HarryWeezer

Edward and wife had at least 14 children. I'm descended from daughter Joan of Acre and Gilbert de Clare.

Welcome fellow horseman. Here's my horsey:

Outstanding Beers!!!!!

As a direct descendant of Edward I (Longshanks) I protest the House of Windsor's continued usurpation of my throne. I demand immediate title to such royal properties as are illegally occupied by her pretentious majesty and such other false royals. Oh, and kindly send the crown jewels ASAP - UPS will do quite nicely. Given this day under my official signature: HRH HarryWeezer (Rex)

I was in at the time and several of us, including me, warned him that he would be banned if kept shooting people from under the map. He kept it up, and DJ very quickly sent him packing. A shame, because he is a long-time player, but he needs to register and post an appeal.

Reminds of a prank we played when kids. We got some wrapping paper tubes that looked like baseball bats and set up at the end of a bridge at night. When a car approached, three or four of us would appear to be beating the hell out of a fifth kid on the ground. Cars would screech to a halt and we'd all run away. After about 15 minutes of this activity, police cars approached from both directions and we took off; unfortunately, I headed down a slight hill to the river's edge and having nowhere else to flee to, jumped in and swam downstream. Fortunately, the cops didn't see me and I was able to get away.

T'ain't nothing in Montana but steers and... well, never mind. Good luck on the job search!!!

So many have given so much to XI over the years but there is a smaller group of folks who have lived and breathed this clan almost since its inception, members whose contributions are simply incalculable. They include folks like Johnny and Dirk, and Beers and - well, they know who they are. As djMot so nicely put it, their personalities were the glue that held various bands of brothers in various games together. In Johnny's case, as the COD5 players' "resolution" suggested, we don't miss just another member in game, we missed HIM. It is not the same game without Johnny, who is one of the nicest people you can possibly know. He has always had a genuine interest in the health and welfare of every one of the regulars on COD5, always asking about them, always ready to offer support. There ought to be a special place in XI for people like that - some recognition of all they have done for and meant to the members of this clan. I know they'd reject this notion because they see themselves as no different from any of us. But they are different; they have gone above and beyond; they are the foundation upon which XI was built and we don't want to see them fade from our view. Maybe there needs to be a special class of membership for folks like this, perhaps an emeritus status or some designation that shows our continuing affection and respect for them. They've sure earned it!

Alienware Aurora R2 with dual GeForce GTX 460. One of the cards crapped out; running OK on single card but have cranked rez down to keep it cool. See no point in replacing an old 1GB card so looking to replace both with a single 2GB or 4GB card. Want to stay with Nvidia. Suggestions? Mobo is Alienware ORV30W.

(Not that this is making much sense - you Idiots! - but here's a synopsis with some minor modifications of what you've written so far so that you don't have to go back and read it all. Please do try to bring some sense to it going forward.) Rugger went to bed. But then he farted and exclaimed, "that's ripe; it's wet." So now every time he wipes, Jumper farts and Hxtr likes it. Hxtr raised his leg and shaved under his man bag while Rugger took out the vaseline, and started on Hxtr's lower lip, while holding onto an extraordinarily large size sex toy completely covered with skittles and chocolate coated maggots, that came from Hxtr's micro penis. And then he gave it really hard to Unchileno. Then Noears pulled out his tiny stub, almost invisible to radar - the disappointment. But then he took another gigantic pink dildo and a big flashlight to Nisty's back seat. So Google asked Sonovabitch about Frenchi's big head. Sonovabitch said Frenchi has a big round squishy pimple and a date with Rugger and his handy small pistol. Feeling aroused, Llama grabbed Blk_Plague's ass and manboobs and washed his eyes with lactose. Pigdog was scared of Wildthing's obsessive yelling and singing Cindy Lauper and Cher songs, sounding unusually like nails over Bobbarker's back. A mysterious vampire lesbian lover squirted all over vaginal orifices and sucked the paint from the back door. The back door stop got stuck in Hxtr's left ear as he bent over...

Happy Birthday Rugger!!! (Hope you're doing better with your syphilis.)

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We old farts still like to rock!

Coated maggots.

It appears that visiting the web site just 12 times a year is more effort than you wish to expend. If so, you, indeed you should leave. Good luck to you. See you in the game Mutt.

The Vaseline.

So very sorry Dean.

So now

Some appear to have missed LOM's main points. To repeat: we cannot allow radical Islamists to gain control over whole nations because if they do, we'll be next. Do you understand that? This is the defense of western civilization. Simply put, we must kill these people now, or they will kill us later. The war on terror can never end until we have destroyed every one of these crazy bastards. The sooner we get it done, the safer our children and grandchildren will be. Make no mistake about it, if we walk away, we are dooming our children and grandchildren. Is that what you want?

I resent that slander against Pissy. He IS NOT delusional. He simply has a serious bladder problem which is why he wears Depends on his feet; hence, his very appropriate name. Problem for him is that it's easy to find him in any map; just follow the piss trail.

Well it's about time!

Hi IAmBrak. IAmHarry. Welcome.

Well, I was out on a yacht in the Yellow Sea fishing for marlin and hooked a monster. I had chili for breakfast and after three hours trying to land the beast I had to take a wicked crap, but I just couldn't let the fish go. So I crapped my drawyers, which is how I got the name Mr. Poopy Pants. Oh. Wait a minute. That's not my gaming name. Never mind.