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OK so I got really bored and wrote some stuff. In addition, it’s all sorta copyrighted.
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En Guard! One might say here in the realm of FOG
But if we ever see clear – see the light shows
The boffins behind E3 – of course they know
A really good game that might involve some grog
But from pasture to pasture as Miyamoto flies
Out of the window, into the air, facing deadly skies
Isn’t it obvious that ponce Gates is too keen
But crack the dark whip when Diablo attacks
MMORPGs cause light to refract
Halo exploits ways that in future will be seen
But Final Fantasy waits in the alley
Along with Super Smash Brothers Melee
So come here, riding on a dark rampant horse
For beware the ides of the dark 24th.
---------------------
If you go down to FOG today be sure you’re in disguise
If you go down to FOG today be ready for a big surprise
‘Cos if you go down to FOG today
Turn around and run away
Because the notables are coming with really big axes to maul you!
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Lara Croft, Link and Conker were all stranded on a desert island after being in a big plane crash. They’d only survived by swimming two miles to the only land they could see – a lonely palm tree in the middle of nowhere. For three days and nights, all three were hungry and thirsty, for they had no food or drink. No fish were swimming – no sea gulls were circling.
On the forth-early morn, Lara was pacing, trying to think of what to do. Link was holding up his sword in the light, and Conker was randomly cursing, as he always does. Nevertheless, Link saw a reflection from his sword. At first, he didn’t think much of it, until he decided to turn round, and look across the dune – a bottle! Without hesitation, Link sprinted for the bottle. A lifeline?
Link held up the bottle – it was a can of lager! They’d all waited for a moment like this, and Link being the kind gentleman that he is, decided to share it with the other two.
After much debating, it was decided that they would all have a third each. As Link was getting any good from Zelda, it was decided that Lara should drink the fist third. Link would drink the second, and Conker the third. Conker wasn’t too happy about this, but he knew that so they would die, and he’d have to see the cantankerous Gregg (again).
Lara decided not to drink that day, or that night either, and so the group went to sleep in front of the palm tree. Next morning, Lara felt by her side – the can wasn’t there! She turned around, expecting not to see it, but nevertheless it was in the hands of Conker – empty. Lara woke Link and told him the news. Link went mad – as mad as a madman. He pulled his sword, put it across Conker’s throat, and woke him.
“What the f*&% did you do that for, you b(*&)*!”
“What happened to the lager, squirrel?”
“Oh f^$&. Well, while you guys were b(*&^% asleep I felt thirsty, and to drink my third I had to drink through b£”$!”£ yours!”
“God damn squirrel!”
They all died. All because of one squirrels failure to control his alcoholism. Now let that be a lesson to you.
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7-3-3
Is the place to be
According to X-box
But never mind
Those trailing behind
Could end up at Fort Knox
Yet gamecube stares in the face of danger
Looking up to Microsoft, the newbie stranger
What to see, what to do
But first came along PS2!
In its infancy, it bawled
Before finding its feet, it started to crawl
Three hundred was the best
It seemed better than all the rest
Yet lithium spilled
Cracks were unfilled
And it slumped,
Shipped to the dump
And along came fear.
Challenging the new
Came in the form of 2
Namely X-box and gamecube
Both with power, games to boot
They want to make the money, steal the loot
While Nintendo laugh and Sony cry
Start to wonder how and why
Storms from the present and storms from the past
Fail to make the PS2 last
Nintendo have released
A console not yet deceased
With all their endeavors entailed
It promises to be
But don’t ask me
Consoles having to be airmailed
Yet with reports of games
Not being that lame
And then up comes Rare,
Not there to scare
Promising a lot of games I dare say
For the GC is released in the UK!
Luigi’s Mansion and Stars Wars Rogue Squadron
All brewed up in a nice, big cauldron
4-0-5 with gecko technology
It may to become a complete anthology
Microsoft are new on the log
Helping out, here on FOG
By providing incite, wisdom and maturity
In your face BG, you got no authority!
You ponce around in a big grey suit
Making a lot of money pretending to be cute
You’re really a geek
Really mild and really meek
Why don’t you help out Beirut?
Yet the X-box is the fastest
Neatly and properly sculpted
Primarily designed with windows
That’s not exactly one of the heroes
Yet with speed and strength
On the same wavelength
Only at £200.
So the battle ensues
Two are going to lose
Who will sell?
Can you tell?
Who’s your best?
The problem needs to be addressed
What can you afford?
Who has prescored?
Who offers the most?
And who has almost
The best or the worst, it’s your decision
Who’s top of the premier division?
JCSuperstar: The Saviour of Souls
----------
En Guard! One might say here in the realm of FOG
But if we ever see clear – see the light shows
The boffins behind E3 – of course they know
A really good game that might involve some grog
But from pasture to pasture as Miyamoto flies
Out of the window, into the air, facing deadly skies
Isn’t it obvious that ponce Gates is too keen
But crack the dark whip when Diablo attacks
MMORPGs cause light to refract
Halo exploits ways that in future will be seen
But Final Fantasy waits in the alley
Along with Super Smash Brothers Melee
So come here, riding on a dark rampant horse
For beware the ides of the dark 24th.
---------------------
If you go down to FOG today be sure you’re in disguise
If you go down to FOG today be ready for a big surprise
‘Cos if you go down to FOG today
Turn around and run away
Because the notables are coming with really big axes to maul you!
-------------------
Lara Croft, Link and Conker were all stranded on a desert island after being in a big plane crash. They’d only survived by swimming two miles to the only land they could see – a lonely palm tree in the middle of nowhere. For three days and nights, all three were hungry and thirsty, for they had no food or drink. No fish were swimming – no sea gulls were circling.
On the forth-early morn, Lara was pacing, trying to think of what to do. Link was holding up his sword in the light, and Conker was randomly cursing, as he always does. Nevertheless, Link saw a reflection from his sword. At first, he didn’t think much of it, until he decided to turn round, and look across the dune – a bottle! Without hesitation, Link sprinted for the bottle. A lifeline?
Link held up the bottle – it was a can of lager! They’d all waited for a moment like this, and Link being the kind gentleman that he is, decided to share it with the other two.
After much debating, it was decided that they would all have a third each. As Link was getting any good from Zelda, it was decided that Lara should drink the fist third. Link would drink the second, and Conker the third. Conker wasn’t too happy about this, but he knew that so they would die, and he’d have to see the cantankerous Gregg (again).
Lara decided not to drink that day, or that night either, and so the group went to sleep in front of the palm tree. Next morning, Lara felt by her side – the can wasn’t there! She turned around, expecting not to see it, but nevertheless it was in the hands of Conker – empty. Lara woke Link and told him the news. Link went mad – as mad as a madman. He pulled his sword, put it across Conker’s throat, and woke him.
“What the f*&% did you do that for, you b(*&)*!”
“What happened to the lager, squirrel?”
“Oh f^$&. Well, while you guys were b(*&^% asleep I felt thirsty, and to drink my third I had to drink through b£”$!”£ yours!”
“God damn squirrel!”
They all died. All because of one squirrels failure to control his alcoholism. Now let that be a lesson to you.
---------------------------------
7-3-3
Is the place to be
According to X-box
But never mind
Those trailing behind
Could end up at Fort Knox
Yet gamecube stares in the face of danger
Looking up to Microsoft, the newbie stranger
What to see, what to do
But first came along PS2!
In its infancy, it bawled
Before finding its feet, it started to crawl
Three hundred was the best
It seemed better than all the rest
Yet lithium spilled
Cracks were unfilled
And it slumped,
Shipped to the dump
And along came fear.
Challenging the new
Came in the form of 2
Namely X-box and gamecube
Both with power, games to boot
They want to make the money, steal the loot
While Nintendo laugh and Sony cry
Start to wonder how and why
Storms from the present and storms from the past
Fail to make the PS2 last
Nintendo have released
A console not yet deceased
With all their endeavors entailed
It promises to be
But don’t ask me
Consoles having to be airmailed
Yet with reports of games
Not being that lame
And then up comes Rare,
Not there to scare
Promising a lot of games I dare say
For the GC is released in the UK!
Luigi’s Mansion and Stars Wars Rogue Squadron
All brewed up in a nice, big cauldron
4-0-5 with gecko technology
It may to become a complete anthology
Microsoft are new on the log
Helping out, here on FOG
By providing incite, wisdom and maturity
In your face BG, you got no authority!
You ponce around in a big grey suit
Making a lot of money pretending to be cute
You’re really a geek
Really mild and really meek
Why don’t you help out Beirut?
Yet the X-box is the fastest
Neatly and properly sculpted
Primarily designed with windows
That’s not exactly one of the heroes
Yet with speed and strength
On the same wavelength
Only at £200.
So the battle ensues
Two are going to lose
Who will sell?
Can you tell?
Who’s your best?
The problem needs to be addressed
What can you afford?
Who has prescored?
Who offers the most?
And who has almost
The best or the worst, it’s your decision
Who’s top of the premier division?
JCSuperstar: The Saviour of Souls
Vote Nintendo Vote Dringo!
So you guys have aboslutely NO sense of humour?
It would've been reasonable if you didn't appriciate poetry?
It would've been reasonable if you didn't appriciate poetry?
Mixture of lyrics/jokes. Basically, crap!
What was that all about!??
What was that all about!??
*scratches head* wtf?
Yes erm ha ha ha....
Vote Nintendo Vote Dringo.
Vote Nintendo Vote Dringo.
OK so I got really bored and wrote some stuff. In addition, it’s all sorta copyrighted.
----------
En Guard! One might say here in the realm of FOG
But if we ever see clear – see the light shows
The boffins behind E3 – of course they know
A really good game that might involve some grog
But from pasture to pasture as Miyamoto flies
Out of the window, into the air, facing deadly skies
Isn’t it obvious that ponce Gates is too keen
But crack the dark whip when Diablo attacks
MMORPGs cause light to refract
Halo exploits ways that in future will be seen
But Final Fantasy waits in the alley
Along with Super Smash Brothers Melee
So come here, riding on a dark rampant horse
For beware the ides of the dark 24th.
---------------------
If you go down to FOG today be sure you’re in disguise
If you go down to FOG today be ready for a big surprise
‘Cos if you go down to FOG today
Turn around and run away
Because the notables are coming with really big axes to maul you!
-------------------
Lara Croft, Link and Conker were all stranded on a desert island after being in a big plane crash. They’d only survived by swimming two miles to the only land they could see – a lonely palm tree in the middle of nowhere. For three days and nights, all three were hungry and thirsty, for they had no food or drink. No fish were swimming – no sea gulls were circling.
On the forth-early morn, Lara was pacing, trying to think of what to do. Link was holding up his sword in the light, and Conker was randomly cursing, as he always does. Nevertheless, Link saw a reflection from his sword. At first, he didn’t think much of it, until he decided to turn round, and look across the dune – a bottle! Without hesitation, Link sprinted for the bottle. A lifeline?
Link held up the bottle – it was a can of lager! They’d all waited for a moment like this, and Link being the kind gentleman that he is, decided to share it with the other two.
After much debating, it was decided that they would all have a third each. As Link was getting any good from Zelda, it was decided that Lara should drink the fist third. Link would drink the second, and Conker the third. Conker wasn’t too happy about this, but he knew that so they would die, and he’d have to see the cantankerous Gregg (again).
Lara decided not to drink that day, or that night either, and so the group went to sleep in front of the palm tree. Next morning, Lara felt by her side – the can wasn’t there! She turned around, expecting not to see it, but nevertheless it was in the hands of Conker – empty. Lara woke Link and told him the news. Link went mad – as mad as a madman. He pulled his sword, put it across Conker’s throat, and woke him.
“What the f*&% did you do that for, you b(*&)*!”
“What happened to the lager, squirrel?”
“Oh f^$&. Well, while you guys were b(*&^% asleep I felt thirsty, and to drink my third I had to drink through b£”$!”£ yours!”
“God damn squirrel!”
They all died. All because of one squirrels failure to control his alcoholism. Now let that be a lesson to you.
---------------------------------
7-3-3
Is the place to be
According to X-box
But never mind
Those trailing behind
Could end up at Fort Knox
Yet gamecube stares in the face of danger
Looking up to Microsoft, the newbie stranger
What to see, what to do
But first came along PS2!
In its infancy, it bawled
Before finding its feet, it started to crawl
Three hundred was the best
It seemed better than all the rest
Yet lithium spilled
Cracks were unfilled
And it slumped,
Shipped to the dump
And along came fear.
Challenging the new
Came in the form of 2
Namely X-box and gamecube
Both with power, games to boot
They want to make the money, steal the loot
While Nintendo laugh and Sony cry
Start to wonder how and why
Storms from the present and storms from the past
Fail to make the PS2 last
Nintendo have released
A console not yet deceased
With all their endeavors entailed
It promises to be
But don’t ask me
Consoles having to be airmailed
Yet with reports of games
Not being that lame
And then up comes Rare,
Not there to scare
Promising a lot of games I dare say
For the GC is released in the UK!
Luigi’s Mansion and Stars Wars Rogue Squadron
All brewed up in a nice, big cauldron
4-0-5 with gecko technology
It may to become a complete anthology
Microsoft are new on the log
Helping out, here on FOG
By providing incite, wisdom and maturity
In your face BG, you got no authority!
You ponce around in a big grey suit
Making a lot of money pretending to be cute
You’re really a geek
Really mild and really meek
Why don’t you help out Beirut?
Yet the X-box is the fastest
Neatly and properly sculpted
Primarily designed with windows
That’s not exactly one of the heroes
Yet with speed and strength
On the same wavelength
Only at £200.
So the battle ensues
Two are going to lose
Who will sell?
Can you tell?
Who’s your best?
The problem needs to be addressed
What can you afford?
Who has prescored?
Who offers the most?
And who has almost
The best or the worst, it’s your decision
Who’s top of the premier division?
JCSuperstar: The Saviour of Souls
----------
En Guard! One might say here in the realm of FOG
But if we ever see clear – see the light shows
The boffins behind E3 – of course they know
A really good game that might involve some grog
But from pasture to pasture as Miyamoto flies
Out of the window, into the air, facing deadly skies
Isn’t it obvious that ponce Gates is too keen
But crack the dark whip when Diablo attacks
MMORPGs cause light to refract
Halo exploits ways that in future will be seen
But Final Fantasy waits in the alley
Along with Super Smash Brothers Melee
So come here, riding on a dark rampant horse
For beware the ides of the dark 24th.
---------------------
If you go down to FOG today be sure you’re in disguise
If you go down to FOG today be ready for a big surprise
‘Cos if you go down to FOG today
Turn around and run away
Because the notables are coming with really big axes to maul you!
-------------------
Lara Croft, Link and Conker were all stranded on a desert island after being in a big plane crash. They’d only survived by swimming two miles to the only land they could see – a lonely palm tree in the middle of nowhere. For three days and nights, all three were hungry and thirsty, for they had no food or drink. No fish were swimming – no sea gulls were circling.
On the forth-early morn, Lara was pacing, trying to think of what to do. Link was holding up his sword in the light, and Conker was randomly cursing, as he always does. Nevertheless, Link saw a reflection from his sword. At first, he didn’t think much of it, until he decided to turn round, and look across the dune – a bottle! Without hesitation, Link sprinted for the bottle. A lifeline?
Link held up the bottle – it was a can of lager! They’d all waited for a moment like this, and Link being the kind gentleman that he is, decided to share it with the other two.
After much debating, it was decided that they would all have a third each. As Link was getting any good from Zelda, it was decided that Lara should drink the fist third. Link would drink the second, and Conker the third. Conker wasn’t too happy about this, but he knew that so they would die, and he’d have to see the cantankerous Gregg (again).
Lara decided not to drink that day, or that night either, and so the group went to sleep in front of the palm tree. Next morning, Lara felt by her side – the can wasn’t there! She turned around, expecting not to see it, but nevertheless it was in the hands of Conker – empty. Lara woke Link and told him the news. Link went mad – as mad as a madman. He pulled his sword, put it across Conker’s throat, and woke him.
“What the f*&% did you do that for, you b(*&)*!”
“What happened to the lager, squirrel?”
“Oh f^$&. Well, while you guys were b(*&^% asleep I felt thirsty, and to drink my third I had to drink through b£”$!”£ yours!”
“God damn squirrel!”
They all died. All because of one squirrels failure to control his alcoholism. Now let that be a lesson to you.
---------------------------------
7-3-3
Is the place to be
According to X-box
But never mind
Those trailing behind
Could end up at Fort Knox
Yet gamecube stares in the face of danger
Looking up to Microsoft, the newbie stranger
What to see, what to do
But first came along PS2!
In its infancy, it bawled
Before finding its feet, it started to crawl
Three hundred was the best
It seemed better than all the rest
Yet lithium spilled
Cracks were unfilled
And it slumped,
Shipped to the dump
And along came fear.
Challenging the new
Came in the form of 2
Namely X-box and gamecube
Both with power, games to boot
They want to make the money, steal the loot
While Nintendo laugh and Sony cry
Start to wonder how and why
Storms from the present and storms from the past
Fail to make the PS2 last
Nintendo have released
A console not yet deceased
With all their endeavors entailed
It promises to be
But don’t ask me
Consoles having to be airmailed
Yet with reports of games
Not being that lame
And then up comes Rare,
Not there to scare
Promising a lot of games I dare say
For the GC is released in the UK!
Luigi’s Mansion and Stars Wars Rogue Squadron
All brewed up in a nice, big cauldron
4-0-5 with gecko technology
It may to become a complete anthology
Microsoft are new on the log
Helping out, here on FOG
By providing incite, wisdom and maturity
In your face BG, you got no authority!
You ponce around in a big grey suit
Making a lot of money pretending to be cute
You’re really a geek
Really mild and really meek
Why don’t you help out Beirut?
Yet the X-box is the fastest
Neatly and properly sculpted
Primarily designed with windows
That’s not exactly one of the heroes
Yet with speed and strength
On the same wavelength
Only at £200.
So the battle ensues
Two are going to lose
Who will sell?
Can you tell?
Who’s your best?
The problem needs to be addressed
What can you afford?
Who has prescored?
Who offers the most?
And who has almost
The best or the worst, it’s your decision
Who’s top of the premier division?
JCSuperstar: The Saviour of Souls