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Period = Bad.
Alright, now that I've had my period, and me and Fred are lovers again, who's actually coming to the biggest and baddest war of the summer THIS side of the mississippi?
Hersh's Period = Worse.
Period Sex = The rough equivalent of those frontal lobotomies they used to give retarded people, where they'd give you a local anesthetic and then shove an ice pick under your eyeballs and into your brain.
Period Sex with Hersh = When words are invented to describe something this disgusting, I'll be sure to let you know.
P.S. I love you, Hersh.
Fred, when was the last time u MADE a fucking war? On another note, it seems like the real nerfers will show up and have a time. If anyone plans on being a fag about it and "not in the mood" or some other lame ass shit, then by all means stay the fuck home. Not my fault if you're "not feeling it lately." Grow the fuck up, its NERF. It's something we all have been doing for over 3 years together now.
Whatever happens, APOC is gonna be the shit.
It was the Deal War on June 25th, which, if my memory serves me right, was only about six weeks ago or so. I couldn't stay at "Hershfest" long because my roommate (one of my oldest friends) had his 21st birthday party the night before, and I was partying in New Brunswick until about 7 am or so. I also had pre-existing dinner plans for later that afternoon in Middletown, meaning I had to leave at 3 so I could run some errands, take a shower, and wipe the disgusting after-aroma of sweat and beer off of myself.
As for my tendency to skip out on smaller, spur-of-the-moment, less organized events, I guess the best and most honest way to explain this is that I really don't care enough about this stuff to attend them. From reading the boards, I know I'm not the only one who shares this (at least implied) feeling. I've got more crap going on right now that I ever have had before in my life, and I'm just a little too busy right now to, pretty much on a whim, spend what is probably my one free day of the week Nerfing on that consistent of a basis.
You're welcome to your opinions, and as a friend, I'm not going to challenge them in a public forum. Sorry if I've insulted you.
There comes a time when everyone has to prioritize, at least a little bit.
That's just because my navigational abilities are far superior to all of yours (unless, that is, I happen to be in the shower at the time).Maybe it has something to do with being born in NJ, but Fred found it on the first try, and the first time I drove there when I got my license I found it by memory without directions. Of course the last time I went I couldn't even remember what exit it's off of, but that's besides the point...
HAHA! Nobody finds that park the first time. Hell the Philly kids almost drown getting there if I remember correctly. I ended up at an elementry school. It's fucking hidden.
It doesn't look like I'm going to be able to make it. I've got a lot of stuff going on this weekend at Rutgers and whatever time I'm not spending in front of the computer typing out project requests for work is going to be spent getting plastered.
Look forward to seeing you guys soon though.
Had a great time last Saturday at the war. It was fucking exhausting by the end of it, but it was the good kind of exhausting. You guys know the criticisms (there were few) that I had on Juggernaut and Captain Falls, but both of the scenarios seem workable. More importantly than the gameplay, it was great having everyone together again. Can't wait for the next war - and if cigars and whiskey are involved, can't wait for the postwar either.
What time can we expect to be finished? If it's after 4 pm, is it allright if I just follow one of your cars to the park? It looks like I'm gonna need to skip out at around 4 to make an appearance at my cousin's graduation party.
We'll be at Vacc's before 9:50 am on Saturday.
More info will be coming in the near future.
I don't know if the term "whipped," which has serious negative connotation, can possibly be applied to the upshot of being "whipped," which is having lots and lots of sex - an undoubtedly good thing.
Fair enough...trust me, we're all whipped, and for good reason.
But yes, Talio, we ARE all whipped... to varying degrees. Maybe Langley would be, too, if his girl weren't jail bait.
Most amazingly, Langley drove the entire way without incident, accident, or disruption of the time-space continuum.
Thanks for a good day.
I look forward to seeing all of you at our GnomeFEST3, Saturday, August 21, 2004. Make sure you either post here or PM Langley to let us know if you will be in attendance. As always, if you have any questions or anything, we'd be happy to hear them and laugh at you.
Take it easy, guys.
P.S. We are looking into purchasing a HUGE master roll (775') of the finest 5/8" FBR that we can find. Would anyone be interested in buying some at roughly $0.20 a foot? Minimum order of 50'. It's a really good deal and you'd be buying through us and the manufacturer (Randall Mfg.), that's it. Let us know if you'd be interested.
Some of Moore's claims were ridiculous, though. What did you all think of the beginning clips from the section on Iraq; namely, the ones that showed happy Iraqi children playing in parks, and liberated, fearless women sipping coffee in outdoor cafes, apparently unfazed by Saddam Hussein's "benevolent" regime? Sure, we may have gone into Iraq based on Bush's personal agenda, but don't feed us B.S. stating that Saddam wasn't such a bad guy to his people. He did gas 10,000 Kurds (with our VX gas) because he didn't like the threat their religion posed on his Ba'athist regime.
Langley is in charge of my nutritional intake. I will be eating those potato chips, though...
Central Jersey exists because we know that we are better than both North and South Jersey. If you've ever listened to a person from South Jersey attempt to speak, you'd begin to realize that generations upon generations of inbreeding have begun to take their toll. If you've ever listened to a person from North Jersey attempt to speak, you'd begin to realize that they really shouldn't be allowed to speak.
I won't even get into the topic of air and soil quality differences between New Jersey regions, but if you've ever driven to Newark Airport you'd know what I am talking about.
I wish we had gotten a bit more notice to the sudden change of plans. We had already made contingency plans for next weekend, such as getting out of work and other commitments, before this happened. But whatever.
This sucks, but so does the weather.
"No beer and no TV make Homer go something something..."
It's really heartening to see the great reaction my physical plight has given everyone on this forum. YOU SHOULD ALL BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES. A man's health is no laughing matter, and when your young bodies begin to break down on you as the years pass, I hope your karma comes back and bites you in the ass.
P.S. I think it will be Professor Plum, in the kitchen, with the ice pick.
The weekend of the 18th is the best. Rutgers commences on the following Tuesday (1/22), I think, so although I'll probably be able to make it on the weekend of the 25th, the 18th is a sure thing. And I promise not to hurt myself before this one.
Kicking the shit out of people one arm at a time,
As for our guests from Hasbro, I second the notion that it's pretty cool that they decided to stop by, treat us to some second-rate pizza and tell us that they are interested in what it is we do. I wouldn't go all crazy about mainstream Nerf just yet, but it's definitely a positive that our efforts as modders, individuals, and clans are being noticed by the folks who make the guns. I wasn't there, so I don't know a great deal about the legalese that was present in the discussion, but the sentiments that I get from talking to Langley suggest that the Hasbro reps weren't exactly handing out cease-and-desists to everyone present (which is better than I would have previously thought, much much better).
Anyway, this is a chain of events that really psyches me up for the future. I'm just pissed off I wasn't there, you lucky bastards who were. Hope you enjoyed your pizza.