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    Political & Media Vultures: It's All Video Games Fault

    Yep, 5 different radio shows (from both sides of the political plate) made this claim in the 5 hours I was on the road this morning. Every one saying, in effect, that "video games create murderers and anyone who plays them is a potential killer in waiting".

    I wonder then, since I have been a gamer-hobbyist for many many years now......I am dangerous soley because I play video games?

    It's interesting, and sickening, to watch the Vulture Media and Politicians push their personal agendas the very second a tragedy like this occurs. The bodies aren't even cold yet beforee th first of them start shouting their politics and biases from the highest rooftops.

    But what do I know, I am just a pro-gun ownership, video-gamer. Hell, to them, I am evil itself.........

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    you play WoW, right? If so, I greatly fear your swordsmanship and level-upping abilities.

    :D

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    [QUOTE=pauliec]you play WoW, right? If so, I greatly fear your swordsmanship and level-upping abilities.

    :D[/QUOTE]

    Actually, I moved on to EVE Online a while back.

    Question my skills again, and it'll be the wrong end of a Tachyon Beam Laser for you, my friend. :P

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    [QUOTE=Warfish]It's interesting, and sickening, to watch the Vulture Media and Politicians push their personal agendas the very second a tragedy like this occurs. The bodies aren't even cold yet beforee th first of them start shouting their politics and biases from the highest rooftops.

    But what do I know, I am just a pro-gun ownership, video-gamer. Hell, to them, I am evil itself.........[/QUOTE]


    Don't forget music, 'Fish...won't be long 'till someone comes along and blames heavy metal and Marilyn Manson.

    I seriously want to know from these people how a video game can make you violent. If a child is weak minded enough to think that what comes through his Xbox should be acted out in real life...then that's the idiot parents fault. I actually find horrifically violent video games to be soothing...especially "God of War". Nothing relaxes more than a nice cold beer and ripping the arm off of a bad guy and beating him to death with it....

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    [QUOTE=Warfish]Actually, I moved on to EVE Online a while back.

    Question my skills again, and it'll be the wrong end of a Tachyon Beam Laser for you, my friend. :P[/QUOTE]


    LOL

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    if you are playing video games you aren't watching tv

    that's why big media (which also owns the radio stations) are so quick to blame video games for everything, it cuts into their market share.

    studies have shown the video games are actually making kids smarter compared to generations past.

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    I will stick with blaming someone else, it is the American way! If you dont like it I will sue you!

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    Add that to the list of those to blame, which according to European media, it is also Charlton Heston's fault indirectly for the shootings.


    How about placing responsibility firmly in the hands of the 23 year old nutjob that went and killed 32 people the other day. Why are we trying to find excuses for this guy. I really don't care about understanding why he did it and we I should feel sympathetic to how he was because I don't. A lot of people are worse off than that kid, and they don't go around murdering people in cold blood.

    There's only one person and one person only to blame in all of this, and that's the kid. Nothing else.

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    [QUOTE=pauliec]you play WoW, right? If so, I greatly fear your swordsmanship and level-upping abilities.

    :D[/QUOTE]
    I always carry my Oatkeeper mace +15 stamina +14 spirit +17 agilitiy.


    If you never palyed WOW, don't ask. :cool:

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    [QUOTE=BronxDan]I always carry my Oatkeeper mace +15 stamina +14 spirit +17 agilitiy. [/QUOTE]


    You must drive the ladies crazy.... :cool:

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    I've been playing First Person Shooters for about 11 years now: first Quake, then Unreal Tournament. This media sound bite crap is out of hand. If you're messed up to begin with, video games will possibly make it worse, but that's about it.

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    I kick ass at Doom 3....you all better be careful....i might BFG you FO REAL!!! :)

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    funny stuff from bash.org:

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    bloodninja: I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
    BritneySpears14: Hey...
    bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 Cock of the Infinite.
    BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it.
    bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness.
    BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
    bloodninja: Don't f*ck with me *****, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
    bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid.
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    bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
    bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
    bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
    bloodninja: Baby?


    bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.
    j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.
    bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.
    j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.
    j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.
    bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
    j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.
    j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.
    bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.
    j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.
    bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f*cking charge your ass.
    j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.
    bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass.
    bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.
    j_gurli3: thats it.
    bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.
    bloodninja: Goddam am I hard now.

    BritneySpears14: Ok, are you ready?
    eminemBNJA: Aight, yeah I'm ready.
    BritneySpears14: I like your music Em... Tee hee.
    eminemBNJA: huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies.
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    BritneySpears14: I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique.
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    BritneySpears14: What the f*ck, I told you not to message me again.
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    eminemBNJA: damn I gotta write down your names or something

    bloodninja: Wanna cyber?
    Katie_007: Sure, you into vegetables?
    bloodninja: What like gardening an ****?
    Katie_007: Yeah, something like that.
    bloodninja: Nothing turns me on more, check this out:
    bloodninja: You bend over to harvest your radishes.
    (pause)
    Katie_007: is that it?
    bloodninja: You water your tomato patch.
    bloodninja: Are you ready for my fresh produce?
    Katie_007: I was thinking of like, sexual acts INVOLVING vegetables... Can you make it a little more sexy for me?
    (pause)
    bloodninja: I touch you on your lettuce, you massage my spinach... sexily.
    bloodninja: I ride your buttocks like they were amber waves of grains.
    Katie_007: Grain doesn't really turn me on... I was thinking more along the lines of carrots and zucchinis.
    bloodninja: my zucchinis carresses your carrots.
    bloodninja: Damn baby you're right, this **** is HOTT.
    Katie_007: ...
    bloodninja: My turnips listen for the soft cry of your love. My insides turn to celery as I unleash my warm and sticky cauliflower of love.
    Katie_007: What the f*ck is this madlibs? I'm outta here.
    bloodninja: Yeah, well I already unleashed my cauliflower, all over your olives, and up in your eyes. Now you can't see. *****.
    Katie_007: whatever.



    Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high
    heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements
    are 36-24-36. What do you look like?

    Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on
    a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also
    wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from
    dinner...it smells funny.

    Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?

    Wellhung: OK

    Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the
    stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into
    your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and
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    Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.

    Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.

    Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.

    Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.

    Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.

    Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk
    slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and
    rubbing.

    Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a
    hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.

    Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.

    Wellhung: I'll pay for it.

    Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft
    breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.

    Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck.
    Do you have any scissors?

    Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back
    undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my
    breasts. My nipples are erect for you.

    Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting
    the clasp.

    Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your
    tongue all over me.

    Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know,
    breasts. They're neat!

    Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm
    nibbling your ear.

    Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and
    phlegm.

    Sweetheart: What?

    Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.

    Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of
    my blouse.

    Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with
    a plop.

    Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your
    hard tool.

    Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!

    Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.

    Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over,
    in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.

    Sweetheart: What's the matter?

    Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.

    Sweetheart: Are you OK?

    Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.

    Sweetheart: Can I help?

    Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling
    through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?

    Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.

    Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.

    Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.

    Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.

    Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.

    Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet.
    And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost.
    Where's the bedroom?

    Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

    Wellhung: I found it.

    Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so
    badly.

    Wellhung: Me too.

    Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked
    bodies pressing each other.

    Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.

    Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses?

    Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the
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    Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

    Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room
    and toward the bathroom.

    Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.

    Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for
    the toilet. I lift the lid.

    Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

    Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle,
    but I can't find it. Uh-oh!

    Sweetheart: What's the matter now?

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    way.

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    your...you know...woman's thing.

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    floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

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    underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.

    Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table.
    I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray,
    picture frames and your candles.

    Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

    Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of
    our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing
    at it, a shocked look on my face.

    Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!

    Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!

    Sweetheart: <logged off>

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    [QUOTE=quantum]bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
    BritneySpears14: Aight.
    bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
    BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
    bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
    BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up.
    bloodninja: Me too baby.
    BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest.
    bloodninja: I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
    BritneySpears14: Hey...
    bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 Cock of the Infinite.
    BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it.
    bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness.
    BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
    bloodninja: Don't f*ck with me *****, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
    bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid.
    BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece of ****.
    bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
    bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
    bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
    bloodninja: Baby?


    bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.
    j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.
    bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.
    j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.
    j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.
    bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
    j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.
    j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.
    bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.
    j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.
    bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f*cking charge your ass.
    j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.
    bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass.
    bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.
    j_gurli3: thats it.
    bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.
    bloodninja: Goddam am I hard now.

    BritneySpears14: Ok, are you ready?
    eminemBNJA: Aight, yeah I'm ready.
    BritneySpears14: I like your music Em... Tee hee.
    eminemBNJA: huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies.
    BritneySpears14: Mmm, we like it a lot. Let me show you.
    BritneySpears14: I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique.
    eminemBNJA: Oh I like that Baby. I put on my robe and wizard hat.
    BritneySpears14: What the f*ck, I told you not to message me again.
    eminemBNJA: Oh ****
    BritneySpears14: I swear if you do it one more time I'm gonna report your ISP and say you were sending me kiddie porn you f*ck up.
    eminemBNJA: Oh ****
    eminemBNJA: damn I gotta write down your names or something

    bloodninja: Wanna cyber?
    Katie_007: Sure, you into vegetables?
    bloodninja: What like gardening an ****?
    Katie_007: Yeah, something like that.
    bloodninja: Nothing turns me on more, check this out:
    bloodninja: You bend over to harvest your radishes.
    (pause)
    Katie_007: is that it?
    bloodninja: You water your tomato patch.
    bloodninja: Are you ready for my fresh produce?
    Katie_007: I was thinking of like, sexual acts INVOLVING vegetables... Can you make it a little more sexy for me?
    (pause)
    bloodninja: I touch you on your lettuce, you massage my spinach... sexily.
    bloodninja: I ride your buttocks like they were amber waves of grains.
    Katie_007: Grain doesn't really turn me on... I was thinking more along the lines of carrots and zucchinis.
    bloodninja: my zucchinis carresses your carrots.
    bloodninja: Damn baby you're right, this **** is HOTT.
    Katie_007: ...
    bloodninja: My turnips listen for the soft cry of your love. My insides turn to celery as I unleash my warm and sticky cauliflower of love.
    Katie_007: What the f*ck is this madlibs? I'm outta here.
    bloodninja: Yeah, well I already unleashed my cauliflower, all over your olives, and up in your eyes. Now you can't see. *****.
    Katie_007: whatever.



    Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high
    heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements
    are 36-24-36. What do you look like?

    Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on
    a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also
    wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from
    dinner...it smells funny.

    Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?

    Wellhung: OK

    Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the
    stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into
    your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and
    begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.

    Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.

    Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.

    Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.

    Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.

    Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.

    Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk
    slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and
    rubbing.

    Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a
    hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.

    Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.

    Wellhung: I'll pay for it.

    Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft
    breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.

    Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck.
    Do you have any scissors?

    Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back
    undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my
    breasts. My nipples are erect for you.

    Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting
    the clasp.

    Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your
    tongue all over me.

    Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know,
    breasts. They're neat!

    Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm
    nibbling your ear.

    Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and
    phlegm.

    Sweetheart: What?

    Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.

    Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of
    my blouse.

    Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with
    a plop.

    Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your
    hard tool.

    Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!

    Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.

    Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over,
    in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.

    Sweetheart: What's the matter?

    Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.

    Sweetheart: Are you OK?

    Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.

    Sweetheart: Can I help?

    Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling
    through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?

    Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.

    Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.

    Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.

    Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.

    Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.

    Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet.
    And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost.
    Where's the bedroom?

    Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

    Wellhung: I found it.

    Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so
    badly.

    Wellhung: Me too.

    Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked
    bodies pressing each other.

    Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.

    Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses?

    Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the
    glasses on the night table.

    Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

    Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room
    and toward the bathroom.

    Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.

    Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for
    the toilet. I lift the lid.

    Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

    Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle,
    but I can't find it. Uh-oh!

    Sweetheart: What's the matter now?

    Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper.
    Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my
    way.

    Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.

    Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in
    your...you know...woman's thing.

    Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!

    Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss
    your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.

    Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand
    it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!

    Wellhung: I'm flaccid.

    Sweetheart: What?

    Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.

    Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look
    on my face.

    Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all
    floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

    Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my
    underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.

    Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table.
    I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray,
    picture frames and your candles.

    Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

    Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of
    our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing
    at it, a shocked look on my face.

    Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!

    Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!

    Sweetheart: <logged off>[/QUOTE]
    WTF?! :confused:

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    [QUOTE=PlumberKhan]You must drive the ladies crazy.... :cool:[/QUOTE]


    Only the one I've been married to for 10 yrs and my 9yr old daughter.


    Meet many ladies at those free Mumia rallies?

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    Ooops - sorry about that. I thought the first part was apropos to gamers. :O

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    [QUOTE=Warfish]Yep, 5 different radio shows (from both sides of the political plate) made this claim in the 5 hours I was on the road this morning. Every one saying, in effect, that "video games create murderers and anyone who plays them is a potential killer in waiting".

    I wonder then, since I have been a gamer-hobbyist for many many years now......I am dangerous soley because I play video games?

    It's interesting, and sickening, to watch the Vulture Media and Politicians push their personal agendas the very second a tragedy like this occurs. The bodies aren't even cold yet beforee th first of them start shouting their politics and biases from the highest rooftops.

    But what do I know, I am just a pro-gun ownership, video-gamer. Hell, to them, I am evil itself.........[/QUOTE]


    While I don't think that the violence in video games is a good thing because it does have a desensitizing affect on people, NEVER NEVER NEVER will I buy the argument that the video game made me do it. If you find that you are becoming desensitized by video games, DON'T PLAY THEM....

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    [QUOTE=Warfish]
    I wonder then, since I have been a gamer-hobbyist for many many years now......I am dangerous soley because I play video games?

    .......[/QUOTE]

    I killed a lot of outlaws and indians with my cap pistol 50 years ago, am I dangerous too? :yes: :yes:

    As far as gaming? I did win at PacMan once and then quit. :D :D

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