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*bangs his drink down onto the bar counter and slowly starts talking*

 

 

You may hear some speak of tales of ancient spammers. Giants among men that died out long before the civilized world. Several hundred posts a day was but a ripple in the ocean to them. Sounds horrible doesn't it?

 

But no need to fear, those ancient super-spammers were all captured and/or destroyed at the dawn of the second age, right? Wrong.

 

Some of them endured. Deep in the depths of forums long since forgotten. Biding their time and gaining strength for what they deemed, "T3H F|00d". Or in forummite tongue, The Flood.

 

"Old fool. Go back to pickling your liver and save us the displeasure of hearing your fairy tales", you might say, and I wouldn't blame ya! But I have proof! For you see, I was there, my friends. I was there, the day the strength of all the forummers was tested. It's how I lost... THIS. *turns around revealing eye-patch*

 

*gasps and whispers spread through the gathering of people*

 

On that fateful day, many long years ago, when The Flood struck. They spread their spam on thick and entire forums were lost to The Flood's dark spamming powers. But our last remaining forces rallied and we eventually drove back the Super-Spammers. But the victory was bittersweet. Many a good man were lost and maimed in that war that was later deemed, "Project Ark". It even cost us our great leader, who was struck down by the Spam King.

 

Pray that the Super-spammers are never again loosed on these free lands, children. For it would surely only be remidied.... by us all paying a terrible price.

 

 

*turns around and goes back to his cup of ale whilst everyone sits in stunned silence*

 

 

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Don't ask me why. I honestly don't really know. :D

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:eek:

 

*checks the trunk of his car for anti-spam weapons*

 

Sticky Spam Paper--Check

 

No-Stick Spam Spray--Check

 

Anti-Personnel Spam Grenades--Check

 

IntelligentPostSaber--Check

 

ASBN (Anti-Spam Ballistic Missile)--Check

 

I'm ready for 'em :D

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hmmm 1 post every 60 seconds. I could be there in 16 hours! and annoy everyone in the process. Get those weapons ready here comes the spam.

 

But of course I joke. For even I don'T have 16 hours to waste in order to get a custom name for myself.

 

Although i know what mine shall be but if I told you i would have to kill you. For someone might go ahead and steal it.

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this is great HAHAHAHA

 

*bangs his drink down onto the bar counter and slowly starts talking*

 

 

You may hear some speak of tales of ancient spammers. Giants among men that died out long before the civilized world. Several hundred posts a day was but a ripple in the ocean to them. Sounds horrible doesn't it?

 

But no need to fear, those ancient super-spammers were all captured and/or destroyed at the dawn of the second age, right? Wrong.

 

Some of them endured. Deep in the depths of forums long since forgotten. Biding their time and gaining strength for what they deemed, "T3H F|00d". Or in forummite tongue, The Flood.

 

"Old fool. Go back to pickling your liver and save us the displeasure of hearing your fairy tales", you might say, and I wouldn't blame ya! But I have proof! For you see, I was there, my friends. I was there, the day the strength of all the forummers was tested. It's how I lost... THIS. *turns around revealing eye-patch*

 

*gasps and whispers spread through the gathering of people*

 

On that fateful day, many long years ago, when The Flood struck. They spread their spam on thick and entire forums were lost to The Flood's dark spamming powers. But our last remaining forces rallied and we eventually drove back the Super-Spammers. But the victory was bittersweet. Many a good man were lost and maimed in that war that was later deemed, "Project Ark". It even cost us our great leader, who was struck down by the Spam King.

 

Pray that the Super-spammers are never again loosed on these free lands, children. For it would surely only be remidied.... by us all paying a terrible price.

 

 

*turns around and goes back to his cup of ale whilst everyone sits in stunned silence*

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