Thanks Sl1pstream!

[Disgustipated]

This is about 5 months late, but I figured I need to get it out of the way plus I just remembered.

A while ago I was looking for a Halo 3 Zune to give to my ex for her birthday in May. Sl1pstream randomly messaged me and said I could have his mint Halo 3 Zune for FREE! I paid him $13 for shipping and it came a week or so later from Europe.

Just wanted to say THANKS SLIP!

That is all. All praise Sl1p!

[Everyone vs Dinosaurs]

That is awesome!


I also just got a Zune. Fun little thing!

[Hellbug]

Better late than never, am I right?

[Carlos]

Better late than never, am I right?
Ah, yes, the sage quote. :D

[Disgustipated]

Better late than never, am I right?

That's what she said. Also, keep bumping this.

[Generation ABXY]

Also, keep bumping this.

That's what she said.

Unless you were making that joke, in which case, "Damn!"

[Bone]

I can vouch for Sl1p too. He gave me his HTC Excalibur smartphone for free after he bought his iPhone. Also, he gave me and BackseatKiller a bunch of games he was done playing.

Did I mention he's a great houseguest? This is his second time in Texas visiting us and the guy has been an excellent temporary roommate, although it's still somewhat tough figuring out what to feed a Belgian. Still, he hasn't complained at all and has been helpful trying to keep our old cats from killing our new one.

Thanks, Sl1pstream!

[Nerdious]

I can vouch for Sl1p too. He gave me his HTC Excalibur smartphone for free after he bought his iPhone. Also, he gave me and BackseatKiller a bunch of games he was done playing.

Did I mention he's a great houseguest? This is his second time in Texas visiting us and the guy has been an excellent temporary roommate, although it's still somewhat tough figuring out what to feed a Belgian. Still, he hasn't complained at all and has been helpful trying to keep our old cats from killing our new one.

Thanks, Sl1pstream!

Bone, I'm coming down for ACL next year and you, my good sir, are buying drinks. I'll repay you with my nerdy love.

[Bone]

Nerdious Lord,

I think you forgot to carry the one in that equation :)

But yes, definitely seek us out when you arrive in Austin. I haven't gone to ACL in a couple of years, it's gotten so expensive- but I miss the festival.

[Talanvor]

Wait, Sl1p's in Austin again? Good god man!

[Backseat Killer]

Slippy IS in Austin again! And Bone is correct - Slippy is the best temporary roommate! Although I feel bad that I have been working so much... we haven't done a shit load of fun stuff and I haven't had the motivation to cook much... Oh well, welcome to "real-life", huh?

[Doctor Setebos]

Slippy IS in Austin again!Ha! Funny coincidence! I have a co-worker from Belgium in our offices here in Des Moines this week, as well. It's a Belgian invasion!

Having a Belgian in the office was the inspiration for the title of one of my news posts yesterday (http://www.colonyofgamers.com/cogforums/showthread.php?t=1819). :D
(though it hopefully didn't offend Slipstream to use Belgium as an example)

[Backseat Killer]

Slippy is pretty cool about comparing things to Belgium - we recently drove 3 1/2 hours to go camping in the middle of Texas, turns out that we could have driven across Belgium and the Netherlands! I don't think he ever spent that amount of time in a car. I think it takes an entire day of driving to get across Texas!!

[pheriannath]

How does he feel about WoW eclipsing his country's native population? :-D

[Backseat Killer]

Let's ask him!

[Sl1pstream]

I don't even play WoW. :)

[Doctor Setebos]

I don't even play WoW. :)Good for you!

Seriously. That game will suck out your soul, and leave nothing behind.

[Nerdious]

Bone... done, it's pricey so i'll budget in the booze, and a Belgian for that matter.

[rinichanraar]

I've thanked him a million (or three) times already, but let's make it a million and one (four).

Thank you, Slippy, for your Belgian cigarettes that reminded me of flowers. Seriously, they were really that cool/pleasant. In fact, I'd love to buy some from you. :p

[Backseat Killer]

Hehe - rini, those were smokes Bone and I brought up to him from Austin. Bad timing on your part though, as Marshall McGearty smokes are no longer made (as of last week, I think).

[rinichanraar]

Hehe - rini, those were smokes Bone and I brought up to him from Austin. Bad timing on your part though, as Marshall McGearty smokes are no longer made (as of last week, I think).

Oh, even cooler (that they were from the US)! But that's a shame about them not being made anymore. Those were fantastic.

[Loki_09]

Slipstream one time healed my leprosy. No lie, the guy has a gift. ;)

[pseudopseudo]

One time Sl1pstream wrestled a bear with his bare hands and won.

Or maybe that was Bill Brasky.

I get the two mixed up all the time.

[Sl1pstream]

I thought I'd share this.

http://s450.photobucket.com/albums/qq229/sl1pstream/th_tat001.jpg

[Disgustipated]

Time for a sl1pstream circle-jerk.

[pseudopseudo]

I thought I'd share this.

http://s450.photobucket.com/albums/qq229/sl1pstream/th_tat001.jpg

A nautical star? Congrats on getting a new tat... but a nautical star?

(Sorry for the condescending tone - it's just that you see the nautical star on every single scene kid and rocker wannabe these days.)

[Disgustipated]

A nautical star? Congrats on getting a new tat... but a nautical star?

(Sorry for the condescending tone - it's just that you see the nautical star on every single scene kid and rocker wannabe these days.)


http://img203.echo.cx/img203/2864/picture6929cu.jpg

What, you don't like scene kids?

[Bone]

It's also the Texas Lone Star, and it means more when you're in Texas :)

[Sl1pstream]

A nautical star? Congrats on getting a new tat... but a nautical star?

(Sorry for the condescending tone - it's just that you see the nautical star on every single scene kid and rocker wannabe these days.)

Yes, I am clearly very emo and/or scene. I cut myself in the mornings, evenings and when I'm feeling really great, I also cut myself at night.

[pseudopseudo]

Yes, I am clearly very emo and/or scene. I cut myself in the mornings, evenings and when I'm feeling really great, I also cut myself at night.

I wasn't implying that YOU were scene/emo. (Seriously, I wasn't.) :o

[Shadowstorm]

This guy sounds like a badass. Like, an Internet version of Duke Nukem.

[Sl1pstream]

Like, an Internet version of Duke Nukem.

A generic character that is popular because of the quotes he stole from better source material?

Thanks!

[Talanvor]

That and the strippers.

[Blue]

Last Tuesday I went to the gas station near my house to pick up a free Dr. Pepper I won while drinking a Dr. Pepper the previous day. I hand the clerk my bottle cap with the winning message and he informs me that they're all out of Dr. Pepper. Shame. Being the laid-back man that I am, I ask if there's any way to take a different Pepsi product. The cap says Dr. Pepper, Dr. Pepper's all I can have. Again, he's very sorry.

Just as I'm about to walk out the door the clerk stops me. He looks around (somewhat conspiratorially, I don't mind telling you) making sure that he and I are, in fact, alone, before reaching into his breast pocket. I'm thinking it's a knife, that the clerk is going to rob me and steal my winning Dr. Pepper cap. But that's not the case at all. No my friends. Not in the slightest.

He pulls out an orange package that looks surprisingly like a pack of Starburst only the blue font spells Sl1pchew. Free of charge, he tells me, sliding the candy over. Now I'm not one to generally take candy from a stranger let alone some guy with a lazy eye at a gas station, but my defenses were down after the mysterious beverage loss. So I took them.

They were good. Nothing spectacular and I can't even place the flavor (a wild mix of fruits - grape, strawberry, mango, kiwi - all represented in a fascinating suicide blend) but the Sl1pchew was bold. The kind of bold you even italicize when you speak the name of what you're chewing. Ladies like that kind of bold.

I'm about a block from my house as dusk settles in. Streetlights flicker on snapping their eyes awake, stars dust the sky overhead turning the velvet a deep purple. Hanging a right onto Ulry, I see a car in the short distance going faster than it should be. Nothing new. As the car nears, I hear a shuffling to my right. There's a field that runs west a good mile and a half that Old Man Herrick sells pumpkins out of every autumn and it's dotted with trees all along the property's south line. It's the wind, I think, one of those fall breezes that help carry birds south.

I am an animal lover through and through. There's this commercial with Sarah Mc-what's-her-name that plays repeatedly on television where she shows you pictures of dogs and cats that need a good home. I have to change the channel. Every time. Put me in front of a slasher flick and I'm in heaven, show me a hurt animal and I get weak in the knees. Genetic, maybe. My mom's the same way.

The rustle comes again and I realize it's not the wind. That car is close enough now for me to make out the silver hood ornament and the man driving it who thinks that playing with the radio dial is a good idea. Out of the field dart a family of deer. I mean smack, zoom, three sharp blurs against my vision.

As I said, I'm an animal lover. I'm sure you know what comes next. Maybe you don't. I stepped in front of that man's car, hand on a Bible, honest to God. I've always been a fan of kung-fu movies where the hero does one of those obscene maneuvers taking out ten guys at once without even breaking a sweat. I don't know kung-fu. I have, however, watched wrestling. So I headbutted the car. That's right. Cold clocked the hood with my male-patterned baldness. Glasses and all.

Now the deer may have made it safely across before the dial-turner knew what happened and we all could have finished our evening safe and sound. We'll never know. What I do know is Mr. Jeremiah Paige of Columbus, Ohio had a hard time explaining to his insurance agent just how he wrecked the entire front half of his Dodge Neon and how I, a simple man on the hunt for a free drink, walked away with nay a scratch.

Best I can tell, it was the Sl1pchew. I pass out giving blood. I pass out watching people give blood. But there I was working my way through that italicized bold and I'll be damned if I didn't headbutt a car. I haven't found it since. My guess is the German manufacturers pulled it from the market. Too dangerous, if you believe the internet.

But I'm sure they're still out there patiently waiting, biding their time, before they unleash a new Sl1p on an unsuspecting populace.

[Generation ABXY]

Last Tuesday I went to the gas station near my house to pick up a free Dr. Pepper I won while drinking a Dr. Pepper the previous day. I hand the clerk my bottle cap with the winning message and he informs me that they're all out of Dr. Pepper. Shame. Being the laid-back man that I am, I ask if there's any way to take a different Pepsi product. The cap says Dr. Pepper, Dr. Pepper's all I can have. Again, he's very sorry.

Just as I'm about to walk out the door the clerk stops me. He looks around (somewhat conspiratorially, I don't mind telling you) making sure that he and I are, in fact, alone, before reaching into his breast pocket. I'm thinking it's a knife, that the clerk is going to rob me and steal my winning Dr. Pepper cap. But that's not the case at all. No my friends. Not in the slightest.

He pulls out an orange package that looks surprisingly like a pack of Starburst only the blue font spells Sl1pchew. Free of charge, he tells me, sliding the candy over. Now I'm not one to generally take candy from a stranger let alone some guy with a lazy eye at a gas station, but my defenses were down after the mysterious beverage loss. So I took them.

They were good. Nothing spectacular and I can't even place the flavor (a wild mix of fruits - grape, strawberry, mango, kiwi - all represented in a fascinating suicide blend) but the Sl1pchew was bold. The kind of bold you even italicize when you speak the name of what you're chewing. Ladies like that kind of bold.

I'm about a block from my house as dusk settles in. Streetlights flicker on snapping their eyes awake, stars dust the sky overhead turning the velvet a deep purple. Hanging a right onto Ulry, I see a car in the short distance going faster than it should be. Nothing new. As the car nears, I hear a shuffling to my right. There's a field that runs west a good mile and a half that Old Man Herrick sells pumpkins out of every autumn and it's dotted with trees all along the property's south line. It's the wind, I think, one of those fall breezes that help carry birds south.

I am an animal lover through and through. There's this commercial with Sarah Mc-what's-her-name that plays repeatedly on television where she shows you pictures of dogs and cats that need a good home. I have to change the channel. Every time. Put me in front of a slasher flick and I'm in heaven, show me a hurt animal and I get weak in the knees. Genetic, maybe. My mom's the same way.

The rustle comes again and I realize it's not the wind. That car is close enough now for me to make out the silver hood ornament and the man driving it who thinks that playing with the radio dial is a good idea. Out of the field dart a family of deer. I mean smack, zoom, three sharp blurs against my vision.

As I said, I'm an animal lover. I'm sure you know what comes next. Maybe you don't. I stepped in front of that man's car, hand on a Bible, honest to God. I've always been a fan of kung-fu movies where the hero does one of those obscene maneuvers taking out ten guys at once without even breaking a sweat. I don't know kung-fu. I have, however, watched wrestling. So I headbutted the car. That's right. Cold clocked the hood with my male-patterned baldness. Glasses and all.

Now the deer may have made it safely across before the dial-turner knew what happened and we all could have finished our evening safe and sound. We'll never know. What I do know is Mr. Jeremiah Paige of Columbus, Ohio had a hard time explaining to his insurance agent just how he wrecked the entire front half of his Dodge Neon and how I, a simple man on the hunt for a free drink, walked away with nay a scratch.

Best I can tell, it was the Sl1pchew. I pass out giving blood. I pass out watching people give blood. But there I was working my way through that italicized bold and I'll be damned if I didn't headbutt a car. I haven't found it since. My guess is the German manufacturers pulled it from the market. Too dangerous, if you believe the internet.

But I'm sure they're still out there patiently waiting, biding their time, before they unleash a new Sl1p on an unsuspecting populace.

So, is this too big to sig?