Hey, it’s Ryan “I’m not Machfive, no, I swear” Machfive Michael. How’s the chamber of commerce?

This is awesome, it’s like a who’s who of random internet douchebags I’ve somehow mortally offended. I wonder when Jose Liz is going to show up.

This thread is in rare form today.

Awesome, she needs the attention. Thanks and well, done!

His language could use some work though, have some class when speaking to a woman for fuck’s sake.

I think someone making a Transformers thread is the Liz signal.

I like that you’re taking some friendly razzing, particularly after razzing someone else, as a personal attack. Maybe you should consider whether or not you can take it before dishing it out in the future, Glass Joe.

Also, if you could keep the thing with my mom going through Christmas, that would be awesome. Thanks again!

Added Frank Austin

Added Quatoria

Acid is no longer Awesome People ( Don’t Ask. )

Don’t Ask.

Yeah, THAT’S gonna work…

(I’m not asking, but your confidence amuses me.)

Who the fuck are you and how did I offend you enough that you’ve been trying to jump into little flamewars with me all day long? Do I even know you, man? You’ve been on my ass all day so hard I thought I’d suddenly developed hemorrhoids.

That’s just Raife being Raife, man.

Of course, that’s also why I have him on ignore, so…

Too personal?

Great, now I want to see Acid’s picture. Jerks.

http://www.quartertothree.com/game-talk/showpost.php?p=2236461&postcount=106

Hrm… he capitalized “Dad’s Army Knife.”

You’re not helping.

You’re not still mad about that Chickenfoot thread, are you?

Hahahahaha! Shit, I’d totally forgotten about that thread.

Ralph is always pronounced Raife amongst a certain group in the UK. Featherstonehaugh is pronounced “Fanshaw”, Belvoir “Beevor” and others. It is language used to define a group, much as any other slang. Sure, one might call him “Ralf”, but then one knows that one is not “PLU” (People Like Us)

There is no thread on Qt3 that can’t become a flame war or at least a pissing match. JeffL’s relatively benign story about an old dude who fought in war and hangs out in a fast food joint is proof of that.

As is this one, apparently!

How am I supposed to recognize any of you on the street if you don’t make with the pictures? Will you be the ones bickering at one another like old married folks?