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"Empee" <ye@right.com> wrote in message
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I was about to jump in to bed when sc®umble said:
>
> "Empee" <ye@right.com> wrote in message
> news:MPG.1afeff84fdae7a29989a70@news.individual.net...
> I was about to jump in to bed when sc®umble said:
> >
> > "Empee" <ye@right.com> wrote in message
> > news:MPG.1afe5007715acad989a6f@news.individual.net...
> > I was about to jump in to bed when Listy said:
> > > "Empee" <ye@right.com> wrote in message
> > > news:MPG.1afcb78f6fa411a0989a6c@news.individual.net...
> > >
> > >A horribly addictive mmorpg space combat/trading rts, etc.
> > >Is on this month's PC Zone cover disc.
> > >The bastards...
> >
> >> Is that a full working demo?
> >>
> >> I've looking for one on the net, but can't find one :O/
> >
> >It is mister.
> >To the newsagents with you, now !
>
>> Its just like real-life
>>
>> I hace no money, I drive round in a rust bucket, and I hace no friends
>>
>> /weeps
>>
>> :'o(
>>
>/potters between solar systems in a backfiring, smoke-belching Mark 4
Cortina with
> blinging alloys, towing a caravan full of booze 'n' cigs
>
>/whacks in an 8-track and starts singing loudly and badly
>
>/opens another beer and winds down window
>
>/shouts at a passing frigate
>
>'Scuse me mate, anywhere round here sell leaded petrol ?'
>
>/curses as he realises it's the law
>
>/sweats as coppers examine hand-written tax disc and check caravan contents
>
>'Yes officer, it is all for my own use.
> Me and some mates are having a Withnail and I evening over at
> Illinfrik VII.'
>
>/gets away with a forty quid fine and a warning for having a defective
>nearside plasma injector
>
>Bloody Romans...
/calls in at local cop shop
/see's MP's face on poster
/reads bounty
Contains : Coconut, Cocoa, Hydrogenated Vegetable Fat,Flavourings,E127
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sc®umble
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A cross between a tickle & a hug. An
affectionate wiggling of the fingers in the
region of a friends torso (but not in
inappropriate areas) often accompanied
by cries of "scrumblesrcumblescrumblescrumble".
"Ooooh Sam you are lovely, I think I'll scrumble you"
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Scrumble