The 19th SDMB Corps is here!! Join NOW!!

:: stands in ponderous thought ::

“I didn’t go to David Crockett Elementary School and Robert E. Lee High School for nothing.”

:: Gathers the strength to be associated with someone named “dorkbro” ::

“Some causes are worth sacrifice.”

:: Turns to various idiot teenagers ::

“I do not agree with the music you listen to, but I will defend to the death your right to listen to it!!”

(or maybe to a mild sting, or maybe a minor cut or two. Death is probably taking it too far)

:: High-fives dpr and dials the X-43’s cell phone ::

“All right, folks. I’ve got a hail-damaged '89 Tempo, a broken microwave, and a mechanical pencil. And if things get dire, and we’re sick of volleyball, I can probably get my hands on a 10-year-old Sun workstation.”

:: Executes script to delete Balance’s autoexec.bat file.

“You should know better than to trust Microsoft with your weaponry. That’s what happens when you’re part of the ‘establishment’.”

:: Grabs a beer and sits down on the beach ::

“Just beer? I’m in Aruba!”

:: Notices conveiniently-placed and well-stocked bar ::

“Where did that come from? Oh, well…”

:: Gets a rum and coke, and walks back to the beach. Pops “Selections of the Seventies” into vintage-1993 Discman ::

“Must vaccinate myself…”

:: Kicks back and waits for comrades to return ::

“I think I could get used to this…”

:: Prepares to make love, not war ::

Wow!!! What the hell was I thinking.
:::Overwelm with pride and patriatism, Bear_Nenno decides he is on the wrong side:::

Good think I did not yet disclose the location of my secret island death camp… Those bastards with the 19th SDMB were not even going to let me run my own POW camp. WTF?

Go ahead… call me a traitor. 200 years ago a few men named Washington and Jeffereson were branded as traitors by the British. Now they are called patriots! And soon, so shall we.

Viva la resistance

:::Bear_Nenno gives location to secret island to Blue Phony and other rebels:::

BTW, there is a tiki bar next to the Iron Maiden and and a pool for nude water-volleyball next to the Stretch Rack of Doom. The prisoners do not get to play of course.

Where is the current roster of rebels???

Warden Bear_Nenno reporting for rebel duty!!!

I bring to you guys many years of torturing experience and lots and lots of Duck Tape!! My MacGyver-like skills will be invaluable, especially after the destruction of our last balloon assualt vessell. I will have to start making more BAV’s as soon as possible.

::ripping off crummy SDMB uniform:: “So, do I get welcomed aboard or what?”

Sorry, chum. I’m running my own customized Linux kernel. I wouldn’t trust Microsoft with my fingernail clippings.

I put it there. Remember that datura extract I mentioned?

Four score and sometime ago your American forefathers made a stand against tyranny and oppression. Integral to their cause was a simple ideal: freedom.

Freedom to make their own choices. Freedom to rule themselves. Freedom to pursue ideas different to that of others. The freedom to speak out against what you believe is wrong even if it goes against the government or current laws. And the right to do so without persecution.

Those of you who stand before me today should hang your heads in shame. Whatever happened to respect for others’ opinions? To other people’s right to express themselves however they want?

Even if it is through bubblegum music, these people have the right –under the foundations of the great US country – to write, perform and express themselves however they want. And make a sh*tload of money while they do so. That’s what makes America great. And every person who stands against these freedoms is a traitor to the US flag.

For if you continue this action then you put yourselves alongside those in history who have persecuted others for their differences. What next – Aryan only music? Or just the destruction of those who disagree? Well, we know that’s alright don’t we?
Throw down your weapons. Or take them up against those who would impose censorship on a system based on freedom. For make no mistake, continue with this act of aggression and it’s not the protestors you hurt. It’s not even the teens in your sights. It’s the US flag. It’s freedom. It’s justice.

Are you ready to destroy that?

Wouldn’t it be cheaper to just buy earplugs?

/anthem (hah – didn’t even notice I’d put it on did you?)

Welcome Bear, back from the dark side.
Welcome Philbuck, to the cause of good.

Here’s your naked volleyball schedule. Drink list (all inclusive) here. We’ll be breaking from the war this evening for an evening of fun, dancing and even nude twister in the backroom for Chiefscott.

Our uniforms are optional (especially when it comes to volleyball) but you have your choice. I’d suggest the tres cool all black with trenchcoat. All the vigilantes are wearing them this summer. And why should only the badguys get to look cool?

btw Bluepony I tried to draw a peace sign but it came out like a Mercedes logo. Must be the capitalist in me…

But I’ve got some of my staff on it now…

I feel like chopped liver, too. sigh

** Welfy: ** Join us brother. Take my hand and take back your soul.

Just a quick question for the CUPRs: Why do you even care about the 19th? It’s not like they’re actually doing anything. I seem to be the only one actually working on this, and let’s face it, I’m doing it because I find it amusing–especially posing you folks in unusual positions when my needles and darts knock you out. I haven’t even bothered the teenyboppers lately–you’re more fun to target!

OK, you can go back to your regularly scheduled unsynchronized chanting and nude volleyball now.
<tosses CUPRs a leaky volleyball full of narcogas>
This oughta be fun to watch.

Uh, dpr…Brother Welfy is actually SISTER Welfy (look at People Pages). A really NICE looking sister. And I think we can lift the incest taboos in this case! :wink:

Oh crap, Narcogas!! Bear drops in from above where he was monitoring the party from the newly constructed X-43.5! Here take these!
::: passes out gas masks… flesh colored gas masks, so as not to clash with the nude motif. :::

Where is my gas mask you ask? Ha!! When you have had this much training, narcogas only clears the sinuses!

:::Climbs rope and gets back in X-43.5:::

Man that was a close one. Someone needs to catch that Balance. I have a new toy I would like to test on him, The Evil Human Filet-O-Matic of Destruction.

Viva la Resistance

Well crap!!! Here i am, planning a bombing run in my nice new 19th jet fighter, and what do i hear? DPR’s nice little speach about freedom. Ugh. Talk about tugging at the patriot heart strings.

:: takes off 19th uniform ::

Sorry lads, i’m a metal head at heart and have been chastised in the past for it. Everybody has the right to listen to whatever they want.

:: strolls over to Bluepony ::

Hmmm, let’s see, you guys seem a little short in the material department. I bring to the party a 97 Toyota Pickup 4WD, 16 foot skiff (now the resistance has a navy) :D, and a 23 foot motor-home (possible new mobile HQ?). Plus i have plenty of coolers that i use during my fishing trips, so pardon, if they happen to smell a little funky. At least they keep the beer cold. :wink:

:: sets up lawn chair after popping a beer ::

Somebody mention naked volleyball? I’m in.

Hooooorah, JBurten99!!!

Wow, nice new jet fighter you brought with you!!
After we finish stripping it of 19th decals and any homing beacons, it will be fit for rebel duty!!! We shall call it the X-99.
We will have it ready for you in no time!!!

Ok, who is in charge of equipment??

Viva la Resistance

Hey Bear, thanks for the welcome. The X-99 huh? That has a certain ring to it. Yeah, don’t forget to check the plane over real good.
Balance is pretty dern sneaky from what i’ve seen so far.

::Puts on 30 year old SDS tee shirt and locks arms with Bluepony and dorkbro::

Hell no! We won’t go!

those dirty little nut scrapers! using hot women to do their recruiting, what kind of dirty tactics are those!?
I want my infantry attacking with full force now, and bring me back that new woman recruiter of theirs alive! MOVE OUT!

This is so cool.

Welcome, Philbuck, BearNenno, JBurton99, and VaHermit.

Wow, we have almost enough people to set up an only semi-embarassing picket line!!

Now, if I could only convince my colleagues that I am NOT a computer-animated character with big floppy ears, a goofy pseudo-caribbean accent, and a honking huge contract with George Lucas.

Welfy, join us. We will respect you, and include you and depend upon you.

Balance, I kind of think of it like this.

First, they came for the teeny-boppers, and I did nothing, because I was not a teeny-bopper.
Then, they came for the hip-hoppers, and I did nothing, because I was not a hip-hopper.
Then, they came for me, and I looked around and there was nobody to help, for they had all been taken away.
Except for the beatnik jazz afficianado’s, the New Age soporific in melody listeners, the Dead Heads, … (hey dpr, can you get me out of this hole?)

I happened to be working under cover (See the latest SDMB Fighting 19th Corps listing) and let me tell you, it was hell over there… teeny boppers everywhere… with their long blonde hair… and their thight…bluejeans…

uh… what was the question?

:smiley:

Already there, boss.

[Alessan leaps up from the bush he’d been hiding behind. He’s been pissing in a plastic bottle for the last 20 hours, waiting for orders, and he’s not happy. Envigored by the fact that he finally passed 100 posts, he takes aim at the enemy and starts spraying them with 7.62mm machinegun rounds.]

You want me to bring back ears?

Bring back their ears! their tongues! and their livers! And don’t light up any smokes near them, they’ll explode if too close to the flame!
::soulsling turns on his record player and plays some Boticelli::