Operation Spam!

ED · **Operation Spam! -** 08-08-2003, 08:57 AM

[url=http://www.longcountyrebel.org/forum/:03b05]Enemy Territory[/url:03b05]

Soldiers, the call has gone out - will you answer it!

Godsmack · 08-08-2003, 09:00 AM

eek: umm ok

Akuma · 08-08-2003, 09:39 AM

This should be fun.

Sergeant_Scrotum · 08-08-2003, 10:17 AM

100 members? pfft pathetic. i have a nazi board with thousands of people registered.

White Rabbit · 08-08-2003, 10:28 AM

this will be short work, the irc boys are the 1337 spammer legend says

Old Reliable · 08-08-2003, 11:35 AM

dragonballlegacy

Vance · 08-08-2003, 11:44 AM

I'm registered as Tha Reverend, we need to team up and destroy these toxic wastes of life!

Akuma · 08-08-2003, 12:47 PM

I was reading through some of that bullshit.

"People think the holocaust was 6 million jews being killed. The real holocaust is everytime a non-white person is admitted into America."

I think they are too inbred to even realize how retarded they accaully are.

Maplegyver · 08-08-2003, 12:48 PM

[quote="White Rabbit":5cba8]this will be short work, the irc boys are the 1337 spammer legend says[/quote:5cba8]syar wars crew biggrin:
im bobba fett

Strik0r · 08-08-2003, 12:53 PM

boba fett is such a stupid hacker with his jetpacks and his carbines

Maplegyver · 08-08-2003, 01:00 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Strik0r

boba fett is such a stupid hacker with his jetpacks and his carbines

dont forget the grapple hook

BloodBorn · 08-08-2003, 01:00 PM

SAMPSON
Here comes of the House of Capulet.

EXT. GAS STATION. AFTERNOON.

Abra and Petruchio stare coldly toward the boys.

INT. TRUCK. AFTERNOON.

CLOSE ON: Sampson swallowing hard.

CLOSE ON: Gregory; eyes locked to the Capulets. With fake
bravado he nudges Sampson.

GREGORY
Quarrel I will back thee.

CLOSE ON: Sampson trying to quell his rising panic.

SAMPSON
Let us take the law of our sides.
Let them begin.

SUDDENLY: BANG! Gregory and Sampson jump.

WHIP PAN: It was the garage attendant slamming the hood.

Gregory and Sampson are mortally embarrassed.

EXT. MINI-MART. AFTERNOON.

Abra and Petruchio laugh contemptuously and move to their
car:

FOLLOW: The mother and kids exiting the mini-mart.

SUPER FAST SCAN TRACK: To...

INT. TRUCK. AFTERNOON.

Sampson furiously tries to save face.

SAMPSON
I will bite my thumb at them; which
is a disgrace to them if they bear
it.

Sampson quickly bites his thumb toward Abra's back as he
gets into the sedan.

INT. SEDAN. AFTERNOON.

Abra's eyes flick to the rear view mirror.

E.C.U.: The rear view mirror; Sampson biting his thumb.

EXT. GAS STATION. AFTERNOON.

Suddenly, a blood curdling screech of tires - the sedan,
rubber burning, reverses full speed toward Sampson and
Gregory.

The mother in the station wagon brakes to avoid collision -
a sports car shunts into her vehicle. Mother and children
scream.

Attendants scatter.

The Capulet car shudders to a halt inches from the truck,
blocking its path.

INT. BLACK SEDAN. AFTERNOON.

CLOSE ON: A scurry of limbs scrabbling across seats and
reaching for door handles;

EXT. GAS STATION. AFTERNOON.

Abra hauls Sampson from the truck. Gregory leaps out,
Petruchio covers him. Abra slams Sampson against the side of
the vehicle - then, goading him to go for his gun, screams:

ABRA
Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?

Sampson's shaking hand hovers - ready to draw.

SAMPSON
I do bite my thumb, sir.

INT. STATION WAGON. AFTERNOON.

CUT TO: The panicked mother in the station wagon. She
motions her children to the floor.

EXT. GAS STATION. AFTERNOON.

Customers run for cover.

CLOSE ON: Abra: An hysterical rage; he shrieks:

ABRA
Do you bite you thumb at us, sir?

SAMPSON
(sweating, murmurs to Gregory)
Is the law on our side if I say "Ay"?

GREGORY
No.

INT. BATHROOM. AFTERNOON.

CLOSE ON: The black cowboy boots, trousers down around them.
The sound of a toilet flushing.

PAN TO: The next cubicle, the door opens revealing Benvolio.

EXT. GAS STATION. AFTERNOON.

CLOSE ON: Sampson, still sweating.

SAMPSON
No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at
you, sir - but I do bite my thumb,
sir!

CUT TO: Gregory; a ridiculous inquiry.

GREGORY
Do you quarrel, sir?

CUT TO: Abra; a dangerous smile.

ABRA
Quarrel sir, no sir.

CLOSE ON: Sampson; unconvincing bravado...

SAMPSON
But if you do, sir, I am for you. I
serve as good a man as you.

CLOSE ON: Abra; a lethal question.

ABRA
No better?

CLOSE ON: Sampson, trapped.

SAMPSON
Well sir...

INT. STATION WAGON. AFTERNOON.

CUT TO: Inside the station wagon. The mother does not
notice her five year old aiming a toy gun toward the boys.

SPAM!!!!!!!!!

Simo Häyhä · 08-08-2003, 01:50 PM

[quote:1b797]Registration Process
Thank you Simo. Your registration has been successful. The administrator wishes to preview all new registered accounts before posting permissions are granted. The administrator has been notified of your registration.[/quote:1b797]
just a hint, before you spam do not make up names that may offend the rednecks (ie: i_love_blacks ect ect)
make up a normal name. ok, spam time evil:

White Rabbit · 08-08-2003, 01:53 PM

simo sounds like a non-white name, use a name like bill or grandmasterdragon

Vance · 08-08-2003, 01:54 PM

OK SOMEONE HURRY UP AND POST SOMETHING