Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Tahlvin's the best!
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to roll an 8."
"I'm going to roll an 8."
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Awe, thanks! You're pretty darn good yourself!
Wash: "This is gonna get pretty interesting."
Mal: "Define interesting."
Wash: "Oh, God, oh, God, we're all gonna die?"
Mal: "Define interesting."
Wash: "Oh, God, oh, God, we're all gonna die?"
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Ah, but Eli is best-er!
Heracles. Fists. Pantheon.
Clue in ancient Greece.
Clue in ancient Greece.
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
We're a team, Flame. All of us. You, me, Mr. T over there posting up regular like. A team. And if we're going to keep this thread alive we need to work together. All of us. There is no best-er or worst-er. There's just people. People trying to make a difference in one little thread's life. We can do this. We can do this.
(Oh my God I wish I could post what the auto corrector was filling in for everything but I won't be able to recreate it. Just know that 'word T-rex' was a legitimate thing.)
(Oh my God I wish I could post what the auto corrector was filling in for everything but I won't be able to recreate it. Just know that 'word T-rex' was a legitimate thing.)
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to roll an 8."
"I'm going to roll an 8."
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Placemarker for the holidays.
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Which holidays?
All I know is my food tastes better when I take my food-tastes-better pill.
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Valentine's Day.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to roll an 8."
"I'm going to roll an 8."
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Long wait.
All I know is my food tastes better when I take my food-tastes-better pill.
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads
And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap—
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below;
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and call'd them by name:
"Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer and Vixen,
"On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Dunder and Blixem;
"To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
"Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys—and St. Nicholas too:
And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound:
He was dress'd all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnish'd with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys was flung on his back,
And he look'd like a peddler just opening his pack:
His eyes—how they twinkled! His dimples: how merry,
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a little round belly
That shook when he laugh'd, like a bowl full of jelly:
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laugh'd when I saw him in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And fill'd all the stockings; then turn'd with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle:
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads
And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap—
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below;
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and call'd them by name:
"Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer and Vixen,
"On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Dunder and Blixem;
"To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
"Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys—and St. Nicholas too:
And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound:
He was dress'd all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnish'd with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys was flung on his back,
And he look'd like a peddler just opening his pack:
His eyes—how they twinkled! His dimples: how merry,
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a little round belly
That shook when he laugh'd, like a bowl full of jelly:
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laugh'd when I saw him in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And fill'd all the stockings; then turn'd with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle:
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
Heracles. Fists. Pantheon.
Clue in ancient Greece.
Clue in ancient Greece.
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
tl;dr
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas!
Wash: "This is gonna get pretty interesting."
Mal: "Define interesting."
Wash: "Oh, God, oh, God, we're all gonna die?"
Mal: "Define interesting."
Wash: "Oh, God, oh, God, we're all gonna die?"
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
![Beating a Dead Horse :deadhorse:](./images/smilies/deadhorse.gif)
All I know is my food tastes better when I take my food-tastes-better pill.
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Merry Christmas everyone, noticed we had a happy birthday thread for Kyle but not for Jesus, sad!
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
All I know is my food tastes better when I take my food-tastes-better pill.
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
starfinder rulz
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
All I know is my food tastes better when I take my food-tastes-better pill.
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Onitama!
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to roll an 8."
"I'm going to roll an 8."
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Just read the description on . Are there only five total cards in the game?
It looks very cool.
It looks very cool.
All I know is my food tastes better when I take my food-tastes-better pill.
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
It comes with a pack of 15 or 16, but 5 are only ever involved in a single game. 1 game plays in about 12-15 minutes. Flame and I are tied at 1 a piece, and they always seemed like "oh I lost... No wait if I do this and this and this... I win."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to roll an 8."
"I'm going to roll an 8."
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Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
Good morning, and happy Boxing Day!
Wash: "This is gonna get pretty interesting."
Mal: "Define interesting."
Wash: "Oh, God, oh, God, we're all gonna die?"
Mal: "Define interesting."
Wash: "Oh, God, oh, God, we're all gonna die?"
Re: Connor MacThread of the Clan MacThread
I don't box.
All I know is my food tastes better when I take my food-tastes-better pill.
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