Darksoule
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Combat veteren of Iraq
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Post by Darksoule on Dec 12, 2003 23:13:09 GMT -5
This prestigous event occured back in the fine month of October. The teams were the Scots (us, about 5) and the English (about 6). There were 2 sets of woods seperated by a small field on a hill. We knew the pesky English were in the other set so we needed a way to draw them out. So we lined our whole team up and mooned them with asses shining gloriously in the bright afternoon sun. They eventually started firing after we had fallen back into the woods, the dumbasses. (Snowpanther was leading them so what do you expect?) Anyway we were outgunned so, like a girl, I ordered our whole team to run as fast as we could in the other direction. And we did. However there was one amongst us who stayed behind. We said to ourselves that he was totally screwed so we just left him to die. One guy came up on his right flank and was lit up before he even saw our guy. Then he nailed another English pig dog hiding behind some scrawny tree. One guy kept coming after another and each got totally destroyed. Snowpanther and his goon squad were pissed but oh well. The name of this noble man,William Wallace (dew49).
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Post by Melson on Mar 21, 2004 21:33:21 GMT -5
Sweet story, great distraction as long as no one on the other team is gay i guess
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