I'm a thread killing sumbitch.

[Farren]

Originally Posted by warrenly

bock-bock!
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Nice!

[AspenMama]

All right. You are making me do it.

Christmas Carol Time

O Christmas Tree O Christmas Tree
How Lovely are your Branches....

Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh

Play your drum for me


Don't make me continue.

[Dingfod]

I thought my metal chickens had killed this thread. Die, muthafucka, die.

[livius drusus]

That's awesome. It's like an alternate chicken universe.

[JoeP]

This - is a dead chicken - it is no more -

[Dingfod]

If there's a chicken that can end this, it's this one:

[livius drusus]

Bah, too modern. Now this is the One Chicken to Rule Them All (and kill the thread):

[Dingfod]

OK, I'm calling out the troops!

[JoeP]

Still no live chickens. I rest my case, and the thread is done.

[livius drusus]

The cuteness will keep it alive.

[Dingfod]

Will someone please turn out the lights before they leave?

OK:

[Goliath]

All of this chicken imagery reminds me of playing Doom waaaay back in my undergraduate days. I was sharing a dorm room with my friend Sherman (yes, the same Sherman that I'm having the "Chicken Butt" wars with), and we connected our computers together with a null-modem cable so that we could play deathmatch on Doom.

Well, there was a mod for Doom that replaced the rocket launcher with the shoulder-mounted chicken launcher (the same weapon damage-wise, but the crosshair is in the center, the weapon is mounted off to the right, and chickens fire out instead of rockets).

So, my favorite strategy was to lay real still and quiet....find a place to sit. When Sherman (or whomever I was battling) came within sight, I'd sneak up behind them. Now, all this time, there's very little actual noise being made...the occasional tapping of keys and some breathing.

But when I was behind my target and had a good shot, I'd scream out a shrill BUCK-OCK!!!!!!!! as I fired a chicken. They'd be so startled by the noise, that they wouldn't have time to turn around or do much of anything before being hit and splattered.

[Farren]

Originally Posted by Goliath

All of this chicken imagery reminds me of playing Doom waaaay back in my undergraduate days. I was sharing a dorm room with my friend Sherman (yes, the same Sherman that I'm having the "Chicken Butt" wars with), and we connected our computers together with a null-modem cable so that we could play deathmatch on Doom.

Well, there was a mod for Doom that replaced the rocket launcher with the shoulder-mounted chicken launcher (the same weapon damage-wise, but the crosshair is in the center, the weapon is mounted off to the right, and chickens fire out instead of rockets).

So, my favorite strategy was to lay real still and quiet....find a place to sit. When Sherman (or whomever I was battling) came within sight, I'd sneak up behind them. Now, all this time, there's very little actual noise being made...the occasional tapping of keys and some breathing.

But when I was behind my target and had a good shot, I'd scream out a shrill BUCK-OCK!!!!!!!! as I fired a chicken. They'd be so startled by the noise, that they wouldn't have time to turn around or do much of anything before being hit and splattered.

In Heretic you there was some kind of magical missile weapon that turned the other player into a chicken, who you could then blow up with a conventional weapon, producing a satisfying explosion of feathers. Of course in chicken form you could still scurry around and peck people (to death if you did it enough). This resulted in some hilarious gameplay because accomplished players could were quite adept at running around your legs in this disadvantaged state avoiding your subsequent shots and pecking you slowly to death.

[Farren]

All good things must come to an end

[Dingfod]

[QUOTE=Farren]All good things must come to an end

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The sure do.

[Ymir's blood]

[Dingfod]

That's just wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. They serve stuff like this:

[Farren]

Originally Posted by Ymir's blood

...

As a seasoned (with the Colonel's secret recipe) veteran of the chicken wars, I assure you, it ain't gonna die till I've had the last word (even if it's from beyond the grave)

[JoeP]

I was going to create a new thread for this but since we're doing feathers, and things long dead, here is strangely appropriate:

Tyrannosaurus rex had feathers.

I repeat, T. rex, the monster king of the tyrant lizards, conceivably had feathers, at least in the juvenile form. Definitely one of his ancestors had feathers. Seems like the evolution of feathers was a way for small warm-blooded dinosaurs to conserve body heat - and not necessarily anything to do with flying.

[Farren]

Originally Posted by JoeP

I was going to create a new thread for this but since we're doing feathers, and things long dead, here is strangely appropriate:

Tyrannosaurus rex had feathers.

I repeat, T. rex, the monster king of the tyrant lizards, conceivably had feathers, at least in the juvenile form. Definitely one of his ancestors had feathers. Seems like the evolution of feathers was a way for small warm-blooded dinosaurs to conserve body heat - and not necessarily anything to do with flying.

That's fascinating. And I'm not even saying that because I want to be the last person to post here*. The idea of a fluffy, cuddly T-Rex-like creature running around is bizarre, to say the least.






































*Which I am. I only wish I could find some Kentucky Fried T-Rex pics.

[Dingfod]

Can't get much deader than Mr. Rooster.

[Farren]

Poor man. Of course, he could still be taking holidays in Aspen if I savoured his thoughts at some point .

[Dingfod]

Aaarrrgh!!

[Ymir's blood]

Originally Posted by warrenly

Can't get much deader than Mr. Rooster.

Ain't Found A Way To Kill Me Yet
Eyes Burn With Stinging Sweat
Seems Every Path Leads Me To Nowhere
Wife And Kids And Household Pet
Army Green Was No Safe Bet
The Bullets Scream To Me From Somewhere

Here They Come To Snuff The Rooster
Yeah Here Come The Rooster
You Know He Ain't Gonna Die...

[Farren]

Originally Posted by Ymir's blood

...

Here They Come To Snuff The Rooster
Yeah Here Come The Rooster
You Know He Ain't Gonna Die...

He just gonna fade away...

Doobeedoobeedoo, shoowap...