Red Hot Thumbtack In The Eye

No post counts Custom titles right from the start, or none at all. Either way.

Even crazier is that I'm an actual good poster and everyone knows me, I've talked to maybe ten people here, tops.

Another slant: Less buying of shitty dvd releases of tv shows that they like = less landfill. And really, who's being put out of business when a comparatively small chunk of the population 'steals' them as opposed to plopping down their money like a zombie?

I'd face him, hoping that my final act of defiance is immortalized on film.

Dead. And the aftermath has to be the same, but trumped up way more.

This is the situation: there's a beautiful princess trapped in a castle watched by a dragon. Here's the end of the story with different styles of metalheads as knights. POWER METAL: The protagonist arrives riding a white unicorn, escapes from the dragon, saves the princess and makes love to her in an enchanted forest. TRASH METAL: The protagonist arrives, fights the dragon, saves the princes and fucks her. HEAVY METAL: The protagonist arrives on a harley, kills the dragon, drinks a few beers and fucks the princess. FOLK METAL: The protagonist arrives with some friends playing acordions, violins, flutes and many more weird instruments, the dragon falls sleep (because of all the dancing). Then all leave....without the princess. VIKING METAL: The protagonist arrives in a ship, kills the dragon with his mighty axe, skins the dragon and eats it, rapes the princess to death, steals her belongings and burns the castle before leaving. DEATH METAL: The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon, fucks the princess and kills her, then leaves. BLACK METAL: The protagonist arrives at midnight, kills the dragon and impales it in front of the castle. Then he sodomises the princess, drinks her blood in a ritual before killing her. Then he impales the princess next to the dragon. GORE METAL: The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon and spreads his guts in front of the castle, fucks the princess and kills her. Then he fucks the dead body again, slashes her belly and eats her guts. Then he fucks the carcass for the third time, burns the corpse and fucks it for the last time. DOOM METAL: The protagonist arrives, sees the size of the dragon and thinks he could never beat him, then he gets depressed and commits suicide. The dragon eats his body and the princess as dessert. That's the end of the sad story. PROGRESIVE METAL: The protagonist arrives with a guitar and plays a solo of 26 minutes. The dragon kills himself out of boredom. The protagonist arrives to the princess' bedroom, plays another solo with all the techniques and tunes he learned in the last year of the conservatory. The princess escapes looking for the "HEAVY METAL" protagonist. GLAM METAL: The protagonist arrives, the dragon laughs at the guy's appearance and lets him enter. He steals the princess' make-up and tries to paint the castle in a beautiful pink color. NU METAL: The protagonist arrives in a run-down Honda Civic and attempts to fight the dragon but he burns to death when his moronic baggy clothes catch fire.

Wait, I know what I was thinking of. It's one of those sand dealies from Wrath Of Khan that they rip those larvae out the back of to put in the guys' ears to control their minds.

What is that beautiful thing, and where did they get those wonderful red pants?

I'm going to post in the WWE folder again. I've come to realize that the reason I left was because I spent 2002 as one of those stupid smark types that ruins conversation with rhetoric, and I had to make up for it somehow.

What? EDIT: This question is about that Cary Elwes thing that Sass said. I don't get it.

No, I don't think I'd go for the eyes. I don't like the idea of getting close enough to you for you to cave my head like Baron Von Raschke.

I don't know that I could beat up Sass, but it'd be interesting until I blow up.

I always stayed true.

The problem is the taste that you're enjoying. It's all about: Lemonhart Rum - Coke Jack Daniels - Coke Rye - CPlus orange. Oh and the dark ale that my pal home brews.

It's not suprising in the least, but still...Smirnoff Ice? What the fuck is wrong with you?

Is this the chowderhead yelling at his son?

See? TYPOS! I never used to do that, but now I've just lost the will to succeed because I know I can't measure up. Please, you're killing us here, just go. For our sake

the problem is, you're just too good, and really it's hurting the quality of the board, because nobody can be bothered to raise their game. They already know they aren't good enough. So, for the collective good of the SmartMarks community, I ask...nay...I BEG you to leave the board so that we all may prosper by feeling better about ourselves.

No, it's still possible!

Nothing.

Both vodka and beer are fucking terrible.

Prove this.

I hope you're referring to me.

Refinement is untrue

Yes, I'm aware of that, but that is generally how I've always known that term to be used.