Hey A99

[Fozzie]

Is that ALL that you have got?

Please tell me you have more.

Go on don't be scared put on those other boxen.

If you don't find some more it just isn't going to be a contest.

If you think you are getting past the Fozmeister you are gonna get as far as a slug in Salt lake City. :Pokes:

Make it a :fight: and :whip: them puppies.

Just checked and the stats say you have a chance after all, and who am I to argue with Dyy's stats.

2008-02-04 15:00:00

Is that 3pm GMT or EST just so I know to be awake for it. :lmao:

[Anarchy99]

I have focused my psychotic hate on you :bonk:

[gopher_yarrowzoo]

Hey Fozzie, Hmm I think I got more power than A99 :D but I think I got a few Z80's kicking about that Im sure I could lend to A99 to give him a bit more power... :D hmm i'm sure I had a nice O/C'd to the Max 80386 but it went "ping" and died, don't think yer meant to run them at 100Mhz (don't ask hmm serious O/C) :rolleyes:
so as they said in the Seti Guantlet, "Just Bring It" :smoking:
I ain't :scared: of lil jnr A99 ya know...

[Anarchy99]

be afraid be very afraid :Pokes:

[gopher_yarrowzoo]

Hey Boy, I say Hey boy, what you up to... I ain't scared of lil you!
Just Bring It On.. BOY!:sleepy: :Pokes: :Pokes: :Pokes:

[Anarchy99]

I dont see you on my radar and I cant seem to get the stats to show really small insignificant production numbers so I could see what you are producing :lmao:

maybe if you saved up for a couple of years and dumped all at once the tiny little blip on the stats would let me see you:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:

otherwise sit back and enjoy watching me take over the world:cheers:

bye bye

see ya

bye bye

so long

bye bye

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

[Chinasaur]

Scene: Crunchmoor Asylum for the Clinically Insane and DC Delusional. A dark and stormy night....thunder, lightning illuminating the sparse moor upon which the asylum is located, the odd frog hops by...

We enter the story as Dr Fozzie is leading Grand Rounds...

DRF: And here my good interns is the cell of one person who refers to himself only as Anarchy99. A most curious case indeed. This man was brought in a few months back suffering from a psychotic disorder in which he had fixated on me as his tormentor in some computer related exercise. He seems to blame me for his rather pathetic statistical shortcomings. He blathers on about "adding more and more boxen", whatever that is..and cackling to himself about how he's going to "rip the stuffing out of me". Sadly he gets worse everyday and has been restrained to his bed with a Posey Roll.

A gasp is heard from the assembled newbie interns..

Intern1: Tell us Dr...is there any hope for this poor lunatic?

DRF: Ah..Smedley isn't it? Well, Smedley...sadly..no. This poor blighter is too far gone for what modern Psychiatry can provide. I'm afraid all we can do now is medicate the poor sod and smile and nod politely when he does rave.

The group moves on...

A cackling and gnashing of teeth is heard from Anarchy99's cell....

[GHOST]

:notworthy :jester:

[cygnussphere]

:lmao: :lmao:
:notworthy :notworthy

:tempted:

:cheers:

[Anarchy99]

scene: asylum dark stormy night intermittent lightning

fade to black as DR F walks away with bumbling students in awe of DR F's fanciful cereal box knowledge

close scene: as clicking sound is followed by cell door opening with a creak

screen reader: will DR F survive the night?

will his band of dimwitted followers die with him?

stayed tuned for the further episodes of "he took over the world by ripping the stuffing out of DR (speak-n-spell) F"

[gopher_yarrowzoo]

Hmm yeah and just when A99 thought he could smack Dr. F over the noggin at take his place...

on the hilltop near the Asylum, sits gopher just waiting...
he see's A99 move in to kill Dr. F.........
A single shot rings out in the cold dark night and A99 goes down like a wounded animal... a wounded animal that is falling fast asleep again...
(Gotta love those tranquiliser Darts ;) )
Echo 7 to Dr. F.. : A99 escaped again sir, I took care of him though, dang it next time use the steel and leather binding like I told ya last week.... Echo 7 out...
Echo 7 to All Units: Stand down, he's safe for now.. next sweep in 1 hr.... Echo 7 out

[Anarchy99]

yo, gopher

why dont you doc and isaac meet captain stubing on the promanade deck for fruity tourist drinks while the big kids play taunt at the grown-ups table :rotfl:

bye bye

[gopher_yarrowzoo]

Now boy, I suggest you take your meds just because you have a big lead on me and I don't have that many boxen doesn't mean I won't catch you (sometime)



So Boy Dream On, oh I am a crack shot ya know..

[Moogie]

Hmmmm...what time/day does this show air?

:D

[Anarchy99]

crack shot :scratch:

more like crack pot :Pokes:

you will never catch me, ever, I promise

I would sacrafice small children, nuns and innocent animals to see you in my rear view mirror forever :rotfl:

and just remember that thier safety depends on you never passing me, dont put thier blood on your hands, stay away :rotfl:

[Chinasaur]

There once was a cruncher named A...
Who kept a few sad assed boxen in a cave..
I must admit they crunched like shi*
But my oh my how he raved!

[Anarchy99]

your limmerick although humorous and such,
lacked a poetic touch
when we learned from the cradle,
you were learning disable
and gray matter you havent much

sad is the cruncher we call "C"
who dreamed "A99" he could be
the doctors said hark,
you lack nueral spark
which is what it takes to be me

bye bye:rotfl:

[alpha]

You fools lack the skill to rhyme,
can't crunch enough in your lifetime,
to catch the one at the top,
try to contemplate but brains go pop.

I'm the one they call Matt,
I remove you from the stats.
Even if you were any real kind of threat,
I'd still leave you cowering in debt.

:fight:

[Anarchy99]

your jab is pathetic at best,
as annoying as an insect pest
with the swing of a swatter
your an ink test blotter
and better than "I" surely you jest

a cruncher named alpha he be,
and greatness he failed to achieve
he so often spouted stories
of fantastic glories
that his own lies he began to believe

bye bye
:rotfl:

[gopher_yarrowzoo]

Hmm A99 just stick to the crunching...
I can't rhyme but so what... I just crunch...
Must Borg more Boxen.......Must Borg more Boxen.......
Must Borg more Boxen.......Must Borg more Boxen.......
Repeat as required......

AMD rocket

[cygnussphere]

This is a classic thread!:fight:
:jester:
:thumbs:
:elephant:
:weggy:
:stretcher


:tempted:

:cheers:

[Chinasaur]

I dreamed a dream undreamed before
As through the eyes of an ancient cruncher.
A Thousand CPU years Now just lore.

Through hoary mists of time and space
Brought to fruition inside a water cooled case
By Electron, Proton, Neutron spinning
The tortured screams of electrical utilities winning.

Tall tales told of fights, gauntlets, tribes.
A mighty venerable battle fought
They crunched by day and by night fair
Adrift some lost their way and travelled in realms
Not meant for mortal man or trolls with nose hair.
They lost their minds, their strucs come to nought
Amid the sound of whirling air rushing
As Through a fan with a failed bushing.

Screaming senseless paradigms
Reflected insane by a lapped heat sinks shine
As one the Tribe rose up and shouted
"Take your Prozac tis half past Nine"
Unhindered by season some took
Arms against reason,
Lest future tallies find them lacking
Statistically without rank or 1U racking

Till upon some nameless shore
Washed up, out posted, they shipped oar
To take adavantage of electrical rebates
Beset by endless devils shouting up
"Borged boxen will best your daily rates"
Abandoning hope for folly till all
Is senseless babble and common posters bored.

So What can those of us who linger
Far upon that nameless shore take
Away from epic struggles where
Crunchers battle and give the finger
Tis Hope we take away this day that all the
Power rates we pay
Will one day go for cures for madness
For teammates who rant and rave in sadness.

[gopher_yarrowzoo]

Cygnussphere: Yes it is a classic... hmm :thumbs: Credit to Dr. Fozzie
Chinasuar:
:notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :notworthy
Sweet poetry... I only do weird poetry - look up my website to see how weird it is...

[Anarchy99]

credit to fozzie....

CREDIT TO FOZZIE.....

what the........ HEY

THIS IS ABOUT ME PEOPLE

HELLO CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW

THIS IS ABOUT ME

who do think these people are talking about.....ME

who do you think these people want to be......ME

hello.......HELLO......ME ME ME

I get the credit, THE CREDIT IS MINE

mine mine mine

got it.....GOT IT

GOOD :thumbs:

[Chinasaur]

^^^^^^Narcissistic ^^^^^^^


http://www.psychologynet.org/dsm.html

I count six under Personality Disorders...



:cheers:

[Anarchy99]

there is no clinical proof to support any accusations of mental deficiency or defect so until then I am sane :cheers:

[Anarchy99]

its 2:45 in the morning and I am in need of some attention, any suggestions on who or what I could comment on that would offend or somehow disturb ?

I went to the comedy club here in sioux falls SD and the comedian said that times have changed so much that it is now safer to have Ozzy Osbourne baby-sit children than a catholic priest lol.

and on HBO the comic charlie said that peoples license numbers and cell phone numbers should be the same so that when they drive like A$$holes you could call them and let them know, I should get credit for that too I am sure I would have thought of it sooner or later lol.

well back to work lol.

[Paratima]

Originally posted by Anarchy99
and on HBO the comic charlie said that peoples license numbers and cell phone numbers should be the same so that when they drive like A$$holes you could call them and let them know :rotfl: I like it!

[Moogie]

Originally posted by Paratima
:rotfl: I like it!

Please Paratima, let's not encourage the man or he may continue. :D

[cygnussphere]

encourage:Pokes:
encourage:Pokes:
encourage:Pokes:

:D

:tempted:

:cheers:

[Moogie]

Both of you must have had sisters that your tormented throughout childhood. :)

[cygnussphere]

Originally posted by Moogie
Both of you must have had sisters that your tormented throughout childhood. :)

You can not prove that:swear: :whistle:

:tempted:

:cheers:

[Moogie]

Originally posted by cygnussphere
You can not prove that:swear: :whistle:

:tempted:

:cheers:

I don't have to. I can spot them a mile away. I grew up with only brothers. It's easy to read the signs. :D

:D

[Anarchy99]

my sister is recovering just fine thank you:D

she has begun color recognition and shape association skills, as well as being able to say the letters in my name:D

although she refuses to actually say my name:rotfl:

but she gets to take the helmet off for the holidays:rotfl:

[Moogie]

Your poor sister. I can feel for her deeply. It has taken many drugs and years of therapy...but I can finally talk without stuttering. And I have stopped pulling out my hair as well. The bald spots are finally starting to cover up.

:D

[cygnussphere]

My sister did work at a mental institution.... err.. at least thats what they told me:scratch:

:tempted:

:cheers:

[Moogie]

Are you sure she worked there, or was she worked on? Simply put, brothers, either older or younger, should be carted off to an island so their sisters can grow up in peace.

:D

[cygnussphere]

Originally posted by Moogie
Are you sure she worked there, or was she worked on? Simply put, brothers, either older or younger, should be carted off to an island so their sisters can grow up in peace.

:D

She came back and seemed fine.....:confused:

[Moogie]

That's good to know. There are alot of sisters walking around that never fully made it back to reality. I think they call it PMS. :D

[RacerX]

Roses are red
Violets aren't orange
Some poems rhyme
this one doesn't

[Anarchy99]

hey X hows it going :D

[Moogie]

Originally posted by RacerX
Roses are red
Violets aren't orange
Some poems rhyme
this one doesn't

:o :gone: :scratch: :D

[Fozzie]

Scene: Crunchmoor Asylum for the Clinically Insane and DC Delusional. A dark and stormy night....thunder, lightning illuminating the sparse moor upon which the asylum is located, the odd frog hops by...

Frog All this hopping and the wet doesn't half give me arthritis

We enter the story as Dr Fozzie is reading in his study when Smedley bursts in.

Smedley Terrible news, Sir.

Dr.Fozzie Stay calm Smedley what is it.

Smedley Its Scooter sir, we found him this evening after he didn't turn up for Glee Club. He's .....well he's dead sir.

/gasps

Dr. Fozzie That is horrible, truly horrible. How did it happen?

Smedley Well sir his head had been torn off and his arms and...and ...well his stuffing sir it had been trown about as if in a mad fit of rage.

/gasp Dr. Fozzie faces camera with knowing look.

Dr. Fozzie Smedley check with security, see if prisoner A99 is safely in his cell.

Smedley visibly shudders and goes off to make the call.

Tense seconds pass as Dr. Fozzie twirls his comedy tie.

Smedley Sir it's as you feared A99 is not in his cell, and there's more Robin has been found also decapitated his arms pulled out...and (sniffle) his stuffing everywhere. Also his bowl of cornflakes was upturned and ground into the carpet.

Dr. Fozzie Goddammit Smedley, we have a lunatic cereal killer on the loose.

Dr. Fozzie and Smedley leave stage right.

/lightning flashes.

[Anarchy99]

Scene: Crunchmoor Asylum for the Clinically Insane and DC Delusional. A dark and stormy night....thunder, lightning illuminating the sparse moor upon which the asylum is located, the odd frog hops by...

Frog: All this hopping........

suddenly the frog is snatched up and eaten, its animal on his way to drum lessons

Animal: mmmmm taste like chicken

We enter the story as A99 is wandering the damp basement halls in search of his next victim (he hopes its that damn Dr. Fozzie). He comes upon a lab door and looks in the window

we find Dr. Bunsen Honeydew talking to beeker who is strapped to a table

beeker: meep meep meep

/translation: what in the hell are you doing to me now

Dr.Honeydew: well beeker we are going to hook you up to 50,000 volts of electricity and see how this effects your motor skills

/screeches

beeker: MEEP MEEP MEEP MEEEP!

/translation: HOW DO THINK IT WILL EFFECT MY MOTOR SKILLS YOU IDIOT

Dr. Honeydew: hold still beeker

/a sudden crash of metal to stuffed skull and Dr. Honey dew goes down, beeker looks over to see A99 holding a pipe

/moments later we see Dr Honeydew strapped to the table while beeker stands and watches A99 throw the switch

/the sounds of voltage surging through stuffing pierces the air

beeker: meep meeep meep.

/translation: I have wanted to do that for a long time

as the room fills with the smell of burnt stuffing A99 turns to beeker.

beeker: meep meep meeeep meep meep meeeep meep meeep.

/translation: I know a way to get to Dr Fozzie, a secret tunnel system I found when Honeydew dropped me down the well to see the effects of ....oh never-mind

/beeker leads A99 to a secret opening in the rock wall, A99 goes through and beeker closes it behind

beeker: meep meeep meep meep.

/translation: don't know what the big deal is, he seems like a perfectly normal psychotic to me I like him

/lightning flashes through the basement window

[Fozzie]

Scene: Crunchmoor Asylum for the Clinically Insane and DC Delusional. A dark and stormy night....thunder, lightning illuminating the sparse moor upon which the asylum is located, a frogs leg lays still twitching on the ground.

The scene changes to Dr. Fozzie's library as the bookcase slowly edges away from the wall on hinges rusted over the ages.

A hand appears around the bookcase end and the concealed door swings open.

The camera pans to where Smedley is working on a document at the desk. Nearer and nearer the intruder goes. Smedley is unaware and continues to write humming Carpenters tunes to himself.

Suddenly he stiffens and gasps.

Dr. Fozzie: Wakka Wakka what do you think Smedley of the new higher jolt joy buzzer.

Smedley: Sir you nearly scared me to death. I have the release note to call in SWAT to hunt down inmate A99.

Dr. Fozzie: Good he seems bent on some evil plan. No muppet is safe, we already have Miss Piggy in giving everyone self defence classes. She's put six in the hospital so they're safe for the time being. Get that release note down to the post roon there's a courier there waiting. I'l be safe here for now.

Just then the lights dim as huge amounts of current are diverted from the main circuit.

Smedley: Good grief sir what could that be.

Dr. Fozzie: Never you mind Smedley you go for the post room, I'll go via the kitchens and pick up the Swedish Chef and head down to Dr. Honeydew's lab.

Smedley exits stage right, Dr. Fozzie looks towards the secret passage way, but decides to exit stage right.

/lightning flashes