I am Zebedee, Lord of the Woods!

[JackhammerRape]

so thats why you applied to be first mate. your name isn't Roger the cabin boy by any chance?

 

[Dark_Jester]

http://www.cdeb.com/ All about him Mr Moderator-King Sir. You may know him sir, he sung Lady In Red.

Rob matey, we be witty scumbags, I feel the honour, dost not thou?
Hearken! I have come to fix the harpsichord!

 

[JackhammerRape]

i indeed feel the honour, we are truly blessed.

*plays some funk bass*

fix the harpsichord? then thouest better come in kind sir!

 

[Wolfman Von Jones]

The English speaking Middle English. Whats the fucking world coming to?

Nick (fuck, shit, hell)

 

[hyena]

i caught rahvinism.

my first interpretation was: the english speaking middle english. i sensed some witticism re the common man and his ability in the use of languege. then i realized that said ability is higher than mine.

 

[JackhammerRape]

I'm not a real tramp! i'm on one of those corporate tramp placement schemes!

Do you have 29 pounds for some lapsang suchuang?

 

[Dark_Jester]

SEXY COMMANDO!
Nothing is stronger than an elemntary school kid with a beard :')

 

[Northern Lights]

An average cup cake requires a speed of 410 000 km/h in order to perforate a 25 cm thick armour plate.
Lets all try this experiment at home, boys and girls!


(just thought I'd resurrect this. for some reason...)

 

[Dark_Jester]

Mwah ha ha ha!
Cupcake lobsteration army! Have you the towels? Good, now, oi want you to go up to the lyon, and just sloightly provoke eet.

 

[Northern Lights]

Then provoke the cup cake that is approaching you at a speed of 410 000 km/h, and not only slightly, no half-measures here, you have to really provoke it! Really really! Taunt it, harass it sexually if you must, but make it seethe!

 

[Dark_Jester]

(Shrugs and closes the door on the anti-muffin shelter, closing NL on the outside)
:Smokedev:

 

[Northern Lights]

(Ducks and the muffin travels onwards, perforating the anti-muffin shelter... )

 

[JackhammerRape]

*eats the muffin* this better not give me indigestion! if it does i shall promptly re-instate my cabbage trebuchet, and there'll be hell to pay!

 

[Dark_Jester]

Sacrilege! And heresy! And miklotov molotovs screaming of marxist values! The end of the sentence is nigh! Fear! Fear!

 

[rahvin]

@d_j: hark! for thine bark is worse than thine kilobyte.

 

[Child of Time]

Sorry to interrupt, but I must say that the title of this thread reminds me of a line from the latest Bal-Sagoth album: "And the sylvan liege locked tight the gates of his arboreal realm..."

 

[rahvin]

avaunt, greedy demon. bequeath thy treachery henceforth: most dreaded name thou spake.

 

[Child of Time]

If it's me you're addressing with 'greedy demon', then I must beg your pardon. I don't speak Old English very well.

 

[rahvin]

thou shalt beg for more than my pardon soon, foul knave!


please somebody stop me.

 

[Child of Time]

I won't stop you. It's amusing. I still don't understand that silly tongue of yours, sir knight.