. Wigbomb wrote: El Grande Tex...it's like a gale force gust of fresh air whenever I jump on here and see a new post or two from you! Grace us with your eloquence more frequently if you can, bub. That story about the BYOC mission? An instant classic.
Bama, I'm caliin' it based on a split vote: you're not voted into M.O.M. I urge you, however, to pay close attention to the mention made earlier of "old guys being worn down". Keep checking in, chatting us up, providing a better sense of who you are while polishing your in-game skills. It's important to note, M.O.M is at least as much about personality dynamics as about playing chops. We almost all have never seen each other face to face yet a core group of us are clearly "friends". (and no, I don't use that word in the disposable Facebook sense) SheiBe, Paul, Coop, Duck, Oedius, Zandor, Bopes, Strach, dogss, Muck, Tex, Allan, Devil, Doghouse, BeaTea, KTheo, Sput (and a dozen others who post less often) are people to whom I'd give the shirt off Dent's back. Imagine trying to crack into a tight knit "inner circle" of friends at school just by walking up and saying, "I want to be part of your gang." You'd have to spend time letting them get to know you, proving yourself compatible, all kinda stuff like that there. It is by no means because we don't "like" you, it's purely a matter of what Tex said; we goof a lot about it but this is, in my opinion, the most elite squad in the game and the tightest knit, most devoted group of friends. The more people we bring into M.O.M without yet having established their cred, the less elite. Keep us up on your exploits, Bam, anything can happen and almost always does.
So then...shall I to be banner making for Shiver? I got me another "IN" vote for Shiv right here.
I will do my best to "represent" more frequently. But unless you got mad skillz as a youngster like Sput I'm probably gonna say no. And if you don't have at least 2 or 3 pips, you'd better fly like a banshee, or I'll also most likely say no. Think that MOMs should do more intimidating, but it's hard when you meet all your friends in the skies.
And you'd better like cake....
So some misfortuante 12 year old tells me earlier today that I needed to get a life or a blow up doll, that this game's for kids. Took all the strength I could muster to not say something about how his mom kisses him goodnight every night after I....you get the picture. Would have been crass, mean, and I would have stooped to his level but by god would it have felt SOOO GREAAT to shut that punk up! As the adult in the situation, I politely pointed him to our thread so that he could see for himself that there are many others exactly like me, well maybe not black and obsessed with smoking ribs, chicken, and brisket, that make up the MOM squad. And that we routinely take names and numbers, so he could take his crybaby self and his box of tissues home and learn how to get better.