Things you didn't know about Pooka

He's a fat assed shithead. As much talent as zeroclash, who I am not. Don't compare me to that fat assed sack of shit. Pookanese? Cheesey assed bastard. Have a nice day.

got it, XeroxLash, got it. Pooka is still my friend, regardless if he is a "cheesey assed bastard".

go back to tesco......

Whats this, drama??!?! When did this happen, its been a while since I saw some drama! :D

zeroclash, who I am not.
Got it. Zeroclash: faggotness undetermined.
XeroxLash: super fag with minimum of two cocks in him at all times. I'm surprised you have your hands free to type something, don't you have to keep your balance during the ass-raping? Perhaps you just enjoy having your face rubbed against the ground, the rug burns would give your miserable shitpile of a face some character.

Must I be stalked forever by you, O Wonderous Behemoth, Odongo Of The Golden Nipple Piercings? This is why I have sought to drown my Pain in the Musky Joys of the Pudenda, yea, I have even descended to licking the Tequila off the Strawberries, those evil Wednesday, Midget bought ones. 'Tis my lot, my Karma, if you will, to hear your Lederhosen clad pacings in the sallow distance. Must I seek out further Distal places to free mine ears of your heavy Frankensteinian clumpings? Thump, thump, thump, it doth even disturb my repose...

P.S. You're also a Sweaty Twat...:rotflmao::fly::mod:

Commencé dans les ténèbres, mon voyage ne pouvait s'achever qu'en Lumière. A la fenêtre de la maison ruinée, je contemplais à travers les arbres dépouillés par l'automme le sommet de la montagne. La croix de crète se détachait sous le soleil du midi, elle était la quatorzième et la plus grande de toutes avec ses 35 centimètres! Me voici donc à mon tour cavalier sur le coursier divin chevauchant l'abîme...

You are the blob of Ketchup that slips out of the Burger that is called Life and ruins my day...:mad-pound::fly::mod:

Commencé dans les ténèbres, mon voyage ne pouvait s'achever qu'en Lumière. A la fenêtre de la maison ruinée, je contemplais à travers les arbres dépouillés par l'automme le sommet de la montagne. La croix de crète se détachait sous le soleil du midi, elle était la quatorzième et la plus grande de toutes avec ses 35 centimètres! Me voici donc à mon tour cavalier sur le coursier divin chevauchant l'abîme...

You are the blob of Ketchup that slips out of the Burger that is called Life and ruins my day...:mad-pound::fly::mod:

C'mon Pooka, translate the French so I can share the drama.:nrocks:

Started in darkness, my voyage could be completed only in Light. With the window of the ruined house, I contemplated through the trees stripped by the automme the top of the mountain. The cross of Crete was detached under the sun from midday, it was the largest fourteenth and of all with its 35 centimetres! Me here thus in my riding turn on the divine dispach rider overlapping the abyss...The best I could do using Babel Fish.

Started in darkness, my voyage could be completed only in Light. With the window of the ruined house, I contemplated through the trees stripped by the automme the top of the mountain. The cross of Crete was detached under the sun from midday, it was the largest fourteenth and of all with its 35 centimetres! Me here thus in my riding turn on the divine dispach rider overlapping the abyss...The best I could do using Babel Fish.

Started in the shadows, my journey could only be finished in light. At the window of the ruined house I gazed across the trees stripped by autumn to the summit of the mountain.The cross of crete stood out under the midday sun, it was the fourteenth and the biggest of all with its 35 centimetres! Here I am therefore on my horse ride [tour] on a divine steed crossing the abyss.:fly::mod:

Notes on Le Serpent Rouge (http://www.connectotel.com/rennes/serpnote/serpnote.htm)

Scroll down to Libra...

What a book, I may even get culture from going to Noobsters with Pooka.

How many guys did you have to let bang your throat to get permission to use the computer in your mom's basement?

Pooka may be many things, but his diverse language and writing impress me. It's as if James Stanislaus Joyce were a member of our family, but ... [insert witticism here].

« Par ce signe, tu LE vaincras. »
Pooka , I'm really impressed ! :hail:

He's a fat assed shithead. As much talent as zeroclash, who I am not. Don't compare me to that fat assed sack of shit. Pookanese? Cheesey assed bastard. Have a nice day.

And your point is caller....

Puts "Frasier" head on..

"Such agressive tendancies with a specific target.. can we go back to your undoubtedly traumatic childhood..?" ( Crosses leg and rests thumb and forefinger on lower face while balancing elbow on crossed leg.. )

( Hopes admin assistant has kettle on for strong tea brewing or a shed load of Ninjas poised and ready for the slightest sound of animosity from the patient...)

OR A CAN OF WHOOPARSE ALSO KNOWN AS....



THE NOOB..


Nah... Can't get nuthin outa goin for the Pooks.. Less'n yer names Ford.. The coward Ford that is...


:dead:

pshaw...

Break out the can of Whoopass, Myggz

This is my favorite poster by far. Keep up the good work!

Also this post should be titled, things we all know and love about pooka. The body of the post is fine.

Kill him with kindness, N00b, your favorite poster......Yeah, Right.