What is your favorite team to see loose?

@Young:

I know it’s not middle earth, but the trolls in “Willow” were awesome, so thats my choice (stupid answer eh?).

Whenever you blast one with a magical wand great things happen! The bloody meatball with dragons heads was awesome.

@hkytown1:

I’m not a trash talker but I laugh so hard at my friend when he rolls crap dice and just swears at his roll like he just burned his hands or something.

What do you guys do, if anything that would be interpreted as trash talk?

I’m the friend rolling crap dice and it is friggin annoying when you roll 19 dice and get 2-3 hits.  It tends to chap a mans ass once in awhile.  My 5 yr old loves to roll dice for hkytown1 and myself and he rolls worse than I do, gets 1’s, 2’s and 3’s.  We call him the cooler.

See how many nationalist parties you can join.

Like the Jakkib party.  (Jokkib?) They have elected members are are really awesome :P

They will know the sights, and show you the truelly GOOD stuff.

Sweet! Thanks…

Favorites for Super NES:  Super Mario Brothers
                                  Star Fox
                                  Super Mario All Stars
                                  Tetris

“If you refuse, you die, she dies, EVERYBODY dies”

From Heavy Metal

I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones. — Albert Einstein

one of my favorites…

The reason men like war is because it is the only thing that they do that women don’t laugh at. - Don’t know

Nobody ever won a war by dying for his country, he won it by making the other bastard die for his. — George S. Patton

O Lord our Father, our young patriots, idols of our hearts, go forth to battle-be Thou near them! With them, in spirit, we also go forth from the sweet peace of our beloved firesides to smite the foe. O Lord our God, help us to tear their soldiers to bloody shreds with our shells; help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale forms of their patriot dead; help us to drown the thunder of the guns with the shrieks of their wounded writhing in pain; help us to lay waste their humble homes with a hurricane of fire; help us to wring the hearts of their unoffending widows with unavailing grief; help us to turn them out roofless with their little children to wander unfriended the wastes of their desolated land in rags and hunger and thirst, sports of the sun flames of summer and the icy winds of winter, broken in spirit, worn with travail, imploring Thee for the refuge of the grave and denied it-for our sakes who adore Thee, Lord, blast their hopes, blight their lives, protract their bitter pilgrimage, make heavy their steps, water their way with their tears, stain the white snow with the blood of their wounded feet! We ask it, in the spirit of love, of Him Who is the Source of Love, and Who is the ever-faithful refuge and friend of all that are sore beset and seek His aid with humble and contrite hearts. Amen. The War Prayer, Mark Twain.

amen stuka!!!

when did they change from blue to what it’s like now?