freddycashmercury

-Ayn Rand, through Howard Roark -Craig Ferguson

I like Mos' current title, it reminds me of a Jimmy Buffet song. I like a few people. I like that I'm the only person for miles around with the vaguest understanding of Misesian or Hayekian economics. Or Objectivism, for that matter.

I like the fact that I have absolutely no life, thus allowing me to read this thread and reply. I like that Chesto is still awesome, even after being exposed to us rabid teenagers. I like Mos and Carah, and their.... "conversations (WHICH ARE PERFECTLY INNOCENT YOU DIRTY DIRTY PEOPLE) I like facebook a lot, seriously. I'm addicted. (WHICH IS A HINT IF YOU HAVE FACEBOOK WE SHOULD TOTALLY BE FRIENDS MMKAY?!) I like capital letters, apparently. I love my accordion, and playing Irish reels and hornpipes on it. I like Billy Joel's music, it is so freaking awesome. Seriously, listen to "Uptown Girl", and tell me he isn't awesome. I like being as contradictory as possible, in every aspect of my life.

I like advocates of laissez-faire. And anarchists. And me! And pretty much everyone on this forum. Oh, and facebook. CURSE YOU SOCIAL NETWORKING SITE FOR MAKING ME SPEND SO MUCH TIME ON YOU!

Reading "Radicals for Capitalism: A Freewheeling History of the Modern American Libertarian Movement", by Brian Doherty. Awesomeness.

I apologize immensely, but I just couldn't stand seeing the poor people make a spectacle out of themselves.

Every single person who voted in the poll is wrong. Hahaha.

I've seen something similar before, so I recognized the question, but I couldn't resist writing something. And what doomjockey said.

I believe what I believe. If that happens to be what the majority believes, so be it. And what MB said. :thumbsup:

And throughout all this, Freddy stood by, watching and playing a sad, slow song on his accordion. And then the song sped up. Slowly, but surely. The tempo increased steadily. And when it reached fever pitch, he activated one of the many magic spells lying dormant within the accordion's bellows. The Eardrum Buster was unleashed. And so all the combatants went deaf from the frenzied howl of Freddy's accordion, enhanced by the arcane forces lying within.

Which happened to be Freddy. Who, having watched every episode of "Monty Python's Flying Circus", knew that this lumberjack was wearing a bra. He crept behind Marcus and pulled back the strap of the surprisingly lacy brassiere, right up until Marcus noticed and began to turn. Freddy let fly the strap, and it hit Marcus so hard he went tumbling down a nearby hill.

I am now reading "The God Delusion", "The Philosophy of Nietzche", "The Basic Writings of Sigmund Freud", "Reasonable Faith", "God and the New Atheism: A Critical Response to Dawkins, Hitchens, and Harris", "The Dawkins Delusion?", and lastly, "The Intelligent Design Revolution". A nice, all around group of books. Nietzche is interesting, particularly. Dawkins is okay, but falls far short of my expectations.

Oh my. I've missed a few things, haven't I? Freddy, having watched all of the events unfold, decided to attack Ninja in his Fortress. He used a flute (his piccolo having been destroyed by Ninja) to summon the Rockmobile. He then headed in the direction of the imposing Fortress, dead-set on destroying Ninja once and for all. Which was, of course, highly unlikely, but one can dream.

Freddy merely replied, "Yeah, well. I'm shaking in my boots now." His attempted sarcasm failed to hide the fact that his knees were knocking together quite loudly. Freddy walked for a while. Then, he had a picnic. Lots of chicken.

My mistake. "Ah s***!", exclaimed Freddy. He attempted to dodge Ninja, but was caught off balance. Ninja threw him to the ground and began beating the heck out of him. Freddy knew he wouldn't last long. He managed to pull out his piccolo, and played a short tune. Ninja remembered what had happened last time, and quickly snatched the tiny instrument out of Freddy's hands. It was too late. A horde of the scariest creatures imaginable was already heading for Ninja. That's right.... Snowcrabs.

I don't mean the Ninja-Blank thing. That's your character, the same way Freddy is a master musician. I mean the part where you give four different explanations as to how Ninja escapes. Just saying, you gave exactly four reasons as to why the snowball returned to it's owner. I don't really mind, just curious. Freddy stood there, jaw gaping. "WTF?!?!", he exclaimed. "Stupid friggin' Ninjas.... Always doing impossible things.. Screw it. I'm going home." WIth that, he began the long journey home. Unfortunately, he was stopped bye a large donkey. Once more, he exclaimed, "WTF?!?!?!".

OOC: Ninja, why are you building redundancies into your posts? Freddy had been observing this from a distance. He decided the time for hiding was over. He almost decided to sneak behind Ninja, but of course, that would be impossible. Who can sneak up on the master of stealth? Freddy opted for a more direct approach. While Ninja was still distracted, Freddy used his Musician's Fingers ability once more to build a Snow Bazooka. Loaded with an Anti-Snow Rocket, he fired straight towards Ninja's head.

OOC> Wow. That was..... unexpected. But cool. Freddy drove for a long time. He saw a sign- "NEED HELP WITH NINJAS? CALL 1-800-NNJAKIL!" Skeptical, he pulled out his cell phone and called the number. A short time later, a grin slowly spread across his face. Ninja would never expect this. But first, Freddy had a rotisserie chicken. Mmmmmm.... Chicken!* *This message brought to you by the Poultry Farmers of America. Buy more chicken.

Freddy had been enjoying the sight of the roadies trampling Ninja, when, all of a sudden, they turned towards Freddy himself! Freddy quickly came to the conclusion that Ninja was controlling their minds. Hurrying to his command center, he ordered his Snow Computer Weapon Systems to fire on the crazed roadies. His rockets destroyed hundreds at a time, but to no avail. For every roadie killed, there were ten more. The unstoppable force continued towards Freddy's Fortress, intent on killing him. Freddy realized he would never be able to stop the army he had summoned. He ran down into the garage and chose his vehicle. Yes.... It would do. He made the necessary preparations and broke through the garage door with his McLaren F1, specially modified for Snow Wars. When he was a safe distance fromthe fortress, he pulled out a small metal rod. And pushed the red button on top of it. The Fortress which Freddy had finished building not half an hour ago exploded, annihilating the roadies. Freddy chuckled and accelerated his car. He needed a new plan, and Ninja could strike at any moment.

Freddy, being confused by seemingly multiple attacks happening at the exact same time, uses his Musician's Legs ability (Drums make great excercise tools!), and leaps into the air high above Ninja. Knowing he cannot evade the master of evasion for long, he formulates a plan. Taking out a small piccolo, he plays a short tune. A distant rumble begins. The Arena is quickly swarmed by crazed roadies! In the chaos and confusion, Freddy manages to slip away, and begins the serious planning. What he needed was.... A Fortress. Defying human limitations, he quickly built a large Snow Fortress, complete with Snow Rocket Launchers on the battlements and Anti-Snow Charges at the base of the wall. He awaited the inevitable assault. Let the battle begin in earnest.

Freddy is down! For a second, anyways. He yanks the ice out of his body (ouch!) and tosses it aside. Using his Musician's Fingers ability, he crafts a sword out of a large icicle, and rushes towards Ninja.

So sad, so sad. *Freddy tosses a chunk of ice in Ninja's general direction.*

Unfortunately, due to lack of a commander, the Retribution was easily destroyed by a new force. This force was known as.... Ron Paul. Due to time constraints, Ron had to leave the Arena. His pupil, Captain Liberty, stayed behind, however. He awaited those who would dare to challenge the force that is... Libertarianism. Too bad, so sad. No more Retribution.

Even though I may not necessarily agree that crossdressing, homosexuality, etc. is right (religious reasons, please do not debate me on this), anyone who violently opposes it, be it through words or physical actions, is wrong. I am a Libertarian. I believe that everyone has the right to do what they want as long as it does not harm another in any way. At first glance, this may seem to conflict with my religion, but it does not. Anyways, despite my beliefs, anyone who is violently opposed to either cross-dressing or homosexuality is in the wrong. There's no reason to lecture someone or abuse them just for doing something you disagree with that harms you in no way. Corr, despite my personal convictions, I am still honored to call you a friend, and I hope you do not think less of me because of my beliefs. I know what it is like to question your own personal identity, having done it many times myself. Please do not think I am condemning you, in any way. That is most certainly not my intention. Just to reiterate my beliefs: Anyone who thinks they have the right to harm someone in any way just because they disagree with them is wrong. (Again, for those of you violently opposed to religion, please do not start a debate. I am merely stating my beliefs, and if you disagree, that's fine. Just don't do it on this particular site.)

Dude. Just because of Queen, you get a kudo. Queen pwns. Oh, and I'm listening to Frank Sinatra, Chuck Berry, and Roy Orbison.