These are some nice cookies. And I've been lurking around this place... always lurking, always in shadows
*gets out the ole smoking pipe and lights it*
*puffs a little from it*
Have I ever told you aboot the time I fought in the Russo-Turkish wars?
[Edited by Spamwise_GameG, 3/23/2010 5:51:50 AM]
Aww, why the lurking? You're going to have to post now, Loopy chose you to take part in my RP tale.
*looks at Spammy with interest*
No you haven't. Pray tell, how did you survive?
A warrior? Me? But I'm a lover, not a fighter... although there was that time in Tijuana when that ugly chick wanted to bite me, but that's another story.
*puffs from the pipe*
Well the Turks had us cornered from all sides... We were dug in really deep. The trenches were constantly assalted from cavalry and infantry and our airplanes were peppered with AA fire. We couldn't retreat nor could we get any support from our tanks. And there I was in a trench with a light MG and a two magazines of bullets and to make matters worse it was ****ing rain and this thick fog rolled in. We couldn't see hide nor hare of the Turks, when all of the sudden we hear "BANZAI!". That was it, that was the moment the Turks decided to charge at us with their rifle bayonets and stab us right there. Me and my comrades we opened fire, but as a result from a previous party with a bunch of fellows I will not name, we were dead drunk. We sprayed all over the battlefield, we hit some camels, a few SUVs and a couple of cows. Our aiming didn't scare the Turks as they were still charging at us, trying to gut us. Suddenly out of nowhere these suicide bombers showed up and that's when I... *yawns* when I... *falls asleep*
*slowly flies away stealing their cookie supplies*
Well I better go make more!
*takes plate and skips off to the kitchen*