbits make babies. So I haven't completely caught up, I'm only on page like 25 on teh other thread, and my already bad eyesight is getting worse.... I am in terrible need of a nap . Not only am I physically drained from lack of sleep I am emotionally drained from all this STRESS. Newspaper deadline is next week, and I just lost a week of work. I can feel teh pressure taking over my body and I think I may have a heartattack before teh year is over.
Oh and last thing, since I have access to tech tv I've been watching Silent Mobius, a show thats only slightly confusing cuz I'm just catching teh end of it. Talk about teh ultimate spoiler! So I got to go, I should be back on tonight.
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Post by Emi-chan on Sept 16, 2004 17:30:55 GMT -5
Ok so I AM ALIVE don't worry. I did evacuate, but as most of you probably figured out New Orleans wasn't hit very bad, and it is still on teh map.... HOORAY!
BUT! As you also have figured out I haven't been on in like forever, or at least thats how it feels to me. Which means I hafta catch up to you CHATTY people who post faster than rabbits make babies. So I haven't completely caught up, I'm only on page like 25 on teh other thread, and my already bad eyesight is getting worse.... I am in terrible need of a nap . Not only am I physically drained from lack of sleep I am emotionally drained from all this STRESS. Newspaper deadline is next week, and I just lost a week of work. I can feel teh pressure taking over my body and I think I may have a heartattack before teh year is over.
Oh and last thing, since I have access to tech tv I've been watching Silent Mobius, a show thats only slightly confusing cuz I'm just catching teh end of it. Talk about teh ultimate spoiler! So I got to go, I should be back on tonight. Yay! Isa's back! And safe! Do da happy dance!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Sept 16, 2004 17:31:25 GMT -5
Ok so I AM ALIVE don't worry. I did evacuate, but as most of you probably figured out New Orleans wasn't hit very bad, and it is still on teh map.... HOORAY!
BUT! As you also have figured out I haven't been on in like forever, or at least thats how it feels to me. Which means I hafta catch up to you CHATTY people who post faster than rabbits make babies. So I haven't completely caught up, I'm only on page like 25 on teh other thread, and my already bad eyesight is getting worse.... I am in terrible need of a nap . Not only am I physically drained from lack of sleep I am emotionally drained from all this STRESS. Newspaper deadline is next week, and I just lost a week of work. I can feel teh pressure taking over my body and I think I may have a heartattack before teh year is over.
Oh and last thing, since I have access to tech tv I've been watching Silent Mobius, a show thats only slightly confusing cuz I'm just catching teh end of it. Talk about teh ultimate spoiler! So I got to go, I should be back on tonight. HEY! GOOD-ta' HEAR from ya' Isa! [Now if only TriAce would show up!]
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Sept 16, 2004 17:33:44 GMT -5
Emi-chan--quick note before I hafta' go--I had done a "response" to teh "Lunch" story--then LOST it! So, anyway---I'll re-do it this evening, okay!? bye!
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Post by Emi-chan on Sept 16, 2004 17:35:18 GMT -5
Emi-chan--quick note before I hafta' go--I had done a "response" to teh "Lunch" story--then LOST it! So, anyway---I'll re-do it this evening, okay!? bye! okay...
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Post by wildkat on Sept 16, 2004 17:52:41 GMT -5
Okay I just had to post this here for all teh ladies in this group and for our amusment. Men.......teh Intelligent Species??? Dear Friends, teh mind is a wonderful thing, Curiosity is not a wonderful thing. To much of one and not enough of teh other in teh wrong hands can be lethal in some cases. My wife Toni is fond of saying that my last words on this earth will be something akin to, "Hey y'all, hold my beer and watch this!" Well, I have outdone myself once again. No doubt you will see this true story chronicled in a lifetime movie in teh near future. Here goes..... Last weekend I spied something at Larry's pistol and Pawn that tickled my fancy. (Note: Keep in mind that my "fancy" is easily tickled.) I bought something really cool for Toni. teh occasion was our 22nd Anniversarry and I was looking for a little something extra for my sweet girl. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse size Tazer gun with a clip. For those of you who are not familiar with this product, it is a less-than-leathal stun gun with two metal prongs designed to incapacitate an assailent with a shock of high-voltage, low amperage electricity while you flee to safety. teh effects are supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect an your assailent, but allowing you adequate time to retreat to safety. You simple jab teh prongs into your 250lb. Tattooed assailent, push teh button, and it will render him a slobbering, goggled-eyed, muscle-twitching, whimpering, pencil-neck geek. If you've never seen one f these things in action, then you're truley missing out---way to cool! Long story short, I bought teh device and brought it home. I loaded two triple-A Batteries in teh darn thing and pushed teh button...NOTHING! I was so disappointed> Upon reading teh directions (we don't need no stinkin' directions), I found to my chagrine that this particilar model would not create an arch betwee teh prongs. How disappointing! I do wuv fire for effect. However, I learned that if I pushed teh button and pressed it against a metal serface that I'd get teh blue arch of Electricity darting back and forth between teh prongs atht I was so looking forward to. I did so. AWSOME!!! Sparks, a blue arch of electricity, and a loud POP!!! Yipeeeeee....I'm easily amused, just for your information, but I have yet to explane to Toni what that burn spot is on teh face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple -A batteries, etc.,etc. There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul), reading teh directions (that would be me not Gracie) and thinking that I really neede a flesh and blood target. I must admit that I thought of zapping Gracie for a fraction of a second and thought better of it. She is such a sweet kitty, after all. But, if I was gonna give this thing to Toni to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong? Was I wrong to think that? Seemed reasonable at teh time.... So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicatly on teh bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, Tazer in teh other. teh directions said that a one-second burst would Shock and disorient your assailent; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on teh ground like a fish outta water. All teh while I'm looking at this little device (measuring about 5" long, less that 3/4 inch in circumference, pretty cute really, and loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A battries, think to myself, "no friggin' way!" Friggin'way---trust me, butI'm getting ahead of myself. What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best. Those of you who know me well have got a pretty good idea of what followed. I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say "don't do it buddy," reasoning that a one-second burst from such a tiny lil'ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad (sound, rationale thinking under teh circumstances, wouldn't you agree?). I decide to Give myself a one-second burst just for teh he!! of it. (Note: You know, a Bad decision is like hindsight---always twenty-twenty. It is os obvious that it was a bad desision afetr teh fact, even though it seemed right at teh time. Don't ya hate that?) I touched teh prongs to my naked thigh, pushed teh button, and HOLY *******************! DAaaaauuuuuMN!!! I,m pretty sure that Jessie Ventura ran in through teh front door, picked me up outta that recliner, then Body slammed me on teh carpet over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in teh fetal position, nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, soaking wet, with my left arm tucked under my body in teh Oddest positio. Gracie was standing over me making meowing sounds I had never heard before, licking my face, undoudtebly thinking to herself, "do it again, Do it again!" (Note: If you ever feel compelled to mug yourself with a Tazer, one note of caution. There is no such thing as a one-second burst when you zap yourself. You're not gonna let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on teh floor. Then, if your lucky, you won't dislodge one of teh prongs 1/4" deep in your thigh like yours truley.) SON-OF-A-***** that hurt! A minute or so later (Ican't be sure as time was a relitive thing at this point), I collect my wits (what little I have left), sat up and surveyed teh landscape. My reading glasses were on teh mantel of teh fireplace. How did they get there??? My triceps, right thigh and both titties were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novicain, as my bottom lip weighed 88lbs. give or take an ounce or two, I'm pretty sure. By teh way, has anyone seen mt testicles? I think they ran away. I'm offering a reward. They'er round. rather large, kinda hairy, and handsome if I must say so myself. Miss'em...sure would like to get'em back.
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