What the {F9} are you talking about?
Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2003 10:07 am
Well, I sent my F9ing tanks down the F9ing road and right into the F9ing sight of the two F9ing 47mmATGs. So what the F9 is a guy supposed to do. (do I sound like a trucker yet?):)
I lost two tanks and got two tanks. I sent in the Mech units. I shot up the 47mmATG and the MG with them but I don't know how hurt they are. The Mech companies are the strenghth that tips the balance. Where they are The French control and little will stop them, except maybe more 47mm and more R35s and R39s than I thought that I would ever see in this match. Wearing red and white (without the blue) they come crashing through the hedge rows one after the other after the other. What the F9??
Then when I thought , well I'll put this turn to bed after taking out a couple more partisans (whimpy partisans against hefty hefty Sumoas), along come a barrage of 100mm the likes of which have not been seen in this peaceful Polish country side. Birds squawk, gophers hump, bees buzz in circles, and ground hogs go to ground. What a sausage grinder. Me thinks you was playing possum Capt P. I hate to look. (them gophers are always humping, and not big packs)(thought I'd forgotten hadn't yah?)
Run away Run away.
Go to it Capt P. Yah motherless monster of mayhem.
I lost two tanks and got two tanks. I sent in the Mech units. I shot up the 47mmATG and the MG with them but I don't know how hurt they are. The Mech companies are the strenghth that tips the balance. Where they are The French control and little will stop them, except maybe more 47mm and more R35s and R39s than I thought that I would ever see in this match. Wearing red and white (without the blue) they come crashing through the hedge rows one after the other after the other. What the F9??
Then when I thought , well I'll put this turn to bed after taking out a couple more partisans (whimpy partisans against hefty hefty Sumoas), along come a barrage of 100mm the likes of which have not been seen in this peaceful Polish country side. Birds squawk, gophers hump, bees buzz in circles, and ground hogs go to ground. What a sausage grinder. Me thinks you was playing possum Capt P. I hate to look. (them gophers are always humping, and not big packs)(thought I'd forgotten hadn't yah?)
Run away Run away.
Go to it Capt P. Yah motherless monster of mayhem.