1...2...3...4...I Declare A Post War...

[LosAngelesSooner]

8TimesChamps...you must be stopped. Your posting at an unmatched rate is an offense to all things South Oval! Your clip of 300 posts per day is an egregious sin against humanity! Therefore I declare a post war. I shall triumph! I shall post more posts in this thread than you shall.

Rules?
1. All posts must be written by the author, not just quotes.
2. No post shall be less than one complete sentence in length in order to be counted.
3. No rubber chickens.

Let the war begin!

[LosAngelesSooner]

I mean it. Seriously. I am declaring a post war with you. And I shall kick your everloving behind.

[LosAngelesSooner]

What...you think I'm joking? Well, I'm not! So come out of your hole and quit hiding! Face me like a man, damnit!

[8timechamps]

Damn, I'm leaving work (heh, I said "work") in ten minutes.

[LosAngelesSooner]

I'll search you out. I'll hunt you down! I'll drive you from your hollow hideout and lock you in the stocks only to be whipped with a rubber hose by Anthony Edwards and his cronies!

[8timechamps]

Damn flood control!

[8timechamps]

I like biscuits!

[LosAngelesSooner]

Oh...sure. Break out the old "excuse book!"

Well, it's not gonna cut it! You will be disembowled in front of a busload of nuns by the time I'm done with you!

[8timechamps]

Did you say rubber chickens, or rubbers for chickens?

[LosAngelesSooner]

Sure you like biscuits. Your kind always does.

Biscuit baiter!

[8timechamps]

Chicken rubbers. That might just fly. Although, they would need to be for cocks.

BWHAHAHAHA!!!

[LosAngelesSooner]

Either one. They're both disgusting. And OFFENSE AGAINST HUMANITY, I TELL YOU!

[8timechamps]

My heart rate is up to an alarming level.

[LosAngelesSooner]

I'll bet, by the end of this thread, I can reach 4,000 posts.

[8timechamps]

Dude, we're posting at the speed of...well, whatever speed your interenet connection is.

[LosAngelesSooner]

Competition getting to you, ya girlie man?

[8timechamps]

You know what's coming up don't you?

[LosAngelesSooner]

I'm on a diamond T-1 that's directly on the spine of the web. I will destroy you and all your children, infadel!

[8timechamps]

The tip, top-o-the-page....BIZATCH!

[LosAngelesSooner]

No. I don't know what's coming up. Why don't you tell me? Please, inform me?

I FEAR NO ONE!!! NOTHING!!!