That’s right folks, it’s true! I am Buck’s love child! I couldn’t conceal it anymore! The guilt was too much to bear! Of course when you think about it, it explains a lot (i.e. why I am able to take pot-shots at the mods with impunity and why Buck seldom posts; he's ashamed of me and keeps his distance ). It was many moons ago when Buck's night of drunken debauchery around a swamp resulted in myself: the Disco Dancing Frogspawn you all know and love. So drink and be merry for the truth shall set you free! (and drive you mad)
I know I feel better now. How about you Dad? (This is destined to go down in history as SYM's most inane thread ever)
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
I do believe this boy, yes sir I say I do believe this boy is who he damn well says he is.
(do not take the flower ref to heart - new at this and don know how to make it sarcastic/pee take/fun ref - ah the hell take it any way pansy dog boy ) feel free to flame back cos I'm rubbish at this game
You guys crack me up! Dear old Dad would never ban his own Frogson. You're all just jealous of our special bond!
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Originally posted by Georgi So are you saying Buck is part frog, or is that all on your mother's side? Are you distantly (or closely ) related to frogus?
The truth is far darker than that, I'm afraid. For you see, I am the product of the Time of Puddles; a chaotic period when administrators were made flesh and walked the boards. One such admin for saw his own banishment. He had a score of amphibious offspring to be the fuel for his rebirth. The Admin was Buck Satan: and I am one of his children. A Frogspawn!
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Originally posted by Kayless I am the product of the Time of Puddles; a chaotic period when administrators were made flesh and walked the boards. One such admin for saw his own banishment. He had a score of amphibious offspring to be the fuel for his rebirth. The Admin was Buck Satan: and I am one of his children. A Frogspawn!
So are you going adventuring with a bunch of tartlets, only to realize after you have fallen for the best of the lot that she is your half-sister? And who in SYM would that be?
There will be no Renaissance without Revolution.
Derision, scorn, and failure to understand do not move us. The future belongs to us ... Weasel for President!!
Originally posted by der Moench @Kayless: I believe you. My only question is: now if I suck up to you does that get me on Buck's good side, or Buck's bad side?
That's a good question. There's only one way to find out! You may begin brown-nosing!
Originally posted by Waverly Tsk, tsk. Trolling for a reaction from Buck. If you were truly brave, you would just flame him.
I'm not trolling. Just getting this dark secret off my chest. But since you have challnged my bravery I feel I must act. So I will flame Buck Satan! Dad... you, um... smell... like a drunken... Waverly! Yeah, that's the ticket!
Originally posted by Weasel I asked Buck if I could be his child.....but was turned down.
I was even going to change my User name to Little Buck.
He told me I was too evil...I don't know if this was a compliment...or another flame.
Too good to be a spammer anymore, too evil to be a mod or Buck's child. Poor Weasel. Forever alone.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Now wait a second--I thought that you were Kameleon's dad! Or was it the other way around? Who's related to who? Are we all related? Are you sure Weasel isn't your dad?
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.” - Edgar Allen Poe