Holy cow you MOMs are like a bunch of 14-year old girls texting whatever pops into your pee sized brains! (No offense intended to text crazy 14-year old girls with pee sized brains)
My last post was one week ago and it's 20 pages back! I seriously think this thread will ultimately break the forum, which would be very poetic.
Random thoughts based on recent posts:
Wig - Applaud the attempt to rain these girls in a bit. However, I do fear for your sanity...as for me I am to the point of letting their craziness just wash over me in a cocoon of warmth and (oddly) sticky fluid.
Kopf - Rules are fine. I'm just surprised the makers don't use a pick list of approved members when selecting a squad. Again, this is my software project management side coming out...speaking of which, I'll be available November 1st if EchoBoom needs me.
Bopes - Spell checking!?!? What in the wide wide world of sports is going on around here!?! If MOM had used spell/fact checking in the beginning then we wouldn't have Rule 6! Where would we be then?
Jacob1000 & Captain Jackwagon (did I get that right?) - Just join us already. You love us...we love you...it's not your fault you got married young without experiencing the world first. It happens...just ask half of MOM (of course, not me...married a fine looking Texas girl and they will shoot you if you leave).
New Members - Welcome!
Final thought on MOM on MOM action. If you have me in your sights then pull the trigger. Heck, I'll even strafe you on a runway because if I fly past you then you'll get me in the end (pun intended). Having said that, I do think we need a code to join together in a game (maybe for tank spawn killers). Anyone remember the Wonder Twins (and Wonder Dog) from the Super Friends cartoon? What did they say to unite their powers? Maybe we could steal that?