AyaqGuyaq

Watch out, Sweet Chicken--you might have a stalker on your hands!!!
 
Calculator--here's a hint:  Chicken Finger looks like a cross between Brad Pitt and George Clooney, with a touch of Benny Hill added to the mix.  Oh, and just a dash of RuPaul . . . "Work, work it girl, do your thing . . . "    Ayaq

Don't you even start, Mr. Noears.  My past prison roommates told me that you used to go around the shower stalls yelling at the top of your voice:  "Oops, I dropped my soap again!"
 
C'mon, now!!!    Ayaq

Cya, Sir Scottie Tissue--hope you have a great time.  We'll try to knife Sally for you while you're away . . . Ayaq

Cya, Sir Scottie Tissue--hope you have a great time.  We'll try to knife Sally for you while you're away . . . Ayaq

I don't mean to come across as "sexist," but I tried changing the roles, and it wouldn't work because it involves cars and car maintenance.  I apologize in advance if I hereby offend any ladies, or any men who hope to one day become ladies, with the following, true story (names may have been changed to protect the innocent):
 
On a cold, February day here in Anchorage, Alaska, I was walking on a downtown street to head back to a meeting.  There with a guy in the middle of an intersection, looking under his car's hood, trying to re-start his car that had obviously seen much-better days.  This lady in a grey Mercedes (trademark) was behind him, honking her horn 'cause she wanted to make the green light.  The light turned red, and after a bit, turned green again, after which the lady began honking her horn incessantly and yelling out her window.
 
The man got out from under his hood, walked over to the lady's open window and said, "Ma'am, if you go get my car started, I'll stay back here and honk your horn for you."  Ayaq
 
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That is indeed disgusting.  Why chance the bowl, with inherent danger of splatter, when you have a perfectly good wooden floor at your feet?
 
This well-dressed lady was walking in front of an exotic, street-side pet store.  The store owner had his parrot, with cage, hanging off a pole outside the store's entrance.  As she walked by, the parrot squawked "Awk!  You fat, ugly bitch!  Awk!"  The lady glared at the parrot and walked past.
 
She was walking by the same store the very next day, and as she strolls past the parrot, he squawks again, "Awk!  You fat, ugly bitch!!'  Awk!!"
 
In a huff, the lady storms into the store and confronts the owner.  "My husband is the most powerful lawyer in town!  If you don't get your damn parrot to stop insulting me like that, I'll sue you for everything you're worth."  The manager nods silently.
 
Twenty-four hours later, the lady approaches the pet store to see if she would:  (1) be looking forward to a nice check, and, failing that; (2) at least see if the parrot was indeed reformed so she would get her just-due respect.
 
As she approached the parrot, she couldn't help but smirk and see what would happen.  The parrot glances at her, looks away, then squawks, "Awk!  You, well, you know!  Awk!!"

That is indeed disgusting.  Why chance the bowl, with inherent danger of splatter, when you have a perfectly good wooden floor at your feet?
 
This well-dressed lady was walking in front of an exotic, street-side pet store.  The store owner had his parrot, with cage, hanging off a pole outside the store's entrance.  As she walked by, the parrot squawked "Awk!  You fat, ugly bitch!  Awk!"  The lady glared at the parrot and walked past.
 
She was walking by the same store the very next day, and as she strolls past the parrot, he squawks again, "Awk!  You fat, ugly bitch!!'  Awk!!"
 
In a huff, the lady storms into the store and confronts the owner.  "My husband is the most powerful lawyer in town!  If you don't get your damn parrot to stop insulting me like that, I'll sue you for everything you're worth."  The manager nods silently.
 
Twenty-four hours later, the lady approaches the pet store to see if she would:  (1) be looking forward to a nice check, and, failing that; (2) at least see if the parrot was indeed reformed so she would get her just-due respect.
 
As she approached the parrot, she couldn't help but smirk and see what would happen.  The parrot glances at her, looks away, then squawks, "Awk!  You, well, you know!  Awk!!"

Hey, I happen to like Mr. Hellkid, so "!fu" to all of you--except Dadda, of course--that said "!fu" to Mr. Hellkid!!
 
Lol, you crazy sons-of-a . . .   Ayaq

Hey, I happen to like Mr. Hellkid, so "!fu" to all of you--except Dadda, of course--that said "!fu" to Mr. Hellkid!!
 
Lol, you crazy sons-of-a . . .   Ayaq

Hey, I happen to like Mr. Hellkid, so "!fu" to all of you--except Dadda, of course--that said "!fu" to Mr. Hellkid!!
 
Lol, you crazy sons-of-a . . .   Ayaq

Nice post, Kurt.  Welcome to the forums, and it's nice gaming wit' ya.  Thanks for running around the COD4 Freeze Tag Server No. 1 game with all of my nade shrapnel dribbling down your trousers, lol.  Ayaq

Welcome to the >XI< forums, Tickle Me Elmo.  See you in the servers, eh?  Ayaq

Okay, Ill bite (in Alaska, us fishermen call them "nibbles").
 
Real name:  AyaqGuyaq
 
Real-real name:  Paul
 
Current city living in:  Anchorage, Alaska.
 
Re-type Current city living in:  Yep, that's right, Anchorage, Alaska.
 
How do you say my name in game:  "Aye-yack-Guy-yack."
 
Favorite gaming style:  Those that play with me know:  Ayaq knows only one gaming style; i.e., AYAQ GUYAQ ATTACK!!!!  Like to throw lovingly, tenderly, well-cooked frag grenades at snipers.  And, weaving side-to-side while attacking with my steadily-aimed, deep-impacting P-90.  Love placing well-placed claymores for the unsuspecting enemy.  Some think I hack, but I wouldn't hack even if I knew how--hacking is for punks.  If you're going to win a game, do it fairly and honestly.  I love playing XI's Freeze Tag servers (4 & 5), and like being defrosted (because I attack so hard, I'm frozen often) by certain XI members, all of whose names begin with "Sweet."  Lol.  XI has some great personalities here.
 
Other preferences:  Wait, forgot the other ones.  Sigh

Welcome to the >XI< family, Milla from Manila, Godzilla!!!     You're joining a great group of guys and gals.  Paul

Welcome to the loving (cough, cough!!) group, Colin.  You know this officially makes you and (XI) idiot, don't you?  We got a great group of people here, and you're going to have a blast.  Ayaq

Happy belated birthday, Sweet Roxy.  Many, many more to come.  Ayaq

Happy Birthday, Kitty and Death, and Happy Birthday to you, too, Corpse!!!  Ayaq

I know a Canadian from Toronto.  When I asked him about the "free" health care, he remarked that it wasn't free--the Canadian Government taxed the working class pretty heavily to cover the "free" health care costs.  I was actually injured in Toronto a while back, went to the hospital, and they asked for my "health card."  I presented both my Blue Cross/Blue Shield card and my wife's health card (she's a teacher, with excellent health benefits, like me), and was told that they couldn't accept them, they needed the Canadian health card.  I had to pay $500 cash for my exam.  I count my blessings that we have "double coverage" here in the U.S.  Because of our double coverage, we usually don't have to pay anything for dental, vision, or medical costs for any of our family.  I can only imagine the hardships faced by those who don't have the luxury.  I've heard some horror stories.  I do believe, however, that the less fortunate should be afforded quality health care, should they need it.  I was admitted to a hospital several years ago, and I noticed my wrist bad was blue, with my name and chart number, saying "ins."  An obviously homeless person was in the same room with me, his wrist tag was white, and after his name and chart number, it said "unins."  I was wondering what the distinction was; he was gone the next day, and I had all kinds of obviously expensive tests done on me.  I figured out that he was uninsured.  I hope and pray that none of you have to go through that kind of situation.  Ayaq

Bears may look cute and cuddly, but they're very dangerous, especially here in Alaska.  The Kodiak (Alaska) brown bear is the biggest bear in the world, weighing in at up to 1,500 lbs. and standing up to 10 ft. tall.  Good to carry a Remington 8700 semi-auto .30-06 with a 10-round clip (220 grain Remington soft-core bullets) and a Desert Eagle Mark VII (10-inch barrel) .44 caliber automatic, holstered, pistol as a side arm.  If you're an optimistic shooter, a .335 or .375 caliber (albeit bolt action) rifle might be your gun of choice, but you have to be quick on the action, and good on the shot(s).  Those bears, when enraged and injured, can take a good deal of punishment and keep charging, even when mortally wounded.  Don't ask me how I know.  Please.  Ayaq

Geez, it said I was 4, and I'm 46.  What da?  I guess it gauges you're IQ, not gaming ability.  Sigh . . . Lol.  Ayaq

Okay, Ill bite (in Alaska, us fishermen call them "nibbles").
 
Real name:  AyaqGuyaq
 
Real-real name:  Paul
 
Current city living in:  Anchorage, Alaska.
 
Re-type Current city living in:  Yep, that's right, Anchorage, Alaska.
 
How do you say my name in game:  "Aye-yack-Guy-yack."
 
Favorite gaming style:  Those that play with me know:  Ayaq knows only one gaming style; i.e., AYAQ GUYAQ ATTACK!!!!  Like to throw lovingly, tenderly, well-cooked frag grenades at snipers.  And, weaving side-to-side while attacking with my steadily-aimed, deep-impacting P-90.  Love placing well-placed claymores for the unsuspecting enemy.  Some think I hack, but I wouldn't hack even if I knew how--hacking is for punks.  If you're going to win a game, do it fairly and honestly.  I love playing XI's Freeze Tag servers (4 & 5), and like being defrosted (because I attack so hard, I'm frozen often) by certain XI members, all of whose names begin with "Sweet."  Lol.  XI has some great personalities here.
 
Other preferences:  Wait, forgot the other ones.  Sigh

You'll be fine. Just pray to God before procedure  You're in my prayers.
 
Ayaq

Okay, Ill bite (in Alaska, us fishermen call them "nibbles").
 
Real name:  AyaqGuyaq
 
Real-real name:  Paul
 
Current city living in:  Anchorage, Alaska.
 
Re-type Current city living in:  Yep, that's right, Anchorage, Alaska.
 
How do you say my name in game:  "Aye-yack-Guy-yack."
 
Favorite gaming style:  Those that play with me know:  Ayaq knows only one gaming style; i.e., AYAQ GUYAQ ATTACK!!!!  Like to throw lovingly, tenderly, well-cooked frag grenades at snipers.  And, weaving side-to-side while attacking with my steadily-aimed, deep-impacting P-90.  Love placing well-placed claymores for the unsuspecting enemy.  Some think I hack, but I wouldn't hack even if I knew how--hacking is for punks.  If you're going to win a game, do it fairly and honestly.  I love playing XI's Freeze Tag servers (4 & 5), and like being defrosted (because I attack so hard, I'm frozen often) by certain XI members, all of whose names begin with "Sweet."  Lol.  XI has some great personalities here.
 
Other preferences:  Wait, forgot the other ones.  Sigh

Joe, my 10-year old daughter (about 3 months ago) got 3 A's and 3 B's on her quarterly report card.  As a supervisor, I strongly believe in rewarding good performance, and as a father of a son and daughter, I especially believe in rewarding my children for extra chores and good grades.  I gave her $50 (U.S.) as a "bonus."  I told her that I would be happy to double her bonus when she got her next report card (read:  $100 for straight A's).  She said, "Dad, instead of money, can I get an IPhone 5 instead of money?"  I responded, "Geez, you don't ask for much, do you?"  I agreed to the challenge, part of me hoping she wouldn't do it, but part of me hoping she would.  She was pretty chipper 3 months later, when she ran up the stairs yelling, "Dad, I have my report card!!!"  That was on a Friday.  I saw her report card:  not only did she have straight A's, but she had O's for everything:  Effort, Achievement, Attitude, etc.  I was, of course, impressed and happy, but then, after realizing the promise, got quickly sullen.  Lol.  We went shopping for her IPhone 5 the next day.  I was offered an "insurance option," for only $6.50 per month, with the provider.  I asked, "What happens if she loses her phone?"  The response was, "Under the terms of the contract, you'll have to pay $650 (U.S.) for a replacement."  My response was, "We'll take the insurance."  What the heck, you only live once, and our goal (at least my goal) is to give our kids the kind of upbringing that we wish we had.  Heck, I grew up dirt-poor, and put myself through college, ultimately earning my MBA degree.  My wife is a teacher, long-in-the-tooth (JK), so she doesn't do too bad, either.  She had less-than-auspicious beginnings, also, and went to college on scholarships (which is where I met her.  That's a good place to meet your future spouse--in college, or other venues of higher learning.  It means you have goals for higher learning).  How many characters do I get in responding to posts?  I could go on, and on, and on . . . Ayaq

Lol, congrats, I guess?  Sonovabitch's spanking avatar is funny!!!!  Ayaq