Rieferman wrote:oh shit, they shortened march? I had so much to get done... oh wellMarch is Mustache Appreciation Week
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Some of the funniest stuff I've read on modified
[quote="exudedex"]I will look for it.
Two knights, each adorned with their respective elements, cast a glance at one another. The knight from the far north, where the waters are cold and bears scar the chest with their claws, grasps a satchel of earth. The knight from the great city, where the drink marks your past and your will sculpts your future, holds two flint-stones in anticipation to start the flame. Wilma and Barney watch terrified from a distance. The knight from the north begins to speak. His voice vibrates across the dock, which serves as our scenery. "I Zacharias Z'Jeeziest, servant to the Redwing Clan, come forth today to quest to save the fair maiden, Reidetha the Beautiful from the Dragon Master Nicholas Can of Coins Landish. Those that stand in my way shall face my blade and magic."
Unfazed by such words, the night from the Great City showing no emotion delivers his purpose. "I Nathanicus Anderalterpersonacus, representative of the Magic Gathering Mages, also am present for the purpose of rescuing the soft skinned beauty Reidetha the Beautiful. I have no fear of your blade nor magic Northern one, for I have with me the great cards, capable of summoning the great netherworld beast Griptits."
This angers Zacharias. "You vile mushroom maggot, I have no fear of you. I have trained and mastered the art of Footcie. Prepare to die."
Nathanicus is unmoved. "Fool, I too have mastered Footcie. I hope you have prepared your coffin."
The two began to battle. Swords clashed and sparks flew. Each knight showed great vigor, valor and an extensive array of maneuvers, but neither would yield. Unnoticed by the two men at arms, a small vessel arrived and docked at port. A tiny bearded figure draped in black pony leather stepped off the vessel and made his way to all the commotion. He was a jolly fellow who pranced his way. Each stride reflected his joy. Bifocals adorned his face and through them he contemplated the situation while stroking his face. Finally, a finger was raised and he conjectured to the clashing men, "Gentleman, You do not need to harm each other. Be Merry. This quarrel is not truly necessary." His plea was ignored and the two men continued their dispute. The gentleman pondered once more, and again he raised his finger in epiphany. Hurling himself over the edge of the dock the Gentleman began to splash and churn the water. "Oh dear... Help! I can't swim! If only there was some selfless hero to rescue me. Perhaps a Knight? Oh, but there is not. Woe is me. Oh the Agony!!"
The attention of the two young Knight suddenly averted to the Struggling Boatman, and both flung themselves into the water to rescue him. The Boatman then stopped struggling and executed a perfect front crawl to his vessel and climbed aboard. Feeling deceived the Knights followed the man onto his craft.
"What is the Meaning of this trickery old man?" Nathanicus asked.
"My garment is moist without due cause because of you. You shall pay with your life,â€
[quote="exudedex"]I will look for it.
Two knights, each adorned with their respective elements, cast a glance at one another. The knight from the far north, where the waters are cold and bears scar the chest with their claws, grasps a satchel of earth. The knight from the great city, where the drink marks your past and your will sculpts your future, holds two flint-stones in anticipation to start the flame. Wilma and Barney watch terrified from a distance. The knight from the north begins to speak. His voice vibrates across the dock, which serves as our scenery. "I Zacharias Z'Jeeziest, servant to the Redwing Clan, come forth today to quest to save the fair maiden, Reidetha the Beautiful from the Dragon Master Nicholas Can of Coins Landish. Those that stand in my way shall face my blade and magic."
Unfazed by such words, the night from the Great City showing no emotion delivers his purpose. "I Nathanicus Anderalterpersonacus, representative of the Magic Gathering Mages, also am present for the purpose of rescuing the soft skinned beauty Reidetha the Beautiful. I have no fear of your blade nor magic Northern one, for I have with me the great cards, capable of summoning the great netherworld beast Griptits."
This angers Zacharias. "You vile mushroom maggot, I have no fear of you. I have trained and mastered the art of Footcie. Prepare to die."
Nathanicus is unmoved. "Fool, I too have mastered Footcie. I hope you have prepared your coffin."
The two began to battle. Swords clashed and sparks flew. Each knight showed great vigor, valor and an extensive array of maneuvers, but neither would yield. Unnoticed by the two men at arms, a small vessel arrived and docked at port. A tiny bearded figure draped in black pony leather stepped off the vessel and made his way to all the commotion. He was a jolly fellow who pranced his way. Each stride reflected his joy. Bifocals adorned his face and through them he contemplated the situation while stroking his face. Finally, a finger was raised and he conjectured to the clashing men, "Gentleman, You do not need to harm each other. Be Merry. This quarrel is not truly necessary." His plea was ignored and the two men continued their dispute. The gentleman pondered once more, and again he raised his finger in epiphany. Hurling himself over the edge of the dock the Gentleman began to splash and churn the water. "Oh dear... Help! I can't swim! If only there was some selfless hero to rescue me. Perhaps a Knight? Oh, but there is not. Woe is me. Oh the Agony!!"
The attention of the two young Knight suddenly averted to the Struggling Boatman, and both flung themselves into the water to rescue him. The Boatman then stopped struggling and executed a perfect front crawl to his vessel and climbed aboard. Feeling deceived the Knights followed the man onto his craft.
"What is the Meaning of this trickery old man?" Nathanicus asked.
"My garment is moist without due cause because of you. You shall pay with your life,â€
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Sage advice from the "Standards of shoe modification" thread:
james wrote:Don't forget, camo G6s are SEXY. Get with it, get the girls. If you've got some ugly ass mangled frankenstein shoe she gonna look at you an' be like 'nuh uhhhhhhhhh'
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"Footbag can be pretty frustrating when it's supposed to be fun. I was partly driven by this forum - practice, practice, practice... As that is true, I think someone can be too focused on progressing and training that they miss the fun aspect of it." - Bander87
The first three posts on page 2 of the double spinning tips thread, culminating in Erik Chan's zinger.
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