Qrusher > Emma comes first... then I coma then two asses coma... then I coma again....then two asses again.. then I again... then pee twice and I coma onca more
MAcheTT3 > O_O
Qrusher > Italian spelling Mississippi
MAcheTT3 > LOL
ApophisXP > LOL NICE!
MAcheTT3 > O_O
Qrusher > Italian spelling Mississippi
MAcheTT3 > LOL
ApophisXP > LOL NICE!
Apaco lypse > o.0 I hear voices in my head
Apaco lypse > oh right ts is open
Apaco lypse > oh right ts is open
Loike > anyone selling cheap providence?
norfolkEG > The whole region or just a couple of constellations?
norfolkEG > The whole region or just a couple of constellations?
Thev Sonata: THERE
Thev Sonata: SEE
Thev Sonata: NOW EVEN KESPER HAS SEEN IT
Thev Sonata: ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!
Imperium Romanus: I WANT THE MITTANI TO PERSONALLY COMMENT ON IT :D
Thev Sonata: oh ffs man I can only do so much v.v
Thev Sonata: SEE
Thev Sonata: NOW EVEN KESPER HAS SEEN IT
Thev Sonata: ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!
Imperium Romanus: I WANT THE MITTANI TO PERSONALLY COMMENT ON IT :D
Thev Sonata: oh ffs man I can only do so much v.v
Norrin Ellis > Whenever Jade is talking, I just hear the sounds that the adults make in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.
NGTM1R > Your dual $14.95 EVE account perfectly strikes YOUR MARRIAGE, wrecking for $3000 in monthly alimony payments.
Makmit > Who's the fleet tool?
hemimaori > u are
Lord Malketh > lol
qckrnu > not funny to laugh at a tool LM
Lord Malketh > tools are used for constructive purposes
Makmit > Except when they don't work
qckrnu > you bring up a good point
Lord Malketh > no, thats user error
qckrnu > and makmit, you are meant to be defending yourself
hemimaori > u are
Lord Malketh > lol
qckrnu > not funny to laugh at a tool LM
Lord Malketh > tools are used for constructive purposes
Makmit > Except when they don't work
qckrnu > you bring up a good point
Lord Malketh > no, thats user error
qckrnu > and makmit, you are meant to be defending yourself
Some Belated Holiday Spirit from Sq Sqeakums:
'Twas the night before Evemas, when all through the system
Not a pirate was stirring, not even a rat;
The haulers were docked by the pleasue hub with care,
In hopes that Gallante females soon would be there;
NORAD was nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Quafe danced in their heads;
And I in my 'kerchief, and Seraph in his cap,
Had just jumped to his safe-spot for a quick nap,
When up on the screen there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Restoring the window I flew like a flash,
Checking the scanners to avoid any clash.
The seventh moon which was all a-glow
Gave the luster of trit to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature rifter and eight tiny drone-deer,
With a little old pilot, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Concord.
More rapid than Ravens his drones they came,
And on local he shouted and called them by name;
"Now Badger! now, Badger! now, Badger and Badger!
On, Badger! on, Badger! on, Mushroom and Mushroom!
To the top of the billbard! to the station wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As newbies before that before the guardians fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, straight through it they fly,
So up to the station-top the drones they flew,
With the rifter full of mins, and St. Concord too.
And then, in a twinkling, I saw on my scanners
The nearing and locking of each little drone.
As I tapped my engines, and was turning around,
Into my sight St. Concord warped with a bound.
He was dressed like a Caldari, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of items he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a dealer 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 on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held in his teeth,
And the smole it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a secure can full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when me/ laughed 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 filled my cargo hold then turned with a jerk,
And tapping his engines, steady as he goes,
And giving a nod, up his rifter rose;
He set his destination, to his drones gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him on local, ere he warped out of sight,
"Happy Evemas to all, and to all a good night!
'Twas the night before Evemas, when all through the system
Not a pirate was stirring, not even a rat;
The haulers were docked by the pleasue hub with care,
In hopes that Gallante females soon would be there;
NORAD was nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Quafe danced in their heads;
And I in my 'kerchief, and Seraph in his cap,
Had just jumped to his safe-spot for a quick nap,
When up on the screen there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Restoring the window I flew like a flash,
Checking the scanners to avoid any clash.
The seventh moon which was all a-glow
Gave the luster of trit to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature rifter and eight tiny drone-deer,
With a little old pilot, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Concord.
More rapid than Ravens his drones they came,
And on local he shouted and called them by name;
"Now Badger! now, Badger! now, Badger and Badger!
On, Badger! on, Badger! on, Mushroom and Mushroom!
To the top of the billbard! to the station wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As newbies before that before the guardians fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, straight through it they fly,
So up to the station-top the drones they flew,
With the rifter full of mins, and St. Concord too.
And then, in a twinkling, I saw on my scanners
The nearing and locking of each little drone.
As I tapped my engines, and was turning around,
Into my sight St. Concord warped with a bound.
He was dressed like a Caldari, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of items he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a dealer 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 on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held in his teeth,
And the smole it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a secure can full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when me/ laughed 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 filled my cargo hold then turned with a jerk,
And tapping his engines, steady as he goes,
And giving a nod, up his rifter rose;
He set his destination, to his drones gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him on local, ere he warped out of sight,
"Happy Evemas to all, and to all a good night!
Davion Vrynn > I have to pee
Davion Vrynn > I also have lots of incoming fire
Davion Vrynn > Decisions, decisions....
Deathglow > just make a contract for it
Dangermouse DM > you have a cup beside the computer?
Davion Vrynn > make a contract for the bathrooom?
Konsaki Dagna > ROFL
Davion Vrynn > I'm not pissing in a cup
Konsaki Dagna > Set up a delivery for the bathroom?
Talaris EveningStar > Bottle?
Antares Herric > PIss in a jar
Davion Vrynn > No - the bathroom is too close to my computer for that
Antares Herric > or maybe on a large sponge
Davion Vrynn > that would just be sad
Konsaki Dagna > take the computer with you?
Davion Vrynn > Desktop
Davion Vrynn > Not a laptop
Antares Herric > USE MACROS LOL
Talaris EveningStar > Your point?
Konsaki Dagna > set up the computer in the bathroom!
Antares Herric > Put your back into it!
Davion Vrynn > lmao
Dangermouse DM > seriously you aren't even trying
Davion Vrynn > Alright, just switched targets
Davion Vrynn > Gonna make a dash for it
Konsaki Dagna > You're loosing rep points here, Dav...
Davion Vrynn > I also have lots of incoming fire
Davion Vrynn > Decisions, decisions....
Deathglow > just make a contract for it
Dangermouse DM > you have a cup beside the computer?
Davion Vrynn > make a contract for the bathrooom?
Konsaki Dagna > ROFL
Davion Vrynn > I'm not pissing in a cup
Konsaki Dagna > Set up a delivery for the bathroom?
Talaris EveningStar > Bottle?
Antares Herric > PIss in a jar
Davion Vrynn > No - the bathroom is too close to my computer for that
Antares Herric > or maybe on a large sponge
Davion Vrynn > that would just be sad
Konsaki Dagna > take the computer with you?
Davion Vrynn > Desktop
Davion Vrynn > Not a laptop
Antares Herric > USE MACROS LOL
Talaris EveningStar > Your point?
Konsaki Dagna > set up the computer in the bathroom!
Antares Herric > Put your back into it!
Davion Vrynn > lmao
Dangermouse DM > seriously you aren't even trying
Davion Vrynn > Alright, just switched targets
Davion Vrynn > Gonna make a dash for it
Konsaki Dagna > You're loosing rep points here, Dav...
Torat > who wants to hear how stupid i am?
Drake Sanskrit > I could use some cheering up :)
Torat > i just burnt a large ammount of my clothes
Torat > aswell as, at the same time, making the oven need cleaning
Drake Sanskrit > oh dear....how?
Torat > i put my clothes, plus washing detergenet, in the oven... :S
Torat > instead of the washing machine
Drake Sanskrit > now that was quite stupid :P
Torat > well, more clumsy...
Drake Sanskrit > lol
Torat > and btw azia, no omgrawring!
Drake Sanskrit > I could use some cheering up :)
Torat > i just burnt a large ammount of my clothes
Torat > aswell as, at the same time, making the oven need cleaning
Drake Sanskrit > oh dear....how?
Torat > i put my clothes, plus washing detergenet, in the oven... :S
Torat > instead of the washing machine
Drake Sanskrit > now that was quite stupid :P
Torat > well, more clumsy...
Drake Sanskrit > lol
Torat > and btw azia, no omgrawring!