These Stickies are Made for Reading Thread - Summer 2007 i

[Ash Housewares1]

I notice when I receive PMs, there's no need for a public announcement. :laugh:


I just gave the dog her last dose of eye drops for the night and she moved at the last possible second, so it missed completely. Such a waste of a drop. :undecided:

lets not talk about what is or isn't postworthy, mmkay?

 

[memememe173]

f horde and f you

at 20 the rogue quest stunk, but it could've been my connection, stealth is real annoying with lag

Well, since I havn't played for so long, I'd like to think of myself as more of a free agent.

Start bidding ladies and gentleman.

 

[Dondrei]

I think it's time for this thread to do the whole phoenix egg thing.

 

[memememe173]

I think it's time for this thread to do the whole phoenix egg thing.

I don't remember that quest. :laugh:

 

[Thyiad1]

Is anyone here actually *at* Blizzcon or just watching the feeds?

 

[Uncle_Mike]

What about those not even watching the feeds? :girly:

 

[Thyiad1]

They're showing a distinct lack of dedication imo.

 

[memememe173]

Why would I want to be at Blizzcon?

 

[Evrae Altana]

Why would I want to be at Blizzcon?

Because you live in Alberta.

 

[The Cow King]

I'd rather be watching DoA - Dead or Alive. Thyiad you should see this movie, definitely.

 

[Thyiad1]

I've never actually been to one of the conventions. Anyone been? Any free goodies?

 

[Gorny1]

It's a nerd convention, who *wouldn't* want to be there?

You maybe?

- Pokes fun at the unamed author of that deleted post.

:grin:

 

[Dii Legend]

*ready's a coin for flipping*

Heads = *the old one*, Tails = *the new one*

What does it land on? Best two out of three wins.

 

[Gorny1]

goes into song singing mode

*Scarecrow on a wooden cross Blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did My grandpa cleared this land
When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation This land made me proud
And Son I'm just sorry there's no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loans
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers Bank foreclosed
Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land
He said John it's just my job and I hope you understand
Hey calling it your job ol' hoss sure don't make it right
But if you want me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight
And grandma's on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand
Sometimes I hear her singing "Take me to the Promised Land"
When you take away a man's dignity he can't work his fields and cows
There'll be blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Well there's ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard
Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms
I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name
And some nights I feel like dyin' Like that scarecrow in the rain
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation This land made me proud
And Son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation This land made me proud
And Son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow*

 

[Uncle_Mike]

You listen to 'soft' music Gorny - if I wanted to post lyrics from songs I currently listen to the word filter would trigger quite a few times :wink3:

 

[Gorny1]

You listen to 'soft' music Gorny - if I wanted to post lyrics from songs I currently listen to the word filter would trigger quite a few times :wink3:

Here's another from my play list:


Outta my way, Outta my day
Outta your mind and into mine
Into no one, into not one
Into your step but outta time

Head strong, what's wrong?
I've already heard this song
Before... you arrived
But now it's time to kiss your *** goodbye

Draggin' me down, why you around?
So useless
It ain't my fault, it ain't my call
It ain't my *****

It ain't my *****

Down on the sun, down and no fun
Down and out, where the hell ya been
Damn it all down, damn it unbound
Damn it all down ta hell again

Stand tall, can't fall
Never even bend at all
Before... you arrived
But now it's time to kiss your *** goodbye

Draggin' me down, why you around?
So useless
It ain't my fault, it ain't my call
It ain't my *****

Out of my way!

Outta my way, outta my day
Outta your mind and into mine
Into no one, into not one
Into your step but outta time

Head strong, what's wrong?
I've already heard this song
Before... you arrived
But now it's time to kiss your *** goodbye
And now it's time to kiss your *** goodbye

Dragging me down, why you around?
So useless
It ain't my fault, it ain't my call
It ain't my *****

No way but down, why you were round?
No foolin'
It ain't my smile, it ain't my style
It ain't my *****... ain't mine

Ain't mine, your kind
Your stepin' outta time

Ain't mine, your kind
Your stepin' outta time

Draggin' me down, why you around?
No foolin'
It ain't my fault, it ain't my call
It ain't my...
*****... you ain't mine!

 

[Dii Legend]

*first two were heads, the third was tails*

Looks like I'm playing a bit of *crowbar swings* for a few minutes.


*started getting bored within fifteen minutes*

 

[Uncle_Mike]

On the English Riviera with the penguins and the waders.
In a chip shop on the front with the tacky seaside traders.
In a flooded cottage kitchen by the fire that you built.
In a B & B in Peebles, underneath a hired kilt.
In Barnardo's, Cancer Research, in Shelton and Oxfam.
In a quiet pub in Skipton, on a rusty Blackpool tram.
The Pleasure Beach and Coral Island, at the end of the North Pier.
On the moors with the wild ponies and the sheep **** and the deer.
In a corner of the Sub Club. On the Art School's old dance floor.
In the hall and in the bath, just outside the downstairs door.
On a hillside in the Trossachs, on the busy NY streets,
in a hotel by a park, it's written in the sheets.
In the sand at Ilfracombe, halfway up the A82,
the tallest cinema in Europe, standing sighing in the queue.
The all-night garages of Glasgow, the freezing streets of Aberdeen,
in every corner, every room and every bed we've ever been.
That's where we've left our love.

Arab Strap baby :wink3:

 

[Gorny1]

Why don't you try your hand at capture the flag?

Go into Stormwind, to the keep and find the battlemasters in the center area near Lady Prestor. Find the Warsong Gulch Battlemaster and enter the que for the next wsg match.

 

[Gorny1]

Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,
Ooh!

Turn on...I see red
Adrenaline crash & crash my head
Nitro Junkie, Paint me dead
And I see red

One hundred plus through Black and White
War Horse, Warhead
**** 'Em Man, white knuckles tight
Through Black & White

Ohhh, On I Burn,
Fuel is pumping engines,
Burning hard, loose & clean

And I burn,
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,

Hey

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the crome
Yeah!

Take the corner, join the crash,
Headlights, Headlines
Another Junkie lives too fast
Yeah lives way too fast, fast, fast, oohh-aye

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

And On I burn
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire

Yeah-Heah

White Knuckle Tight!
[solo]

Gimmie Fuel.... On I burn, on and on
Gimmie Fire.... On I burn, on and on
My Desire....

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

And I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire
Ooh

On I Burn!