Here is a preview of what is scheduled for the broadcast (card is subject to change):

- It will be a "Battle Of The Playboy Models" on "iMPACT!" as Christy Hemme battles Traci Brooks in TNA Knockouts action! Winner gets to sleep with Kurt Angle. Loser gets to sleep with Kurt Angle. EVERYBODY WINS!

- There will be an X Division Ladder Match with Amazing Red vs. Sheik Bashir vs. Kiyoshi vs. Consequences Creed vs. "Black Machismo" Jay Lethal.

- TNA World Heavyweight Champion "The Phenomenal" AJ Styles and "The Icon" Sting will take part in a special interview to discuss AJ's World Title win, Bound For Glory and so much more!

- Plus, leader of the Main Event Mafia, Kurt Angle, will battle Hernandez in their first-ever TNA Wrestling match! ...except for the two times they already have...

All this and much more on Thursday's huge "iMPACT!" on Spike, plus more news on the October 18 "Bound For Glory" Pay-Per-View spectacular!

All that and several more interviews, plus I'm fairly sure they said something about Kevin Nash against Dr. Stevie Richards too. We might found out more about why Mick Foley beat up a homeless man last week...I mean, Abyss.

Yawn.

COPS TNA 3 will be here tomorrow, and frankly....I think it might be the best one ever and I might have to retire it. I don't think I can top this. Twists, turns, and the unexpected that would make M. Night Shamalamadingdong crap his pants.

AWESOME!!! You really should post all three on VRWHBG, they're perfect.

Octoberfest has more beer and less douchebaggery than Summerfest.

(10-01-2009 09:32 AM)drowgoddess Wrote:  Octoberfest has more beer and less douchebaggery than Summerfest.

True, but you probably have to be REALLY drunk to write Summerfest.

AHHHH!

There will be a slight delay on COPS TNA, as uhhh...when I finished it...I forgot to SAVE THE DAMN THING.

It should be up by Impact.

(10-01-2009 06:50 PM)The Green Teabagger Wrote:  AHHHH!

There will be a slight delay on COPS TNA, as uhhh...when I finished it...I forgot to SAVE THE DAMN THING.

It should be up by Impact.

I've done that on show reviews before. I hate when that happens.

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Check.

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COPS! TNA 3


*opening theme*





Announcer: Sergeant G-Bag and Officer JT are two of the brave police officers that protect and serve the citizens of TNA Town, Florida. The citizens include the wrestlers of Total Nonstop Action Wrestling, their families, and their fans. These are a few of their stories.


(Scene begins as Sgt. G-Bag is briefing other officers at the stationhouse.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Okay, ladies and gentleman. First of all, lets welcome back Officer JT from his suspenion for shocking Eric Young's balls......again.

(Some mild applause)

Officer JT: Thanks everyone. Lt. Kat won't let me carry tasers anymore so it shouldn't be an issue again. BURP!

G-Bag: Are you going to AA meetings too?

JT: What for?

G-Bag: Goddammit. Nevermind.

JT: Sweet. Drinks are on me, fellas.

(Officer JT pulls out a case of beer.)

G-Bag: No. No. No! We're on duty. How the hell did you get that in here? Nevermind. Look, we need to talk about some of things going on here. First, I got a call from the evidence room that some of Taylor Wilde's undergarments are missing from when that burglar broke in to her apartment.

Did anyone take them for some reason?

(Everyone in the room shrugs along with some slight murmuring.)

So no one has any idea where her panties are?

No one?

(Sgt. G-Bag looks to the back of the room where Officer Chris Cooley is sitting. G-Bag notices something unusual.)

Officer Cooley, why do you have your hat on?

(Officer Cooley looks up nervously.)

Officer Cooley: No reason. No reason at all.

G-Bag: What is that under your hat?

Cooley: Nothing. I don't have anything under my hat.

G-Bag: Nothing. Nothing under your hat at all?

(Officer Cooley shakes his head no.)

G-Bag: Really? Would you mind taking your hat off then?

Cooley: Yes.......Yes, I would.

G-Bag: That wasn't a question, Officer Cooley.

(Officer Cooley starts going toward the door.)

Stop, Cooley!

(Officer Cooley stops and turns around.)

Officer JT, please take off Officer Cooley's hat.

Cooley: Don't bother. Damn it.

(Officer Cooley removes his hat. There are a pair of panties sitting on his head monogrammed with the initals T.W.)

G-Bag: Damn it, Cooley. That's evidence. You can't just take evidence out.

Cooley: Oh, come on. We have a dozen pairs down there. I couldn't help myself. They smell so good, and they're so comfortable on my head and my....(Cooley stops)

G-Bag: Your what?

Damn it, tell me you're not wearing a pair of them.

Cooley: I'm not?

....

....

...

Fine. I'm wearing a pair of them too.

G-Bag: I have to write you up. Officers, take Officer Cooley down to the locker room and get those panties back.

(Officer Cooley and two other officers leave the room.)

Great, tainted evidence. There goes that case. Someone call Aaron Wood's attorney and let him know he's getting out.


(A few hours later...)

(Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT are out on patrol.)

Officer JT: I can't believe Officer Cooley took her panties. BURP!

Sgt. G-Bag: I hate letting perps go because of stupid police misconduct. It's ridiculous.

Officer JT: What the hell is that?

Sgt. G-Bag: Oh no. I was afraid of this. JT, it looks like he's at it again.

Officer JT: Fuck.

(Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT pull over to the side of road and get out of the car to find Jay Lethal, Cody Deaner, Madison Rayne, and RYTMAN laying on the ground all grabbing their ankles.)

Sgt. G-Bag: (on the radio) We need EMTs on X-Divison Avenue. We've got four people down with injured ankles. Angle's at it again. Call out the force.

Officer JT: Why does he do this every time he loses the World Title?

Sgt. G-Bag: Because he's a 4 year old in a 40 year old body who just had his favorite toy taken away from him.

Officer JT: We got EMTs on the way. We'll wait here and help till they get here.

Jay Lethal: The hell with that. Go find Angle and bring him down.

Cody Deaner: He broke The Deaner's ankle.

Officer JT: Okay, no more third person out of you.

RYTMAN: That bald son of an ass put me in the anklelock until I tapped out.

Sgt. G-Bag: That's what Angle does. What a whiny bitch.

(EMTs arrive on the scene.)

Okay, they're here. JT, we got to get moving to find Angle.

Officer JT: Right.

(EMTs treat the four victims while G-Bag and JT get back in their vehicle and continue the hunt for Kurt Angle.)

(A few minutes later of pursuit, they slow down a bit and stare off to the left where Booker T is hanging upside down from a tree. Drowgoddess, Alex Shelley, and Chris Sabin appear to be throwing various produce at Book.)

Officer JT: Did Alex Shelley just throw broccoli at Booker T?

Sgt. G-Bag: Yeah, and those are tomatoes Drow is throwing.

Officer JT: Shouldn't we do something?

Sgt. G-Bag: With Kurt Angle running around, Book isn't getting hurt. We'll come back around. But....(shouting out the window to Drow and the MCMGs)...HEY!! Kurt Angle's on the loose and giving everyone anklelocks. Get back in your houses and lock the door.

(Drowgoddess waves at Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT. The three turn to run into Drow's house. Chris Sabin turns back around and throws one more tomato at Booker. Sabin then runs into the house too.)

Officer JT: Shouldn't we have made them cut Booker down?

Sgt. G-Bag: With Kurt Angle on the loose, they have to worry about their own safety first. Plus Angle won't go after Booker right now. He's in the Main Event Mafia too.

Officer JT: Fine by me.

(Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT drive off leaving Booker T tied to the tree.

A few minutes later, they spot an injured Anthony Analog screaming and limping on the street. They pull over to assist.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Anthony, you all right? Kurt got you too?

Anthony Analog: I was just sitting outside, man. Getting ready to eat my lunch, and then that bastard Angle showed up and....aw fuck.....

Officer JT: What?

Anthony Analog: Angle ruined my burrito!!!!

Sgt. G-Bag: Get in the car, Anthony. EMTs aren't far away. They're just up ahead treating James Storm, Robert Roode, Sarita, Kip James, and cliffffside.

Anthony Analog: Kip James sucks.

Sgt. G-Bag: I know, but we still have to help all the citizens no matter how much suck they have.

(A car drives up to Sgt. G-Bag, Officer JT, and Anthony Analog. The driver rolls down the window.)

Anthony Analog: What the hell are you doing here?!

(The person in the car is the current and the only straight-edge World Heavyweight Champion for WWE's Smackdown brand, C.M. Punk.)

C.M. Punk: Hey, fellas. I need directions to Samoa Joe's house. I just want to hold this up (shows the World Heavyweight Title belt) and laugh for an hour. Is he (points at Anthony) okay? Wait...G-Bag? Damn, is that you? You're still doing this shit?

Sgt. G-Bag: Yeah, I am. Someone has to keep the streets clean since you left the force. But now isn't the time to tool around here, C. Kurt Angle lost his title and he's acting like a little bitch.

C.M. Punk: I know. I saw him anklelocking Mike Tenay a few minutes ago.

Sgt. G-Bag: Did you call for help?

C.M. Punk: Why? I left the force remember?

Sgt. G-Bag: Good grief. Well, look. Joe's on Main Event Mafia Main Street now a few miles north. Just let him know you're coming. The security might not let you in the gate.

C.M. Punk: Cool, thanks G-Bag. Get that guy some help, huh?

Sgt. G-Bag: Get out of here, Punk.

Officer JT: BURP!

(After dropping Analog off with the EMTs, Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT are driving around looking for Angle or more victims when the radio sounds off.....)

Christy (on radio): Car 1414, come in. Over. It's an emergency.

Sgt. G-Bag: Copy, Christy, and when isn't it an emergency?

Christy (on radio): Well, this one might be worse than usual for you anyway.

Sgt. G-Bag: What's going on?

Christy (on radio): I'm going to hand it off to Lieutenant Kat.

Officer JT: That's not good news.

Lt. Kat (on radio): Sergeant G-Bag?

Sgt. G-Bag: We're still here, Lieutenant. What's going on?

Lt. Kat (on radio): Your car is closest anyway, but....

Sgt. G-Bag: Closest to what?

Lt. Kat (on radio): There's report of a incidient involving Kurt Angle at the 'I Scream for Ice Cream'

(Sgt. G-Bag takes a deep breath.)

Officer JT: You alright, Sarge?

Sgt. G-Bag: We'll be right there, Lieutenant. (turns off radio) JT...I might kill Angle. You might have to take the lead if we find him.

Officer JT: Take the lead? If he hurt...

Sgt. G-Bag (interrupts): Don't even say it. Just don't....

(Two minutes and lots of speeding later, Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT arrive at The 'I Scream for Ice Cream' Shoppe. The pair of officers run into the shop where Abyss and AyatollahBlassie are down grabbing their ankles, and Alissa Flash is sitting on a chair with her foot propped up and her ankle is badly swollen.)

Daffney (from the back): I'm coming with some ice for the swelling, Alissa.

(Daffney comes out from the back with an icepack.)

Daffney: G-Bag! You're here. Yay!

(Daffney runs up to Sgt. G-Bag and gives him a hug and a kiss.*** She also gives Officer JT a hug.)

Baby, it was terrible. Angle came in here ranting about gold medals, World Titles, something about a burrito, and talked about Brock Lesnar. Then he started beating everyone up. I locked myself in the office to make sure he didn't get me, but I couldn't help Abyss, Alissa, and AyatollahBlassie.

Alissa: Abyss was just sitting there eating the Neapolitan Cone I gave him when Angle came in. Abyss started crying when Angle knocked the cone down. He was first to get anklelocked.

Abyss (crying): He ruined my cone.

AyatollahBlassie: I tried to stop him by smashing a stool over him. He just slammed me and tried to break my ankle, then he grabbed Alissa for no reason.

Alissa: I begged him not to break it, even after I tapped out.

Sgt. G-Bag: EMTs are five minutes away at best and that ankle looks like hell. JT, we got to relieve the swelling before they get here. Daffney, hun, put those icepacks away. It won't help for what we need. JT, go with Daffney and get some rags, warm compresses, and gloves if you have them. When you come back out....actually, give the icepacks to Ayatollah and Abyss.

(JT and Daffney return with the items asked for, and Sgt. G-Bag has his swiss army knife out. Sgt. G-Bag proceeds to cut out a large hole in one of the rags and wraps Alissa's ankle with the rag and then puts a few more rags under it. Sgt. G-Bag puts a pair of gloves on.)

G-Bag: Alissa, I'm not going to lie. This is going to hurt like hell. Probably worse than Angle's anklelock, but if I don't do this there is a chance for permanent damage or worse. JT, give her your hat to bite on.

Alissa: What are you going to do exactly?

G-Bag: I'm going to cut it, heat it with the compresses, and hopefully drain out as much pus as I can. I'm going to have to dig in there with the knife a few times. I just wish I could numb it for you. I've had this done to my hand before, and believe me it hurts. A LOT!

(Officer JT gives Alissa his hat.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Are you ready, Alissa?

Daffney: Be careful, babe.

Sgt. G-Bag: I will, but get a mop.

Alissa: Do it.

Sgt. G-Bag: Here goes nothing.

(Sgt. G-Bag proceed to cut into the swelling. Alissa screams while biting into Officer JT's hat. Sgt. G-Bag covers the swelling, except for the cut, with the warm compress and proceeds to massage the wound. Pus and blood come flowing out at an alarming pace for a few minutes. Sgt. G-Bag occasionally uses the knife to continue opening the swelling.)

AyatollahBlassie: Is that supposed to flow and shoot like that?

Sgt. G-Bag: I'd be a lot more worried if nothing was coming out.

(EMTs arrive on the scene and take over for Sgt. G-Bag.)

(A few minutes later, Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT are driving Daffney back to her apartment.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Daff, I'm sorry I wasn't able to give you a heads up about Angle.

Daffney: Its not your fault, hon. It's all that turdbox Angle's fault.

Sgt. G-Bag: We're bringing him down. Tonight. One way or the other. I won't be there until I have that son of a bitch in handcuffs.

Officer JT: I won't rest either until Angle is caught.

Daffney: You two get him and I've got a special surprise for the both of you. G-Bag....I bought some new underwear you haven't seen yet.

Sgt. G-Bag: You wear underwear?

Daffney: Touche, and JT. I have four words for you.

Officer JT: What is it?

Daffney: I have a new flavor ice cream, just for you.

Sgt. G-Bag: You managed to make it? You're going to love this JT.

Daffney: Beer battered French Vanilla.

Officer JT: AWESOME! I do need dessert after I get some beersteak! Angle's going down tonight. Where are my tasers?




Oh yeah. Crap.

(A few minutes after Daffney has been dropped off at her place...)

Officer JT: BURP! Oh shit. Over there, it's Kurt Angle!

(Sgt. G-Bag stops the car. Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT look over to see Kurt Angle assaulting Officer Chris Cooley. Cooley's partner, Sgt. Jack Ross, is unconscious nearby.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Damn it to hell.

Officer JT: We're going to have to do it, aren't we?

Sgt. G-Bag: At this point, it may be the only way to stop him without killing him. I haven't killed anyone yet, and I'm not about to start now.

(Kurt Angle has just Olympic Slammed Cooley. Cooley is now unconscious as Kurt Angle applies the anklelock.

Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT get out of the car to stop Angle as Cooley is unable to tap out.)

Sgt. G-Bag: KURT! STOP!

Angle: HE HAS TO TAP! TAAAAAAAAAAAP!

Officer JT: Kurt, he's out cold. He can't tap!

Angle: That's no excuse! TAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!

Sgt. G-Bag: (sighs) Whatever, Kurt, you're only a nine-time World Champion anyway. Loser.

Officer JT: Yeah, and that IWGP title wasn't even real.

(Angle lets go of Cooley and starts to walk over to Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT.)

Sgt. G-Bag: (quietly) Here we go. Stand strong, Officer JT.

Officer JT: (quietly) I wish I were drunk right now.

Angle: NINE TIMES! You damn well know my resume, you asshats. You know damn well I'm the Greatest Wrestler of All Time, Best Wrestler Alive Today, 38-time World Champion, 171-time Tag Team Champion (157 of which I carried a partner, of those 3 I held with a midget as a partner, one reign where my partner was a blind three-legged alligator with lockjaw, rabies, and hepatitis B, and Spider-Man (I was contractually obligated to do so by Universal Studios Florida)), The Greatest X-Division Champion of All Time, Greatest IWGP Champion of All Time.....

(Three minutes later....Sgt. G-Bag is falling asleep and Officer JT is fading in and out.)

I won three NHL MVPs. I won a World Series of Poker event with an UNO deck. Blue 7, Green 0, Red Reverse, and Wild Draw Four kicked Phil Hellmuth's ass. I'm the only American to be Prime Minister of Canada because I made them all tap out. I kicked Chuck Norris's ass.

(Three minutes later....Sgt. G-Bag is drooling but still standing. Officer JT is stumbling to the backseat of the police car.)

I won 4 Tiddlywinks titles in Mrs. Biederman's kindergarten class. It would have been five but Biederman let that little eight-year old bitch Becky cheat. I won TWO Obie awards for The Vagina Monologues. Bea Arthur can kiss my ass! I have America's highest Credit Score. I can get anything and never pay for it. I cabbage farted the National Anthem.

(Two minutes later....Sgt. G-Bag is leaning over, glass-eyed, drooling, but still standing. Officer JT is asleep in the car.)

I was an American Gladiator on eight different versions of the show worldwide. I'm a 78-time Pittsburgh Facebook Wrestling Champion and 24-time Pittsburgh Facebook Hardcore International Champion, 7-time AWA International Television Champion. I'm a CFL Hall of Famer, and the current president of Mexico. I ruined that guy's burrito. I host a new children's show called Uncle Touchy's Naked Puzzle Basement, and I'm an OLYMPIC GOLD MEDALIST BY GOD!

(Two minute later, after Angle is finished. Sgt. G-Bag is barely awake, and Angle is sitting down crying.)

Sgt. G-Bag: It's okay, Kurt. I know you just wanted someone to listen.

Angle (crying): I want my title back....and I wanted some Rocky Road.

Sgt. G-Bag: Kurt, you hurt a lot of people today. I have to (yawns) place you under arrest and take you in.

Angle (still crying): I know. I know. I'm sorry. AJ Styles has my belt.

(EMTs and other officers arrive on the scene as Sgt. G-Bag is placing the cuffs on Angle.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Take him in, fellas. (yawns) Those are my cuffs. Anyone got some water? I need two. One for me and one for Officer JT.

(An officer hands Sgt. G-Bag two bottles of water. Sgt. G-Bag stumbles over to the car where JT is curled up asleep in the back seat.

Sgt. G-Bag shakes JT's leg.)

Sgt G-Bag: Wake up, JT. We got to go.

Officer JT (still asleep): Five more minutes.

(Sgt. G-Bag shakes JT again.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Come on, Officer JT.

Officer JT (still asleep): I don't think that puzzle piece fits, Uncle Touchy.

Sgt. G-Bag: The hell?

(Sgt. G-Bag shakes JT again.)

Wake up, dammit.

Officer JT: No, mommy, I don't want to go to school.

Sgt. G-Bag: Shit.

(Sgt. G-Bag opens his water and drinks some, then uses it to splash on his face to shock him into waking up.)

He's going to be mad, but I got to do it...

(loud enough to be sure JT hears, but not enough to cause a stir everywhere else)

Velvet Sky's running down the street buck naked!

(Officer JT pops out and stumbles out of the car quickly.)

Officer JT: She's naked. That's a crime. We need photos for evidence. (looking around) Where is she? Huh? Velvet? (JT looks around and sees Angle in cuffs being taken away.) Awww.

Not cool, dude.

(Sgt. G-Bag tosses the water to Officer JT.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Had to do it. We just took down that megadouchebag Angle and we have to get back to the station house and clean up. Besides, how else am I going to hook you up with Alissa after she gets out of the hospital. She'll probably get out tonight thanks to the reduction in swelling I gave her.

Officer JT: Beer ice cream?

Sgt. G-Bag: How about just dinner with me, Daffney, you, and Alissa tonight? I think we've all been through enough for today.



In a moment, the results of these investigations/incidents.

*commerical*


(Camera shows Officer Chris Cooley)

Announcer: Officer Chris Cooley was disciplined for removing evidence and tainting it. He has been suspended pending further review.

Officer Cooley: Crap.

(Sgt. G-Bag walks into the scene.)

Officer Cooley: What?

(Sgt. G-Bag removes Cooley's hat to reveal another pair of Taylor Wilde's panties on his head.)

Sgt. G-Bag: Really?

(Officer Cooley shrugs.)

(Camera shows Kurt Angle.)

Announcer: Kurt Angle was charged with several crimes including but not limited to assault, assaulting a police officer, lying to police, and vandalism. His case is still ongoing in the courts, and may endure several appeals before a decision is rendered.

Angle: I'll beat this rap, and then I'll make A.J. Styles tap out and get my World Title back. Assholes.


(A few hours later, we see a table with an offduty Sgt. G-Bag, Officer JT, Daffney, and a bandaged up Alissa Flash at The Nation of Steak enjoying a late dinner.)

Officer JT: BURP!

Alissa: BURP!

(Officer JT and Alissa laugh together.)

Officer JT: This is pretty damn awesome, Sgt. G-Bag.

Sgt. G-Bag: We had one hell of a day, partner.

(Daffney leans in and kisses Sgt. G-Bag.)

Daffney: Oh, you're not finished yet. (laughs)

Sgt. G-Bag: You've got some naughty stuff in mind?

Daffney: What are you going to do if I do? Cuff me?

Officer JT: Hang on, Sarge.

Sgt. G-Bag: (ignoring Officer JT) I might have to strip search you too.

Officer JT: Sarge!

Sgt. G-Bag: What? What is it, JT?

Officer JT: I just got this bad feeling that we've forgotten something important.

(Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT sit for a moment thinking.)

Sgt. G-Bag: I got nothing.

Officer JT: Meh, me neither. Must not be that big a deal then.

(Sgt. G-Bag, Daffney, Officer JT, and Alissa Flash continue eating dinner as we go to one last scene.)







(Camera returns to the tree where Booker T is still hanging upside down from it hours after Sgt. G-Bag and Officer JT warned Drowgoddess and the Motor City Machineguns about Kurt Angle's rampage.)

Booker T (yelling): Get me down from here, suckaaaaaaaaaaaaa!





*closing theme song*



***Hey, it's my thing. If I want Sgt. G-Bag hooked up with Daffney, then by God I'm doing it.

THE END

Are there some kind of spambot things signing up for forum accounts?

Sweet mother of Christ, G-Bag, that's nine kinds of brilliant!!!

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(10-01-2009 08:50 PM)drowgoddess Wrote:  Are there some kind of spambot things signing up for forum accounts?

looks like it. As long as they're not posting spam in the forums, they can have their accounts. If it gets to be a problem, it'll get taken care of.

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A We Want Answers chant?

I'd like to see clifffside tell me they aren't sheep after that.

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I can't belive I made the cut.
AWESOME DUDES!!
THANX.

sneak preview for you guys on a new BWF skin I'm working on:

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(10-01-2009 09:10 PM)RYTMAN Wrote:  I can't belive I made the cut.
AWESOME DUDES!!
THANX.

You got in, and I didn't. Congrats!

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(10-01-2009 09:02 PM)ThinkSoJoE Wrote:  

(10-01-2009 08:50 PM)drowgoddess Wrote:  Are there some kind of spambot things signing up for forum accounts?

looks like it. As long as they're not posting spam in the forums, they can have their accounts. If it gets to be a problem, it'll get taken care of.

Look at you sound all tough and that. Being a bully on the spambots.

I like spam.

TNA starts off w/Foley calling Abyss on gimmick infringment.
Abyss responds w/killing security.

(10-01-2009 09:11 PM)Legend Killer Wrote:  

(10-01-2009 09:02 PM)ThinkSoJoE Wrote:  

(10-01-2009 08:50 PM)drowgoddess Wrote:  Are there some kind of spambot things signing up for forum accounts?

looks like it. As long as they're not posting spam in the forums, they can have their accounts. If it gets to be a problem, it'll get taken care of.

Look at you sound all tough and that. Being a bully on the spambots.

I like spam.

Would ou like spam eggs, bacon sausage and spam?

(10-01-2009 09:11 PM)Legend Killer Wrote:  

(10-01-2009 09:02 PM)ThinkSoJoE Wrote:  

(10-01-2009 08:50 PM)drowgoddess Wrote:  Are there some kind of spambot things signing up for forum accounts?

looks like it. As long as they're not posting spam in the forums, they can have their accounts. If it gets to be a problem, it'll get taken care of.

Look at you sound all tough and that. Being a bully on the spambots.

I like spam.

yet you were the one asking me to get rid of the googlebot a few weeks back.

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(10-01-2009 09:03 PM)The Green Teabagger Wrote:  A We Want Answers chant?

I'd like to see clifffside tell me they aren't sheep after that.

He's too busy verbally fellating Vince Russo to tell you anything.

(10-01-2009 09:14 PM)RYTMAN Wrote:  

(10-01-2009 09:11 PM)Legend Killer Wrote:  

(10-01-2009 09:02 PM)ThinkSoJoE Wrote:  

(10-01-2009 08:50 PM)drowgoddess Wrote:  Are there some kind of spambot things signing up for forum accounts?

looks like it. As long as they're not posting spam in the forums, they can have their accounts. If it gets to be a problem, it'll get taken care of.

Look at you sound all tough and that. Being a bully on the spambots.

I like spam.

Would ou like spam eggs, bacon sausage and spam?

Spam is salty.

(10-01-2009 09:11 PM)ThinkSoJoE Wrote:  sneak preview for you guys on a new BWF skin I'm working on:

That looks really cool! Me likey.