Labob

What you smoking there little kimo sabie

Happy day after Chrismas Maz

Turkey taco's under the covers should keep you warm Chile ") Merry Christmas to you and yours buddy

Any thime its what we do

Well as of right now all our COD5 Server redirect you to the Black Op Server. I've changed the rotation to DM I know we have DM servers but its not TDM . problem right now is we do not know what maps support what games anymore because COD Utility's has left us and with them went the easy access to the info on what maps support what games. So if a map comes up on a vote and does not support that game type all heck happens and we have to figure it out. So Dm seems to work right now and In the new year I'm hoping to get some time to sort out what the map's can do and can not till then the Black Op server is a work in progress. As for removing the TDM from the map vote HAHAHA I'm trying stuff but its a blind mans game

I'll take a look at this over the holidays and see what I can do. Nam Feeze tag server redirect to point at the Black ops server I would love to see the Team Deathmatch taken out of the Black Ops Server!!! "or at least not the first choice in the votes" Don't think I'll touch the Doggies though

Ha what they did not show you is the traffic jam that created. And 20 km long comes to mind.

I don't know I tried it out yesterday took nearly 2 days for me to get the new patch. I had to do it in smaller time allotments so people could use the internet in my house. So before I use to wine about the one shot outa nowhere rips my plane in half. Now if a bullet graZES ME i SPIRAL TO MY DEATH. Another game I can't play now because of my poor ole bandwidth. Oh well there's always Lora Croft and Bio Shock

Thank You Mr. beers

I think Rockape got first dips on bashing

You can move the spawn points around. I can not move them. I think in OW mods there's a tool called visualmover ? I'm guessing right now. It's suppose to let you move things around like spawn points dogs bombs ect. I how ever blew over a million brain cells trying it out. and I got errors for my effort. Mom was so proud of me that day

have you tried any torrent sites ? would be much faster

Parent's, Uncles, Grandparents read and tell your kids this Christmas eve its so worth the effort that they will remeber is a grand occasion and so much fun the kids adore it.I promise Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer. With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name! "Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!" As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot. A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack. His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly! He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself! A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose! He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

Parent's, Uncles, Grandparents read and tell your kids this Christmas eve its so worth the effort that they will remeber is a grand occasion and so much fun the kids adore it.I promise Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer. With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name! "Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!" As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot. A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack. His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly! He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself! A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose! He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

So then beaufighters are for girlies ? then I'm being rapep bt girls now thats just making the game even sader for me.

Well Xmass used to be so easy and fun here's a fun fact for you. Then as time went buy things got a little more modern and traditions got a little changed. And yet again time changes everything just a little bit So sad then came the US of A getting tough on letting people visit there great land . Here's a shot of Santa getting over the border so then the liberals started getting there digs into the holiday's Then the whole thing made a wierd turn and went bad then it just went well for lack of spirited words wrong.

Hey you spelt my name wrong idiot its Sir Labob keeper of the large loin cloth, head of the back of the line and pooper of the wooden nickle Lets see how many mods that works on

Apparently the guy who invented it goes to Africa to dance with monkey's true story, I do not want to say anything about what he does with giraffes might be a fantasy thing

Not sure what to tel ya but both maps are on the game server and main redirect. I just went and had a boo. I do like your call on this though thanks

the basturds here's that same unit in Canada land of the ripped off http://www.newegg.ca/Product/Product.aspx?Item=N82E16824254113&Tpk=Hanns-G%20HL273HPB%20Black%2027%22%202ms%20HDMI%20Widescreen%20LED

We got all this last week acually overnite as well. I use the one with the water as my background these day's . Snow perrty

yep the Merc is the one to use I love mine http://steelseries.com/products/keyboards/steelseries-merc-stealth now if I had internet I'd prove it too.