We are a group of
international people of mystery. We are certifiably mean, old, and manly at heart and some of body. We have one simple observance of etiquette:
THIS IS OUR LAWN!
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Nice, cute, funny, old guys… That’s sweet that they like their grass…
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Not convinced, huh? Gonna be the nice young punk to befriend the irascible old dude? Here’s what you need to know.
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M.O.M freaking loves cake!! Come back when you have cake!!
• We ain’t for newbs! No training wheels unless you are old and have vertigo!
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M.O.M has thick skin! Can’t take a joke... don´t care about jokes!
• World domination is for sucks,,,
M.O.M dominates your soul!
o If you don’t believe in or have a soul, then world domination is still good!
• Brownies are delicious, chocolatey, and bready, but they
are not CAKE!!!
• Fondant tastes like crap! Cakes are for eating not for show!
• Your mother
loves you, but
M.O.M will probably try to
kill you, or mock you, or mock your dead flaming wreck as it plummets from the sky.
• Feel free to lay down and die from the shock and awe of seeing an enemy
M.O.M!
• Feel free to fight
M.O.M to achieve a glorious death.
• Rules?...
Rules?
M.O.M don’t need no stinking
Rules!!!
No newbs here,
M.O.M knows the etiquette of our little community. Don’t be
“THAT GUY!”
Want to be a
M.O.M?
• Get
invited!
NO DAMN SOLICITORS!!!
Shoot an email with the name of who referred you, your name, CAKE, a witty tag line, and a supreme unbendable oath to dominate and break the souls of the poor tweens, teens, millennials, Gen WHYers, Gen Xers, Boomers, and really old farts not in M.O.M, or at least your commitment to world domination, or your commitment to mercilessly mock your opponent.
• Post on the thread and get to know the gang. No Tupperware, Mary Kay, Avon, Herbalife, or any other pyramid racket! It ain’t that kind of party!
Current MOMandant: MIA
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