No kidding. I never touched one myself, and I eat habaneros for snacks.Golly gosh that chilis quite hot old boy
State of the Game
- Thread starter Fuglydog53
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Elite, Elite, I love you, but we only have fourteen hours to save the game!
DUDUDHDUHDUHDUHDADHUDHADADUH
NUKE.....AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Years ago it was far more varied and fun.
I just get the impression ED forums generally are becoming a half sucked orange when we need it to be a Ghost Chili really.
creative content is usually written by intelligent people who really care about what they're doing... so obviously most of those people saw the writing on the wall a long time ago and left for a game or whatever where the owner actually appreciated or at least created a system where that creative community content could actually be utilized in and thrive.
The only ones left in Elite are those who have been driven mad by powerplay.
ANDTHENIBLEWHIMUPLIKEACHEAPFIREWORK
HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH
Dooooommmmm!!!1one111!!!!
I guess that's one of the things I like about exploring: In space, nobody can hear you scream DOOM!™
Until Barry jumps out of a locker and starts chatting, and then suddenly the wavy arms of a star don't seem so bad and you fly into them for a one way cuddle.....I guess that's one of the things I like about exploring: In space, nobody can hear you scream DOOM!™
That's the one major reason why I always pay premium for air duct inspection at every station I dock!
Space doesn't faze me, but BARREH TEH POWARPLEH AHLEUN does!!!
He always finds a way though. Storage lockers, backpacks, landing leg bays, he knows all the places. And then billions of miles from anyone who can help- WHAM- a six hour chat about CC falloff.
Fuel Rats and Hull Seals will avoid you too, lest he jumps ship.
Currently Odyssey doesn't display the exclusion zone on WD / NS, which makes a WD boost quite 'cheek clenching'
The mere thought of him taught me to love, rather than fear, the self-destruct button!
I'll bring you a stake later...
Make it a nice one. With a path down the middle!
Poor old Barry though. Imagine him all alone with the slumped corpse of a commander- all he wanted was to talk.The mere thought of him taught me to love, rather than fear, the self-destruct button!
COMMANDER SLEEP FOR SOH LONG....Y HE NO WAKE UP? I TRYSHAKE HIM AWAKE AND HIS HED FALLOFF AND ROLL ABOUT
Thanks for that, I haven't laughed so hard in a while!
(PS You are joking right...? ...and Rubbernuke's pies are real and legit, right??? If not... well... I'm going to have a lot of explaining to do at the old people's home...)
Indeed, like Fray Bentos but with actual meaty chunks you can see.
*and toes....
Nails removed mind. This is a quality pie.