THANKS THREAD

[Mike]

Ok - in lieu of cheesy E-greetings (that may potentially sell your personal information) -

I am starting the Thanks Thread - feel free to Thank someone here -


1. Thanks to Dustin and the Moderators for keeping this place happy and positive.

[Kef]

2. I thank Steve Jobs for creating the world and everything in it (well, without him there wouldn't be an OS X and Dustin would have probably never created Lux)

[jwd]

I want to thank everyone that's been visiting my host and obeying my host rules... (List is too long, you know who you are, stand up and take a bow!)

Bots 1st (Shaddup Reaper)
No, it's not Highest 1st! Anyone that asks will be booted!
jwd boots Nimrod... again...

Games have been great, and even a few of you that haven't played but have stopped in and chatted.. Thanks. I've hosted more these past few weeks than in the previous 3 years... Instead of the thankless abusive chore it had been in the past, these days, it's actually fun, thanks everyone.

I'd esp like to thank Drifter, Snype, and Precious... for making my 500th and 501st wins such fun games.


jwd

[enjoymoreradio]

Thanks to mb for the Virginia theme. I've already thanked you five times (at least), but it was really helpful.

[el toro]

Thanks to mb for the Virginia theme. I've already thanked you five times (at least), but it was really helpful.

i would thank you not to thank st00pid mb.
it makes his head swell.

thank you

[mbauer]

∞ mbauer props up his gigantic head using two 2x4s ∞

You're welcome EMR!

I'd like to thank el toro for helping me find purpose in my life; to dismantle and destroy the Semi-Holy church. I'd also like to thank him for letting me borrow his wife the other night, that was super cool of him, although he could have warned me that she was inflatable.

[AquaRegia]

I would like to thank dustin for creating Lux and the Lux forums.

I would also like to thank mbauer and el toro for NEVER failing to make me laugh when they post.

[nimrod7]

I would like to thank jwd for including me in his thank you. Highest first rocks by the way.

Nimrod7 boots himself

[el toro]

ok... here is what really happened.

st00pid mbauer shows up at my beach house in Kauai.
he was looking all scruffy and sad, he smelled of dill and was carrying and
old tube sock of pickles, a dripping green mold covered his left leg.
i said "dear Lincoln, mb, what has happened to you? you had such promise
as a young duck fluffer"

"i know, i know, brother toro. you were always so kind to me" sighed mb
"i should have never gone to the dill side"

"well come on in i'll get you a cold cheesebeer" i said, opening the door to my little bungalow. "please leave your shoes at the door."

just then st00pid mb jumped in the air and squeaked at the top of his lungs,
"LOOK, LOOK, IT IS LINCOLN ON A SURF BOARD!"

when i turned to look mb grabbed something from my house and went
running down the beach. shrieking "NAH-NAH-NAH-NAH I STOLE YOUR WOMAN! Sic Semper Tyranis!"

he was waving this over his head.

and now it is popped.
st00pid needle dick mbauer.
thank you very much.

why he thought it was my wife we may never know.

[Preacherman]

[mbauer]

blah blah blah excuses excuses excuses

That's not what happened at all! Here is the real story:

I go to Hawaii to start the groundwork for an Anti-Holy campaign to be adminstered by Snype (Similar to what he did in Korea). I'm minding my own business walking the strip of Kauai when I bump into stewpid El Toro. As usual he is drunk out of his gord wearing tattered flip flops, a tie dyed shirt with a ying-yang on it, no pants, and Hello Kitty unerwear.

"El Toro! What happened?" I inquired.

"Shaaaadduppppp hiccup stoooooopidddddd M........B! hiccup" he was eventually able to mutter.

"You see El Toro, this is what believing in that corrupt religion gets you." I tried to explain to him, but he was too drunk and set in his ways. "Say where's that wife of yours I'm always hearing about." I continued.

"You mean her?" He answered as he showed me this picture:



I was about to bust out lauging at my fallen rival, but I could see the crocodile tear forming in his eye.

"She ran off with that loud mouth radio jockey from Chicago! The stoopid bitch, I could kill them both!" El Toro yelled.

"Easy El Toro, easy, maybe I can help" I tried to calm him down.

Very excited he said, "Maybe you could go steal her back! They are at the Luau Motel down the road."

"Ok, I'll go get her, you stay here and for Booth's sakes cover that up!"

We parted company and I went to the Luau Motel and busted into the room where El Toro's wife and her mystery man were. I was able to get
this photo before some damn annoying fish started biting my ankles and throwing commas at me. Needless to say I had to abandon mission.



When I found El Toro again he was lying in a ditch surround by dead fish and empty bear bottles moaning about his lost love.

"El Toro!" I ran up to him "I tried to get your wife back..."

"Look what you did to her!" He interrupted, showing me the popped sticky remnants of a once beautiful inflatable doll.

I just looked at the sad pathetic creature before me and couldn't find the inhumanity to kick him while he was down. I patted him on the back and wished him good luck as I walked off into the sunset.

So I would like to thank el toro again for making sure that the truth came out.

MB

[sasquatch]

Poor Wayward MB, we all know those photos are faked because there isn't a single uke visible.
... and what kind of a fish throws "comas"?

[mbauer]

Poor Wayward MB, we all know those photos are faked because there isn't a single uke visible.

The first picture was taken before El Toro was in Hawaii so that explains where there was no uke's in that picture. And in the other picture, well it's obvious...he's got his hands full.

[el toro]

some lies about nice people

no no no here is what happened...

St00pid mb and snyper-pie were rooting through a dumpster outside a tiki-bar on kauai where brothers sasquatch, barstar, muskie and i were having a mai tai and pondering what miss C, had done to preacherman, that angered him to the point where he would let his beloved pick such a crappy-lame-ass-doomed-to-go-down-in-round-one-team. when muskie, who was rather happy about the blessed drink with 3 kinds of rum, tossed his pineapple rhine out the window, only to bounce it off snyper-pie's pickle like head. snyper-pie and st00pid mb began to dance with joy in a little circle thinking it was about to start raining pineapples, which could only mean they where once again stoned out of their pickle lovin' minds on crystal dill. i mean come-on how dilled out do you have to be to think standing in a pineapple storm is a good idea? we are still unsure if they dressed up like giant pickles before or after they got all dilled-up.



and it is the anti-holy cults use of crystal-dill, that explains why mb is so often wrong about everything. we at the semi-holy church of lux offer wub, figs, freshly fluffed ducks in a crystal-dill free environment, that you can enjoy 70's porn and a nice game of lux, free from dill-heads.

thank you fellow luxtopians for your time.
please pray for the dill-heads.

brother toro

[Muskie]

Muskie THANKS El Toro,,,, fer telling Da Truth,,

[mbauer]

LIES!!!! ALL LIES!!!! VICOUS, VICOUS LIES!!!!

LIAR!

That picture came from the SunTzu's annual Hawaiian Dill, Emu, and Pineapple festival. Snype and I volunteered to dress up like the mascots to entertain the kiddys, it was for charity.

Everyone is having a good time worshipping Booth, celebrating the wonderous and magnificent Emu, and enjoying some nice pineapple cocktails when some hoodlums in an old beatup jollopy come peeling up the driveway yelling vulgarities and something about crystal duck. They were all wearing some weird black and white stripped gang get-up. With the exception of El Toro who was, as always, in his standard Harem Girl outfit

"Hey!" I scolded, "This is a family function, take your semi-holy ways elsewear, we don't serve your kind here!"

Then a little innocent young girl of no more than 7 years of age reachout and pet the big hairy beast in the front seat. In a most callous manner, the monster turned and roared at the girl. Terrified the child runs back to her mother "Mommy I have fleas now!"

"NOOOOOOOOOO!"

"That's it!" Snype proclaimed, "We've had enough of you!"

So we all started hurling pineapples at them. Confused they looked at one another and screamed

"It's raining pineapple's again! Quick! We must do the anti-pineapple dance"

With that they all hopped out of the car and started dancing. It was a horrible sight, and I assume is what happens when one eats too much crystal duck and figs with a chaser of Cheesebeer.



Thank you mike for starting this thread!

[AquaRegia]

It has clearly been WAY too long since the last LuxShoppe Challenge. Sad, really, when people let their powers of Adobe fester like that.

[Sylocat]

∞ Sylocat wonders if this thread could possibly get any stranger. ∞

∞ Sylocat realizes too late that he should know better by now than to ask that, because at that moment, as if on cue, Don Quixote rides over from the Tag thread, still looking for hoodie. Don Quixote sees el toro and mbauer locked in close-quarters photochop combat, and starts lunging towards them. ∞

Don Quixote: ¡CHARGE!

[el toro]

spews a giant crystal dill induced lie

No, no, no, no, no....

It happened like this:
It was a the prefect day at the semi-holy church of Lux for our annual semi-holy church Hawaiian Luau, BarStar had the cheesebeer and MaiTais (the blessed drink of 3 rums) flowing from the tiki bar set up by the pool. Drifter had a large selection of coconut bras and was offering free fittings. Brother Sas was in charge of the roast pig, as he had caught it with a fly rod. Preacherman was telling of the great Hex battle and blessing anyone willing to wear a coconut bra. I was strumming my ukulele and helping brother bar by opening tiny umbrellas and putting them into hunks of pineapple to keep up with the mai-tai demand being created by jwd and muskie as they praised our good lord Lincoln. the sun was shining and our new flock of cute fluffy baby ducks were waddling down towards the pool.

"quack quack quack'' said the happy little ducks.

then out of nowhere came the roar of a segway and a shrill voice screaming "Sic Semper Tyranis!" i looked up in horror as st00pid mb drove over the flock of baby ducks, followed by mike riding an emu and little kef dressed as a picachu. mb rolling back and forth with an electric whine over the little ducks as the green grass of the church lawn turned red. mike urged the emu on as it's long talons came down again and again on the ducklings, little bloody chunks of ducky splashing up on the legs and breast of the anti-holy emu. kef's eyes glowed red as he spun around in some kind of blood lust as bit the head ducky after ducky, his little picachu ears pointing upward like horns of the demon booth his self, blood dripping from his chin.



then with another cry of "Sic Semper Tyranis!" they rode away leaving us in shock and disbelief at the "Luau massacre". as brother muskie swore an oath of hot sauce revenge shaking his fin at the sky, poor jwd curled up on the ground weeping.

this is the tail of what happens when people use dill.
just say no.

and thank you to brother drifter for cleaning up the ducky parts and jwd's barf.

[jwd]

poor jwd curled up on the ground weeping.

this is the tail of what happens when people use dill.
just say no.

and thank you to brother drifter for cleaning up the ducky parts and jwd's barf.

How the Hell did I get dragged into this?

?

õ

jwd
No *YOU* 'Submit'!!!

[Drifter]

How the Hell did I get dragged into this?

Shaddup and go get BarStar his coffee.

[el toro]

How the Hell did I get dragged into this?

it was the rum.


in other news...
it looks like "lucky" will pull through.

[pls]

This thread alone is worth every penny I paid for the game alone ...

[Kef]

Those shoes, sir, are an insult to me. I would never wear white sneakers even if they pointed a gun to my head.

[Scad]

Kef, I think the insult to you is maybe the idea...

But are you suggesting that you'd wear the pikachu outfit without a gun to your head?

∞ Scad had wondered why the yellow furry he saw in the Euro-club looked familiar...∞

He was the only one in there in costume, I figgered it was Halloween early or something...

[Mike]

Those shoes, sir, are an insult to me. I would never wear white sneakers even if they pointed a gun to my head.

Who cares about the shoes Kef - this is obviously just 'bad' photoshoppe - I mean, look at my head..... it is just pasted on with a spatula. I am seriously surprised that the 'boys' down at the Anti-holy crime lab have not published a report documenting just how fake these images are.

Mike remembers that it was a 4 day weekend

I am sure Mbauer is on it...

[Kef]

*Kef points at the Luxshoppe thread*

I hope he'll try harder there

[BarStar]

Those shoes, sir, are an insult to me. I would never wear white sneakers even if they pointed a gun to my head.

LIES! All lies AGAIN!!! Here is the security camera photo of Kef buying said shoes....OFF THE SHELF! Notice st00pid MB shooting photos, documenting the whole event....

Enough of your LIES!





You're welcome.

[Kef]

Those shoes, sir, are an insult to me. I would never wear white sneakers even if they pointed a gun to my head.

LIES! All lies AGAIN!!! Here is the security camera photo of Kef buying said shoes....OFF THE SHELF! Notice st00pid MB shooting photos, documenting the whole event....

Enough of your LIES!





You're welcome.

leave it to the pro's Bar, you're only making yourself look bad if you dare to post a Luxshoppe of that level.

Mb will soon have your lies dismantled!

[mbauer]

Look at me! I live in Hawaii

Nice try you filthy LIAR! But there's one thing your feeble luxshoppe skills are unable to cover up, and that is the angel Dustin, who has been watching your every move:



Gather round luxtopians, for this how the real story goes:



Lord quasar heard rumors of the evil and corrupt semi-holy cult genetically engineering a rabid flock of mutant ducks with the insatiable taste of human flesh. Kind of like those boar things from the last Hannibal book, in fact we're pretty sure that's where the un-original Semi-holies got the idea. These ducks would turn into man eating monsters whenever they heard the runaway Moldovan pop hit "Love from the lime trees" otherwise known as Numa Numa. The ducks ferocity was further intensified when the semi-holies danced around in tutus. As you can see here, their first victim was the beautiful and talented Pale Kate. She was ripped limb from limb while on the phone in her fishnet stockings and leather boots as the semi-holy cult dances on in utter bliss.



That's why jwd was moaning on the floor, because Pale Kate was no more.

Faced with this alarming and ominous new threat to Luxtopia, lord Quasar dispatched the mighty Mod Squad:



with the mission to neutralized these rabid ducks and also to hopefully find and bring down the renegade Mod Squad agent who has gone bat crazy and now fancies himself a deity and is hiding somewhere in the dark corners of Hawaii:



With the extensive expertise and experience fighting the dreaded semi-holy cult, myself and rest of the anti-holy crusaders were called in to help (plus Kef once got the high score on that old nintendo game "Duck Hunt").

When we got there, the semi-holies seemed a bit out of it. Drifter was wearing a coconut bra like a jock strap, BarStar was eating string cheese sitting in a big puddle of mud, Sasquatch was furiously itching his ear with his foot, Muskie was counting how many hot sauce dipped sushi bites he could fit in his mouth at once, and El Toro, as always, was dancing around in his Harem Girl outfit singing "Look at me! Look at me! I live in Hawaii!" When they heard us coming the wussy semi-holies fled like little drunken school girls into the dense thicket of candlenut trees where our Segways were unable to penetrate.

So we were forced to humanely care for these poor duck beasts that the semi-holies so callously brainwashed. There was only one man for the job, Smedz the Duck Whisperer:



Smedz successfully rehabilitated the ducks at his downtown Scotland duck rehabilitation clinic, and we are happy to report the little vermin are back quacking up a storm and keeping us all up at night. Despite the fact that we anti-holies do not like ducks, we realize that they are creatures of this earth and would never want any harm to befall them.

And I would like to thanks Baskin Robins for making the 31 flavors available at the 34th annual Anti-Holy ice cream social.

SICS SEMPER TYRANIS!
MB