I hate Coldfire

Because he knows all kinds of stuff about music, international finance, and Formula 1 racing.

Plus he can speak four languages, jump in his car and be in Germany or Italy or France or whatever in a couple of hours. Where can I go? Buffalo, NY.

He can look out the window and see a mountain, a windmill, or a medieval castle. Wanna know what I see? An old woman walking her dog.

Cannes, the Riviera, Monte Carlo, the Louvre, all practically within walking distance. What’s within walking distance for me? A gas station.

I hate his guts.

ROFLMAO, Wally :smiley:

Anyway… mountains?? Surely you jest! You do know what “Netherlands” means, right?


Coldfire
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"You know how complex women are"

  • Neil Peart, Rush (1993)

I’m in L.A. I can jump in my car and drive a couple of hours… and I’ll still be in California! (If traffic is bad, I can drive a couple of hours and still be in Hell-A!)

I can look out my window and see concrete. Oh yeah, and asphalt.

Alright, I was wrong about the mountain, but you have to plead guilty to the rest.

Putz. :smiley:

Guilty as charged. Well, I’m not really sure about walking to Monte Carlo.

I have to agree. I’ve been living in Tokyo–loved it at first, now it’s a wasteland–for almost 10 years, and I’m sure Cold is a bastard.

I’d expect a place to crash in the Netherlands to prove otherwise.

nederlands… isnt that where Peter Pan lived???

GD&R


“I’m a rebel, soul rebel. I’m a capturer, soul adventurer”
~Bob Marley

One could argue that Coldfire is Peter Pan. :smiley:


“I thought: opera, how hard can it be? Songs. Pretty girls dancing. Nice scenery. Lots of people handing over cash. Got to be better than the cut-throat world of yoghurt, I thought.” - Seldom Bucket

Oh, Wally, you forgot the #1 advantage to living in Europe: the chocolate. Ah, to go into a grocery store and stare at the wall of Milka. To put Nutella on…everything. And what do we get? Hershey bars. Blech. Plus a fantastic public transportation system. I’m lucky if our city bus shows up…ever. Feh.

Not to mention the beer’s better.


TMR
“You should apologize for using up oxygen and other essential supplies that are desperately needed for survival by banana slugs.” – Judith Bandsma

Yeah, I hate him, too. I have a different reason though. The torture museum in Amsterdam. How cool is that?

Who the hell is Coldfire?! ::scratching head::

:slight_smile:


“Penises don’t belong in the mouth, girls and boys. You’ve got the wrong hole there. Just like you wouldn’t shove pizza up your nose.”
-From the Brother Jed flyer-

Wow, you guys get to look out windows?


Imbibo, ergo sum.

I hate Coldfire and tatertot for much the same reasons, WallyMeLub.

Coldfire for his location in Europe, tatie for her location in my favoritest (it’s a word to ME dammit) city in the whole wide world, Heidelberg, Germany.

Okay, I don’t really hate them but I’m frikkin’ jealous as HELL!!!


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Actually, I pity him, for having to live in a city with all those easily available drugs and women.

Wait a minute…

Well, see if I ever send you any more coke gummies, you little ingrate!!! Humph, I was right, all you Heidelberg High girls are snobs & bitches.

I guess I’ll just drive my happy ass over to Amsterdam and share my chocolates and gummies with Coldfire.

No, but I know where my “nether regions” are.


Sig! Sig a Sog! Sig it loud! Sig it Strog! – Karen Carpenter with a head cold

Yeah, well, I hate Wally. That’s right. you heard me.

That loser, with his putz rifle and his motorcycle and his Canadian beer! Screw him! He gets snow where he lives! He gets to see moose playing in his front yard!

Bastard.


You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.

So, you finally turned on me, eh Seale?

What did it? Couldn’t be the snow. And I don’t think it was the hog.

It’s because Mom always liked me best, right?

And because I always forget the… you know… the place where the Mex kicked your asses. I forget the name.

Hey, what are you doing? Put that down! I just had an operation!


And another thing!

We all know that operation story was just an excuse for you to walk around in some hospital wearing one of those revealing gowns, singing Blue Moon at the top of your lungs.

After all, what are they gonna do, put it on your bill? $0.00 + $0.00 = $0.00. Damn Socialists.

And there you go, bringing up the alamo again. What next, the War of 1812? :smiley:


You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.