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129. Cleve Blakemore
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Von: Cleve Blakemore <cleveblakem>
Datum: 2000/06/22
Betreff: Re: Re: Canada Sucks : Time To Eat Crow You Marxist Ratbags
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In article <OLhROelWKsRig7F7g5fNEblj5>,
Quatoria <quato> wrote:
...
One day in New York it was too rainy for me to sell coffee table books
at Union Station so I walked to my warehouse space on the West side of
49th and got two boxes of umbrellas to hawk near the Empire State
Building.
I couldn't see very well carrying two huge boxes of umbrellas so I had
to walk slowly and deliberately up to 49th and Broadway.
At this time I still resembled an ordinary mortal at a mere 200-205 lbs
of steroid-free beef (if I recall my weight correctly) although my
quads were a full 32 inches, no tiny gams there. My quads were like
gigantic sides of beef glued to the front of my legs.
I stepped off the pavement in front of Wendy's restaurant in Times
Square with the umbrellas, it was raining and foggy ... at just that
moment a tax driver was unwisely backing up from a parking space at
Wendy's - he failed to look when he gunned it in reverse and ran into
me from the front right side REALLY hard. I mean there was this
gigantic THUD and the umbrellas went everywhere. I didn't fall down.
The cab driver screeched to a halt, jumped out, then his passenger. The
cab driver was really scared he had injured me, he kept asking "You
alright? You alright?" and I told him, "yeah, my leg is sore, otherwise
I'm okay." I wasn't that fussed about it at the time, barely noticed it.
His passenger was just standing in the road shaking his head, going
"Fugg me, I can't believe your leg isn't broken. We hit you hard enough
to kill a horse, I thought we had backed into a building or a lamppost."
A crowd started to gather and somebody wanted to call an ambulance for
me. A bystander on the sidewalk said "I saw the whole thing. IT was
fugging unreal. The guy was like an immovable object - I saw the taxi
crumple and shake but the guy never even budged, it was the weirdest
thing I've ever seen."
The cab driver checked his rear fender and it was crumpled a good 3
inches, a bit of work for a smash repair. He almost asked me if I had
collision details, then realized I was a man, not a truck and he
decided he'd best just leave the scene if I seemed to be unhurt. They
got back in and sped off.
I thought nothing of it. A car had hit me really hard going about 15
mph in reverse. My leg got a little jolting sensation and I dropped the
umbrellas. That was it.
The next day I discovered a bruise from knee to hip, dark and purple.
In those days my recuperative powers were so amazing it faded away in
about three days. I never thought of it again until I had the bone
density test, then that started me thinking about a lot of other weird
similar things in my life. Amazingly, I had this kind of framework even
when I was a lean, slender 162 lbs in the army - you wouldn't think it
to look at me but even then I was essentially made of solid granite
covered by a light coating of flesh, much like a Terminator model. On
the surface at that time I gave the impression of being a slender,
sensitive ectomorphic type in good condition, but few people ever found
out just how awesomely resilient I was. A couple times I was taking a
beating from middleweights in the army that would have felled a house,
I still went on to win the fight. I was just barely qualified to fight
in that weight class with a full stomach.
I only tell the truth here, I never invented a word of this except for
the occasional narrative flourish of hyperbole. That is simply the way
I was born and it correlates with many, many others things I have heard
about children with high native intelligence - same symptoms, same
physical traits, same somatotype. Makes you wonder if genius is itself
a separate race, complete with their own racial traits and physiology.
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Probably about the only snippet of truth in that entire load of hogwash.Believeland Quark Clakemore said:it was too rainy for me to sell coffee table books at Union Station
Cleve Blakemore said:In those days my recuperative powers were so amazing
mondblut said:Well, if you played Wizardry 6, gameplay is pretty much identical (not Wiz7 since there is very little free-roaming in Grimoire, the areas are tightly sequenced).
We are all alts of KC, haven't you got the memo?Data4 said:Being the Codex and all, I have to ask. Is this really Cleve?
, the man has talent.MisterStone said:129. Cleve Blakemore
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Von: Cleve Blakemore <cleveblakem>
Datum: 2000/06/22
Betreff: Re: Re: Canada Sucks : Time To Eat Crow You Marxist Ratbags
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In article <OLhROelWKsRig7F7g5fNEblj5>,
Quatoria <quato> wrote:
...
One day in New York it was too rainy for me to sell coffee table books
at Union Station so I walked to my warehouse space on the West side of
49th and got two boxes of umbrellas to hawk near the Empire State
Building.
I couldn't see very well carrying two huge boxes of umbrellas so I had
to walk slowly and deliberately up to 49th and Broadway.
At this time I still resembled an ordinary mortal at a mere 200-205 lbs
of steroid-free beef (if I recall my weight correctly) although my
quads were a full 32 inches, no tiny gams there. My quads were like
gigantic sides of beef glued to the front of my legs.
I stepped off the pavement in front of Wendy's restaurant in Times
Square with the umbrellas, it was raining and foggy ... at just that
moment a tax driver was unwisely backing up from a parking space at
Wendy's - he failed to look when he gunned it in reverse and ran into
me from the front right side REALLY hard. I mean there was this
gigantic THUD and the umbrellas went everywhere. I didn't fall down.
The cab driver screeched to a halt, jumped out, then his passenger. The
cab driver was really scared he had injured me, he kept asking "You
alright? You alright?" and I told him, "yeah, my leg is sore, otherwise
I'm okay." I wasn't that fussed about it at the time, barely noticed it.
His passenger was just standing in the road shaking his head, going
"Fugg me, I can't believe your leg isn't broken. We hit you hard enough
to kill a horse, I thought we had backed into a building or a lamppost."
A crowd started to gather and somebody wanted to call an ambulance for
me. A bystander on the sidewalk said "I saw the whole thing. IT was
fugging unreal. The guy was like an immovable object - I saw the taxi
crumple and shake but the guy never even budged, it was the weirdest
thing I've ever seen."
The cab driver checked his rear fender and it was crumpled a good 3
inches, a bit of work for a smash repair. He almost asked me if I had
collision details, then realized I was a man, not a truck and he
decided he'd best just leave the scene if I seemed to be unhurt. They
got back in and sped off.
I thought nothing of it. A car had hit me really hard going about 15
mph in reverse. My leg got a little jolting sensation and I dropped the
umbrellas. That was it.
The next day I discovered a bruise from knee to hip, dark and purple.
In those days my recuperative powers were so amazing it faded away in
about three days. I never thought of it again until I had the bone
density test, then that started me thinking about a lot of other weird
similar things in my life. Amazingly, I had this kind of framework even
when I was a lean, slender 162 lbs in the army - you wouldn't think it
to look at me but even then I was essentially made of solid granite
covered by a light coating of flesh, much like a Terminator model. On
the surface at that time I gave the impression of being a slender,
sensitive ectomorphic type in good condition, but few people ever found
out just how awesomely resilient I was. A couple times I was taking a
beating from middleweights in the army that would have felled a house,
I still went on to win the fight. I was just barely qualified to fight
in that weight class with a full stomach.
I only tell the truth here, I never invented a word of this except for
the occasional narrative flourish of hyperbole. That is simply the way
I was born and it correlates with many, many others things I have heard
about children with high native intelligence - same symptoms, same
physical traits, same somatotype. Makes you wonder if genius is itself
a separate race, complete with their own racial traits and physiology.
Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/
Before you buy.
What the fuck is going on
Re: Canada Sucks : Time To Eat Crow You Marxist Ratbags
My quads were like gigantic sides of beef glued to the front of my legs.
A car had hit me really hard going about 15 mph in reverse. My leg got a little jolting sensation and I dropped the umbrellas. That was it.
I was essentially made of solid granite covered by a light coating of flesh, much like a Terminator model
I forgot more about this subject than whatever any of you could even pretend to know.
Imagine how all this is going to sound to you when you first cough up a gout of blood on the mirror and your child brings you his hair in a paper bag.
CLeVE!! I FOOLED THEM!! I BOUGHT SOME tiMe By THROWING THEM mY PEniS aS a DEcoy!!
to know what I am thinking about, just ask yourself what you are thinking about, then think ahead by one million steps.
aron searle said:There are no beta testers, they are all alt's of cleve, grimoire does'nt exist, in fact, i bet you're another of cleve's alts, but then cleve is just an alt of KC.
Damn this place is a headfuck.
Jasede said:Someone's got a stick in their ass and it ain't me today.
I dunno. I haven't seen any cheese in Wiz8. But in M&M 8 there was some cheese quest.DraQ said:How does inevitable cheesiness make Wiz8 bad again?
Even in technologically advanced spacefaring rhinos wielding swords and black powder muskets?theverybigslayer said:I haven't seen any cheeseDraQ said:How does inevitable cheesiness make Wiz8 bad again?
I hope the NPCs in my party won't make silly comments about this. Myles shut up!DraQ said:Even in technologically advanced spacefaring rhinos wielding swords and black powder muskets?theverybigslayer said:I haven't seen any cheeseDraQ said:How does inevitable cheesiness make Wiz8 bad again?
Cleveland Mark Blakemore said:...other than the need to surmount certain challenges/solve puzzles to gain entrance into a new area.