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- WhatsMyName
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[King Arthur music]
[music stops]
WAR WAGON:
Aaaagh!
[King Arthur music]
[music stops]
WAR WAGON:
Aaagh!
GREEN KNIGHT:
Ooh!
[King Arthur music]
[music stops]
[stab]
WAR WAGON:
Aagh!
GREEN KNIGHT:
Oh!
[King Arthur music]
Ooh! Uuh.
[music stops]
WAR WAGON:
Aaaagh!
[clang]
WAR WAGON and GREEN KNIGHT:
Agh!, oh!, etc.
GREEN KNIGHT:
Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaah!
[woosh]
[WAR WAGON kills GREEN KNIGHT]
[thud]
[scrape]
WAR WAGON:
Umm!
[clop clop clop]
T1B:
You fight with the strength of many men, Sir Knight.
[pause]
I am T1B, King of the message boards.
[pause]
I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot.
[pause]
You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?
[pause]
You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.
WAR WAGON:
None shall pass.
T1B:
What?
WAR WAGON:
None shall pass.
T1B:
I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge.
WAR WAGON:
Then you shall die.
T1B:
I command you, as King of the message boards, to stand aside!
WAR WAGON:
I move for no man.
T1B:
So be it!
T1B and WAR WAGON:
Aaah!, hiyaah!, etc.
[T1B chops WAR WAGON's left arm off]
T1B:
Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
WAR WAGON:
'Tis but a scratch.
T1B:
A scratch? Your arm's off!
WAR WAGON:
No, it isn't.
T1B:
Well, what's that, then?
WAR WAGON:
I've had worse.
T1B:
You liar!
WAR WAGON:
Come on, you pansy!
[clang]
Huyah!
[clang]
Hiyaah!
[clang]
Aaaaaaaah!
[T1B chops WAR WAGON's right arm off]
T1B:
Victory is mine!
[kneeling]
We thank Thee Lord, that in Thy mer--
WAR WAGON:
Hah!
[kick]
Come on, then.
T1B:
What?
WAR WAGON:
Have at you!
[kick]
T1B:
Eh. You are indeed brave, Sir Knight, but the fight is mine.
WAR WAGON:
Oh, had enough, eh?
T1B:
Look, you stupid bastard. You've got no arms left.
WAR WAGON:
Yes, I have.
T1B:
Look!
WAR WAGON:
Just a flesh wound.
[kick]
T1B:
Look, stop that.
WAR WAGON:
Chicken!
[kick]
Chickennn!
T1B:
Look, I'll have your leg.
[kick]
Right!
[whop]
[T1B chops WAR WAGON's right leg off]
WAR WAGON:
Right. I'll do you for that!
T1B:
You'll what?
WAR WAGON:
Come here!
T1B:
What are you going to do, bleed on me?
WAR WAGON:
I'm invincible!
T1B:
You're a looney.
WAR WAGON:
War Wagon always triumphs! Have at you! Come on, then.
[whop]
[T1B chops WAR WAGON's last leg off]
WAR WAGON:
Oh? All right, we'll call it a draw.
T1B:
Come, Patsy.
WAR WAGON:
Oh. Oh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off!
[music stops]
WAR WAGON:
Aaaagh!
[King Arthur music]
[music stops]
WAR WAGON:
Aaagh!
GREEN KNIGHT:
Ooh!
[King Arthur music]
[music stops]
[stab]
WAR WAGON:
Aagh!
GREEN KNIGHT:
Oh!
[King Arthur music]
Ooh! Uuh.
[music stops]
WAR WAGON:
Aaaagh!
[clang]
WAR WAGON and GREEN KNIGHT:
Agh!, oh!, etc.
GREEN KNIGHT:
Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaah!
[woosh]
[WAR WAGON kills GREEN KNIGHT]
[thud]
[scrape]
WAR WAGON:
Umm!
[clop clop clop]
T1B:
You fight with the strength of many men, Sir Knight.
[pause]
I am T1B, King of the message boards.
[pause]
I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot.
[pause]
You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?
[pause]
You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.
WAR WAGON:
None shall pass.
T1B:
What?
WAR WAGON:
None shall pass.
T1B:
I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge.
WAR WAGON:
Then you shall die.
T1B:
I command you, as King of the message boards, to stand aside!
WAR WAGON:
I move for no man.
T1B:
So be it!
T1B and WAR WAGON:
Aaah!, hiyaah!, etc.
[T1B chops WAR WAGON's left arm off]
T1B:
Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
WAR WAGON:
'Tis but a scratch.
T1B:
A scratch? Your arm's off!
WAR WAGON:
No, it isn't.
T1B:
Well, what's that, then?
WAR WAGON:
I've had worse.
T1B:
You liar!
WAR WAGON:
Come on, you pansy!
[clang]
Huyah!
[clang]
Hiyaah!
[clang]
Aaaaaaaah!
[T1B chops WAR WAGON's right arm off]
T1B:
Victory is mine!
[kneeling]
We thank Thee Lord, that in Thy mer--
WAR WAGON:
Hah!
[kick]
Come on, then.
T1B:
What?
WAR WAGON:
Have at you!
[kick]
T1B:
Eh. You are indeed brave, Sir Knight, but the fight is mine.
WAR WAGON:
Oh, had enough, eh?
T1B:
Look, you stupid bastard. You've got no arms left.
WAR WAGON:
Yes, I have.
T1B:
Look!
WAR WAGON:
Just a flesh wound.
[kick]
T1B:
Look, stop that.
WAR WAGON:
Chicken!
[kick]
Chickennn!
T1B:
Look, I'll have your leg.
[kick]
Right!
[whop]
[T1B chops WAR WAGON's right leg off]
WAR WAGON:
Right. I'll do you for that!
T1B:
You'll what?
WAR WAGON:
Come here!
T1B:
What are you going to do, bleed on me?
WAR WAGON:
I'm invincible!
T1B:
You're a looney.
WAR WAGON:
War Wagon always triumphs! Have at you! Come on, then.
[whop]
[T1B chops WAR WAGON's last leg off]
WAR WAGON:
Oh? All right, we'll call it a draw.
T1B:
Come, Patsy.
WAR WAGON:
Oh. Oh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off!
Joe in PB wrote: Yeah I'm the dumbass
schmick, speaking about Larry Nassar's pubescent and prepubescent victims wrote: They couldn't even kick that doctors ass
Seems they rather just lay there, get fucked and play victim
- War Wagon
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Where did you enter into the equation in this thread?UCant#2 wrote:Don Quixote Wagon wrote:You should be thanking me, dumbass...for garnering you so much attention.
Actually, you should be thanking me for letting the board give you so much attention.
That's right, you didn't.
Oh, and Goobs...that was funny. Nice effort.
It's not a draw, though, and still NONE! shall pass.
War Wagon wrote:Where did you enter into the equation in this thread?
That's right, you didn't.
Oh, and Goobs...that was funny. Nice effort.
It's not a draw, though, and still NONE! shall pass.
Define irony... a poster racking another poster for Monty Python's Black Knight bit and in the same post dismissing the very person who was first to hack off a limb.
You... slay me.