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Blurf · Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 10:29 pm Post subject: Al...I'm gunnin for ya!!!

Gaining ground on you in RNA!!

5) Al Dente 68,039 998.10 United Kingdom
6) Profile Blurf 61,685 1,604.02 United States

Almost twice the RAC.....eheheh
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Killerrabbit · Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 12:44 pm Post subject:

But still a ways to go, he could bring his shrubbers to bear on you.

Ni
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Blurf · Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 4:34 pm Post subject:

We'll see....
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Al Dente · Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 8:26 pm Post subject:

tiberius · Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 2:50 am Post subject:

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Shrubbing inconsistently since 1999

Al Dente · Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 7:07 am Post subject:

Well, Blurf, old fellow. At your instigation I swapped a few things around, and after those exertions, I decided to read a bit of Will for relaxation; I couldn't help but notice that he seems to have had you in mind for most of his career. It seems that your shenanigans have attracted the notice of quite a bit of Royalty, amongst many other dignitaries:--

You scullion! You rampallian! You fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe! (Henry IV Part 2)

Thou art like a toad; ugly and venemous. (As You Like It)

Thou art a flesh-monger, a fool and a coward. (Measure For Measure)

A most notable coward, an infinite and endless liar, an hourly promise breaker, the owner of no one good quality. (All's Well That Ends Well)

Thy tongue outvenoms all the worms of Nile. (Cymbeline)

Methink'st thou art a general offence and every man should beat thee. (All's Well That Ends Well)

Go, prick thy face, and over-red thy fear, Thou lily-liver'd boy. (Macbeth)

Thou clay-brained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou whoreson obscene greasy tallow-catch! (Henry IV Part 1)

That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? (Henry IV Part 1)

Thou poisonous bunch-back'd toad! (Richard III)

Thou are pigeon-liver'd and lack gall. (Hamlet)

Thine face is not worth sunburning. (Henry V)

Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage. (As You Like It)

You are as a candle, the better burnt out. (Henry IV Part 1)

You starvelling, you eel-skin, you dried neat's-tongue, you bull's-pizzle, you stock-fish -- O for breath to utter what is like thee! - you tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bow-case, you vile standing tuck! (Henry IV Part 1)

So take that, you rapscallion (Oh, and Happy Shrubbing).

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