6.05.2010

To Brent Or Not To Brent...

...that is the poll.

Since Fritz dropped the bomb on Bell the other day, I've been all over the place the last few days straddling the fine line of defending our choice of Footdar (FTW! soon to be trademarked... sorry Blackmoor!) and pointing out that I don't want to encourage kids to jump in the deep end of the pool by spending their lunch money on anything but tanks.

Dethtron over on his fine blog Penis Creep, a personal favorite lately for his uncanny ability to make people realize they say stupid shit all the time, noticed this...

...cause I told him...

...but he would have noticed anyway.  He's Big Brother with a dirty mouth except he doesn't just tell mom, he tells everyone.

I suspected he'd use the Footdar controversy for his always entertaining Friday Night Fights but it seems he was already locked in to another choice.  Still, he decided to give me my very own poll.

BRENT OR NOT BRENT?

So there I am, by myself with my pants around my ankles.

Go and vote, please.

Now.

Please go vote BRENT!

... 

You still here?

Okay, here's another thing I'm working on.  I asked Lauby about the paint scheme for my not-so-super-secret BoLSCon army and here's what he had to say.  I'm taking his advice and working on test models now.

Brent

8 comments:

Chumbalaya said...

Not Brent!

Fleahost said...

Congrats on all of the activity you've roused. Stay focused on your and Fritz' primary mission: Jawa/Goat demolition.

Herr Fernseher said...

I like the pic you just added to the blog. You should crop out the camera and put a thought bubble around the double aquilla, and you could be the poster boy for 40k.

Also, that's a nice shirt you're wearing in the pic, but it looks like you just bought it and didn't wash it, OR your suitcase was packed WAY too tightly. (Sorry--just saw the new Sherlock Holmes movie, and it's got me fixating on small details.)

Brent said...

Only you would notice that.

It's from Chicago during the Hard Boyz finals. I spilled something on the shirt I wore and had to buy one. Obviously it's creased down the folds.

Now that's going to bug me - I may have to crop it some more...

Herr Fernseher said...

Actually, in the photo, it looks as if you are just noticing the creases yourself and are mortified. That's the face people wear in the "I went to school naked" nightmare.

I do get a certain sadistic satisfaction out of undermining the confidence of the fashion conscious. It's one of my guilty pleaures, really, and proof that I can be quite petty.

To my credit, however, I do usually just smile quietly to myself. If you ever look over the gaming table as you are wrapping up a major victory over my forces and see me with a wry grin, just know that I am seeking consolation anywhere I can find it, even if in a mere crease!

Kirby said...

Go Brent! but vote for Kirby in the real FNF <3.

Master Manipulator (every store needs one) said...

If a crappy outfit is all I need to win a game you can make all the dumb faces or jokes at me you want.

Herr Fernseher said...

"NET-stalking Jawaballs [emphasis mine]"??? How lame is that? I say we take a road trip and do this stalking thing good and proper! I'll be your get away driver. Surely a court injunction will only increase blog-traffic, right? (Besides, I wanna see his BA drop pod army.)

And, Master Manipulator (every store needs one), you probably don't even need a crappy outfit to win a game agianst me. (After all, Brent has convinced me that I should be spending my money on a new Footdar army.) But if you ARE beating me in a game, I will be looking for other ways to enjoy myself, even though a laugh at another person is a poor substitute for kicking the crap out of that other person's mini's.

And lest anyone think I feel smugly superior to anyone else, I don't--I know I'm ususally the most slovenly person in the room. I just couldn't care less, so I'm free to laugh about these things! :)

(A new favorite!) Anon: I haven’t even bothered playing a game of 6th yet, cause I have read the rules, and actually understand how they interact with units. I know my armies no longer function how they should, and so I need to change them.

Strictly Average: 'cause 6-inches is all you get.

Stalking Jawaballs since 2009.

Jawaballs: "My butt just tightened up."

Brent, preferred 2-to-1 over Not Brent in a recent, scientific poll.

Brent: emptied the Kool Aid and DRINKING YOUR MILKSHAKE with an extra-long straw.

Unicorns don't exist.

Home of the Stormbuster, the Dyson Pattern Storm Raven.

I'm a comment whore and this whore is getting no play.

Not Brent hurts Brent's feelings.

I think, therefore I blog.

"You should stop writing for everyone else and worry about your crappy blog." - Anon.

Not Brent has been spotted lurking around with a green marker.

He's not like a bad guy from a cartoon, all devious but never quite evil, Not Brent is bad beans, man, bad beans.

Dethtron: "Again I feel obliged to remind you that trying to sound smart only works if you are."

MVB: "I am not one to join the unwashed masses of self-titled 40k experts out there distributing advice from their blogs about exactly how your list should be built..."

Shiner Bock on tap: that's how I choose hotels.

Strictly Average: The Home of Hugs and Gropings.

Don't feed the trolls!

MoD: "Welcome to Brent's head."

Competitive is Consistent.

Dethtron: "...you could use that extra time to figure out a way to get your panties unbunched and perform a sandectomy on your vagina."

Dethtron: “When calling someone an idiot, it's generally best to avoid making grammatical mistakes.”

Warboss Stalin: "You know, if it actually WAS funny, maybe I wouldn't mind."

Mike Brandt: "It's not a successful bachelor party if you don't misplace someone".

"The Master Manipulator (every store needs one): "...now, enough stroking."

Kirby: "I don't know about gropings. Seriously, Brent, keep it in the pants, please."

Loquacious: "No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get Hugs & Gropings or Stalks Jawaballs into Brent's little tribute."

Captain Kellen: "I rate this article a Brent on the Faith Hill to Nancy Pelosi scale!"

Drathmere: "Come for the balls, stay for the Brent? Kind of disturbing, man."

Go no further, lest thee see something thine eyes would fain look past!

Isabelle: "So, thank you for supporting your local and not so local unicorns. A noble gesture like that can show some scared kids out there that they don't have to hide from everyone and it's ok to be who they really are."

There is nothing more interesting than We The People... in all our beautiful, ugly glory!

On Internet Advice: You see, I have an almost religious belief that's it's a huge, colossal waste of time.

...I think I'll call it the Gun Shy Pattern Stormbuster, because after the Internet destroyed my first humble effort, I find I'm a bit worried about the reaction to this one.

Lauby: "Is it left over from that time you thought that you could just complete step one 12 times to meet the mandates of that court order?"

Not Brent: "I guess we'll have to read on and find out. Signed, Not Brent. Especially today."

Cynthia Davis: "I think the scrolling text is from Glen Beck's new book."

Grimaldi: "Spamming certain units creates interesting possibilities but also fatal weaknesses."

Purgatus: "Math can inform decisions. It cannot make decisions."

Thoughts? Comments? Hugs and gropings?

You'd be that much quicker to figure out what I mean when I refer to a Unicorn if I covered it in a rainbow flag.

SinSynn: (To Brent) "Curse you and your insidious influence on the internets..."

Dave G (N++): "You know you're an internet celebrity when your following is more akin to tabloids."

I prefer the term Internet Personality (or IP) myself, seeing as how I coined it.

Lauby: "Your attempt to humanize him as failed. I feel nothing but scorn for his beard - it's like a warcrime or something."

BBF: "I've always thought you are a good player but I finally figured out that you are a great player. It's hard to see sometimes because your personality is engaging, sincere and quite charming - to me that is kind of a rare combination."

'Clearly cheating?' I didn't misspeak: you jumped to conclusions. If you'd like to apologize I'll be happy to send you an autographed picture of my ass.

Ass.

I thought I was doing alright before I realized I was losing.

Age and treachery beats youth and vigor every time.

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