Vaughan is the WARGOD
- Thread starter Gazza
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your comebacks are quite lame. you're fishing for a forum war but to be honest, i can't be fucked with your kind. run along and play in the meadows kiddo.
you're fucked.
*awaits for the forum reaction*
that looks more like you, laughing at me with no hair!Oh, this joke will never get old!
SilentRealm
Member
Is that an offer?haha. Yeh i know that'd be the logical thing to do.....one day!!
Why has this thread got over 50 posts? :/
oh you!
.. and Gaz, why does that trashhead dude always target you? just lucky?
oh you!
.. and Gaz, why does that trashhead dude always target you? just lucky?
meh, who knows. he's probably jealous of my lack of hair
SilentRealm
Member
meh, who knows. he's probably jealous of my lack of hair
Ok ok, from now on, if I make a bald joke at you...I have to make one at Fester too.
So.......
<---Gaz and Fester in Germany...no hair, headbanging, and very likely drunk!Watch my hair fall out from picking on you guys so much.
Ya it does, that's why I picked it. Native woman (me) with an axe and one hand and sword the other. With hounds at her side ready to ATTACK!
Of course, I don't have the hounds in RL. I have two declawed cats (spoiled brats). I am native though, and I do have a sword and an axe!
Let the scalping begin! ROAR!Ya it does, that's why I picked it. Native woman (me) with an axe and one hand and sword the other. With hounds at her side ready to ATTACK!
Of course, I don't have the hounds in RL. I have two declawed cats (spoiled brats). I am native though, and I do have a sword and an axe!
Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
And before I turn around
He falls to his knees
A clear song rings in the blade
When steel meets hardened steel.
I hear the sound of wood that breaks,
A swords cuts through my shield.
I drop the shield and grab my axe,
A weapon in each fist.
The first blow makes the helmet crack,
The axe cut to the teeth.
I rip the axe from the head,
covered in blood and brains.
Leave the body lying dead,
Ready to strike again.
My sword cuts through clothes and skin,
Like a hot knife cuts through snow.
I smile as the bastard screams,
when I twist my sword.
Sword in my hand,
Axe on my side.
Valhall awaits me,
Soon I will die.
Bear skin on my back,
Wolf jaw on my head.
Valhall awaits me
when I'm dead.
I raise my axe above my head,
My eyes stare in furious rage.
Yet more blood will be shed,
This is a victorious day!
Blood gushes from the wound,
The cut is wide and deep.
As I turn around,
I fall to my knees.
Sword in my hand,
Axe on my side.
Valhall awaits me,
Soon I will die.
Bear skin on my back,
Wolf jaw on my head.
Valhall awaits me
when I'm dead.
Not sure yet, but I'll do my best to get in on one of those days. We'll surely be more productive and I would enjoy further discourse on the subject of grown women falling out of trees O SNAP!
fucking LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
