
I can’t believe I have to hijack my own fucking thread.

I can’t believe I have to hijack my own fucking thread.
Sorry don’t have PHOTO SHOP otherwise I would put the Mortal Kombat Pic in w/ hello Kitty in it… Saying “It Has Begun!”
I got to go get PHOTOSHOP!!! You guys look like your having so much fun w/ it… Sorry about hi jacking your thread… MBE
" Hi jacking threads since 2/20/03…"
Damnit Fitone, read the words on the picture. I hijacked MY own thread. Hence my saying “I can’t beleive I had to hijack my own thread.” Notice the use of “I” and “my” in the possessive. Now I have to go make more demeaning yet mildly amusing pics of you…

Pirates! Pirates! We don’t need no stinking pirates!

Well, having promised such treats, I intend to deliver.

Do I really need to add anything?
MBE thats Halarious!!! LOL. I know what you were talking about before also You Hi Jaking… Your own thread. Damn I wish I had PHOTOSHOP so I can join in the fun!
I might go look for it and download it tonight maybe I would be joining you guys in all the sillyness tommorow.

Oh, how 'bout the T-Mag Superhero Lineup!

Now you’re scaring the regulars.

Back to the rightful direction of this post. Who but Tom F’n Jones could tear Flair’s head from it’s natural socket? Tom F’n Jones emerges as the true World Champion! Normally it would be proper to tip your hat to this man, but in his honor, “you can leave your hat on!”
The looks on both Flair and Jones’ faces are priceless…

But who should come to the ring to help out his friend Ric Flair? Only the biggest bad-ass to ever live!
Colonel Fuckin’ Sanders

Damn it! The Colonel became invisible again! That scoundral! Now…for the real Colonel Sanders!

mmkay…?

'k…?
I do beleive this thread has reached its maximum idiocy capacity. I am proud of all of you with the exceptions of those whom I have flamed yet are so unrealistically dense that they’ve missed it completely. Having said that, I would like to disgracefully draw this particular thread to a close. Consider it a mere chapter in what will become an epic tale of pure, not-from-concentrate T-laiden and moronic tomfoolery.
MBE: “The fountain of Yeeesh. Since 1465.”