Fandyien, the situation you're in is absolutely nuts. I think the theory that this is just some random thief that got your name from your laptop seems sound to me. Not sure that I have anything more to add; just a bizarre and painful spot to be in, I can only imagine.
I don't have a nemesis, but I got nailed in the tit with a fencing foil two weeks ago
for those of you not going through hormone treatment
it really, really hurts when that happens
it's brutal either way; I was dueling with this guy who had a good 80 pounds and 6 inches on me and he was ruthlessly aggressive
my chest is bruised all to hell, but i still beat that guy
all i had to do was get in close so his ridiculous reach couldn't do anything
there is this other guy in my class who refuses to listen to the instructor and instead spins and flails around like his foil is a fucking keyblade
i say keyblade, because he brings his own foil, and he put a fucking KEYBLADE CHAIN on it
no one ever duels him if they can help it, because he basically ignores all the rules and just acts like a kid with a toy
he's broken his blade like, five times
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I don't have a nemesis, but I got nailed in the tit with a fencing foil two weeks ago
for those of you not going through hormone treatment
it really, really hurts when that happens
it's brutal either way; I was dueling with this guy who had a good 80 pounds and 6 inches on me and he was ruthlessly aggressive
my chest is bruised all to hell, but i still beat that guy
all i had to do was get in close so his ridiculous reach couldn't do anything
there is this other guy in my class who refuses to listen to the instructor and instead spins and flails around like his foil is a fucking keyblade
i say keyblade, because he brings his own foil, and he put a fucking KEYBLADE CHAIN on it
no one ever duels him if they can help it, because he basically ignores all the rules and just acts like a kid with a toy
he's broken his blade like, five times
it's extra special now
but, yeah, hurts like hell either way
I was in a tourney where one of my opponents kept blocking with his arm
fouled on him seven times in a row until he told me to stop hitting him in the arm
to which the director cuts in with: "Well, stop putting it in the way"
all I had to do was shrug and smile
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Let's try and use Sitcom Physics to solve the crime.
If Jerry Seinfeld had found himself in this situation, then who would have--no wait, bad example, the answer would be Newman.
If Dick Solomon had found himself in this situation, then the answer is aliens. Do you know any aliens? It's probably them or possibly Newman again.
If you don't know any aliens or Newman, then sitcom physics dictates that it's either a vengeful ex or somebody you wronged years ago during a high school flashback episode.
Of course, if we're dealing with Soap Opera Physics, then you're screwed. It could be anyone from your dog, to your parents, to your evil long lost son who has somehow aged to his teenage years in the span of a year or two.
If all your situations involve Wayne Knight in some way shape or form then we should go ahead and assume the Monstars are behind this.
Fandy! Recruit Michael Jordan and the Toon Squad to help you.
My best friend's grandfather was one of the people who helped design and construct the A-10.
Awesome! Can he get me a flight? Or even just a guided tour around the factory?
My grandfather says he helped construct a B2 bomber, among other planes.
One of my scoutmasters was a test pilot for the Harrier when it came over to the USMC. Another scoutmaster worked in some capacity with Northrop Grumman, I think?
I would like to take a fencing class. Well, I'd rather take a class on how to fight with long swords and shit but fencing is the closest I can get.
edit: wait, these guys give classes on what I'm looking for: http://www.thearma.org/
edit edit: their uniforms are red and black, that's how you know they're serious
I have multiple knives in my apartment, but I wouldn't use any of them in a fight. Just grab a lamp/maglite/whatever if worse comes to worst, I'm significantly more likely to injure myself than the intruder with a knife.
Why has no one called this jackass on his stupid keyblade chain?
we whisper about him loudly to ourselves
there's this one neckbearded nerd (routinely talks about his d&d campaign loudly and obnoxiously as if it makes him cooler) who i cannot beat
not from lack of skill, but because he enrages me so much I forget that the strategy that works best for me is making them come to me
its not the nerdiness, or the neckbeard
it's the goddamn smugness that he radiates whenever he beats someone, and the sheer stupidity of his excuses whenever he loses
i think he accused me of cheating once in a tournament and the guy calling the match just told him to shut the fuck up and go sit WHERE THE DOUBLE LOSERS SIT
i was in the loser's bracket you see
lost my first match because it was against a tiny little girl who contained in her small frame the fury of the sun. i mistakenly tried to match her pace, and ended up in the loser's bracket. also it was 7 in the morning and that's an exhausting time for me.
i beat her when i faced her in that bracket, and ended up getting third place. yayyy
this is my fencing story. God i hate that ginger neckbeard.
Why has no one called this jackass on his stupid keyblade chain?
we whisper about him loudly to ourselves
there's this one neckbearded nerd (routinely talks about his d&d campaign loudly and obnoxiously as if it makes him cooler) who i cannot beat
not from lack of skill, but because he enrages me so much I forget that the strategy that works best for me is making them come to me
its not the nerdiness, or the neckbeard
it's the goddamn smugness that he radiates whenever he beats someone, and the sheer stupidity of his excuses whenever he loses
i think he accused me of cheating once in a tournament and the guy calling the match just told him to shut the fuck up and go sit WHERE THE DOUBLE LOSERS SIT
i was in the loser's bracket you see
lost my first match because it was against a tiny little girl who contained in her small frame the fury of the sun. i mistakenly tried to match her pace, and ended up in the loser's bracket. also it was 7 in the morning and that's an exhausting time for me.
i beat her when i faced her in that bracket, and ended up getting third place. yayyy
this is my fencing story. God i hate that ginger neckbeard.
I'm deathly afraid of the tiny and furious fencers
I have to aim down at them and it's guard all the way down from my height
and they're just aiming at my squishy innards
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Why has no one called this jackass on his stupid keyblade chain?
we whisper about him loudly to ourselves
there's this one neckbearded nerd (routinely talks about his d&d campaign loudly and obnoxiously as if it makes him cooler) who i cannot beat
not from lack of skill, but because he enrages me so much I forget that the strategy that works best for me is making them come to me
its not the nerdiness, or the neckbeard
it's the goddamn smugness that he radiates whenever he beats someone, and the sheer stupidity of his excuses whenever he loses
i think he accused me of cheating once in a tournament and the guy calling the match just told him to shut the fuck up and go sit WHERE THE DOUBLE LOSERS SIT
i was in the loser's bracket you see
lost my first match because it was against a tiny little girl who contained in her small frame the fury of the sun. i mistakenly tried to match her pace, and ended up in the loser's bracket. also it was 7 in the morning and that's an exhausting time for me.
i beat her when i faced her in that bracket, and ended up getting third place. yayyy
this is my fencing story. God i hate that ginger neckbeard.
I'm deathly afraid of the tiny and furious fencers
I have to aim down at them and it's guard all the way down from my height
and they're just aiming at my squishy innards
god i know. people my height, i can handle, people who are taller i can handle easily, but 2 small 2 furious is 2 hard
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Awesome! Can he get me a flight? Or even just a guided tour around the factory?
My grandfather says he helped construct a B2 bomber, among other planes.
Who are you? Your not @Omegatofuninja @Fire_Truck or @Arturus
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it's brutal either way; I was dueling with this guy who had a good 80 pounds and 6 inches on me and he was ruthlessly aggressive
my chest is bruised all to hell, but i still beat that guy
all i had to do was get in close so his ridiculous reach couldn't do anything
there is this other guy in my class who refuses to listen to the instructor and instead spins and flails around like his foil is a fucking keyblade
i say keyblade, because he brings his own foil, and he put a fucking KEYBLADE CHAIN on it
no one ever duels him if they can help it, because he basically ignores all the rules and just acts like a kid with a toy
he's broken his blade like, five times
a lot of their stuff is absurd
but to be fair, their folding utility knives are really well-made and reasonably priced
it's extra special now
but, yeah, hurts like hell either way
I was in a tourney where one of my opponents kept blocking with his arm
fouled on him seven times in a row until he told me to stop hitting him in the arm
to which the director cuts in with: "Well, stop putting it in the way"
all I had to do was shrug and smile
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I shouldn't just gloss over that keyblade chain
jesus fucking christ
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Ahahahahaha, I always wondered if someone could take something as cool as fencing and make it dumb. I guess someone has.
If all your situations involve Wayne Knight in some way shape or form then we should go ahead and assume the Monstars are behind this.
Fandy! Recruit Michael Jordan and the Toon Squad to help you.
Coran Attack!
heck, or teacher would probably stop a bout to tell him to take that silly thing off
sweet old lady, the top of her just clears the bottom of my rib cage
but, man, she can chew out someone without even raising her voice
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That is my absolute favorite airplane of all time, and I'm an aerodynamicist.
And back to the OP: Dude, that sucks! I hope it's something innocuous.
One of my scoutmasters was a test pilot for the Harrier when it came over to the USMC. Another scoutmaster worked in some capacity with Northrop Grumman, I think?
My personal favorite plane is this guy:
I would like to take a fencing class. Well, I'd rather take a class on how to fight with long swords and shit but fencing is the closest I can get.
edit: wait, these guys give classes on what I'm looking for: http://www.thearma.org/
edit edit: their uniforms are red and black, that's how you know they're serious
same
Sharp things and I don't always get along
we whisper about him loudly to ourselves
there's this one neckbearded nerd (routinely talks about his d&d campaign loudly and obnoxiously as if it makes him cooler) who i cannot beat
not from lack of skill, but because he enrages me so much I forget that the strategy that works best for me is making them come to me
its not the nerdiness, or the neckbeard
it's the goddamn smugness that he radiates whenever he beats someone, and the sheer stupidity of his excuses whenever he loses
i think he accused me of cheating once in a tournament and the guy calling the match just told him to shut the fuck up and go sit WHERE THE DOUBLE LOSERS SIT
i was in the loser's bracket you see
lost my first match because it was against a tiny little girl who contained in her small frame the fury of the sun. i mistakenly tried to match her pace, and ended up in the loser's bracket. also it was 7 in the morning and that's an exhausting time for me.
i beat her when i faced her in that bracket, and ended up getting third place. yayyy
this is my fencing story. God i hate that ginger neckbeard.
Whoosh
Did you see it? Of course you didn't! Mach 3.2 bitches
yeah im pretty happy with how it turned out
i'd like to thank our lord and savior jesus christ
i knew that yoga pants existed for a reason
yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes best plane ever
I'm deathly afraid of the tiny and furious fencers
I have to aim down at them and it's guard all the way down from my height
and they're just aiming at my squishy innards
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This is important
If you are ever taking out your garbage
And someone announces that it is garbage day
Do not turn to face them
Uh-oh I accidentally deleted my signature. Uh-oh!!
I saw the one at the Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum and it is an impressive plane to behold up close.
god i know. people my height, i can handle, people who are taller i can handle easily, but 2 small 2 furious is 2 hard
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i managed to touch one at the kalamazoo air zoo