taalismn wrote:"AND NO THRUSTERS!!! YOU HAVE TO THROW, KICK, OR -RUN- THE BALL!!!!!"
Dairugger XV wrote:The influx of new technology and giant players gave rise to a new football league, the MFL, Mecha Football League. It's still in court to decide is an SDF-1 replica qualifies as a mecha and therefore an available player.
taalismn wrote:
Dairugger XV wrote:The influx of new technology and giant players gave rise to a new football league, the MFL, Mecha Football League. It's still in court to decide is an SDF-1 replica qualifies as a mecha and therefore an available player.
"Okay...it's like kicking TWO field goals...first you gotta get it between the Reflex cannon arms, then through the uprights at the end of the field...don't let'em intimidate you when they start advancing; that thing's incredibly clumsy." "IT'S FAST ENOUGH TO PUNCH A BATTLECRUISER OUT!!" *SMACK* "I SAID don't let them intimidate you. Now if you have to, fly in the Daedalus arm and go through the center, exit out the back...we'll hike the ball to you 'round the side."
drewkitty ~..~ wrote:"what are those weird antenna on those mecha?" "Those aren't antenna, those are halos" "Yah, so what are they for?" "It says they are the Saints, they adopted them after their SuperMechaBowl win last year"
taalismn wrote:Ah, the colony of New New Orleans... They had to ban 'Whodat?' from all egular communications channels just non-New Louisianans wouldn't go INSANE listening to them go on, and on, and on...
"So, where's the MechaBowl playing next?" "Dunno...who do we NOT like this year and want to inflict massive property damage on?"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"So, where's the MechaBowl playing next?" "Dunno...who do we NOT like this year and want to inflict massive property damage on?"
*groans and shakes head*
May you be blessed with the ability to change course when you are off the mark.
Each question should be give the canon answer 1st, then you can proclaim your house rules.
Reading and writing (literacy) is how people on BBS interact.
taalismn wrote:"So, where's the MechaBowl playing next?" "Dunno...who do we NOT like this year and want to inflict massive property damage on?"
*groans and shakes head*
And they're just refering to the 'mech teams... The -FANS- are a whole different order of mass destruction...
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"So, where's the MechaBowl playing next?" "Dunno...who do we NOT like this year and want to inflict massive property damage on?"
*groans and shakes head*
And they're just refering to the 'mech teams... The -FANS- are a whole different order of mass destruction...
Bwhahahahahahahaha...
The fans are far more destructive than the players ever are, always. With mecha level property damage from the game, that's just increased so they can top it, yes?
The fans are far more destructive than the players ever are, always. With mecha level property damage from the game, that's just increased so they can top it, yes?
When the 'ball thugs show up in their own battlecruisers? You bet!
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"So, where's the MechaBowl playing next?" "Dunno...who do we NOT like this year and want to inflict massive property damage on?"
*groans and shakes head*
And they're just refering to the 'mech teams... The -FANS- are a whole different order of mass destruction...
AuroraKet wrote:
taalismn wrote:
drewkitty ~..~ wrote:
taalismn wrote:"So, where's the MechaBowl playing next?" "Dunno...who do we NOT like this year and want to inflict massive property damage on?"
*groans and shakes head*
And they're just refering to the 'mech teams... The -FANS- are a whole different order of mass destruction...
Bwhahahahahahahaha...
The fans are far more destructive than the players ever are, always. With mecha level property damage from the game, that's just increased so they can top it, yes?
taalismn wrote:
AuroraKet wrote:[
Bwhahahahahahahaha...
The fans are far more destructive than the players ever are, always. With mecha level property damage from the game, that's just increased so they can top it, yes?
When the 'ball thugs show up in their own battlecruisers? You bet!
And as if you don't have enough trouble sleeping at night, here's an image for you... Dolza, as one of the 'Harlem Globetrotters'....
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Yeah...his jersey is not only a collector's item..it can be used as a tent shelter for over ten people...
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
His sneakers, on the other hand, had to be burned...
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
"Hey, Marcus! You ever wonder about some of these buttons on our flight suits?" "No, I don't, Alex." "For instance, what does this pink button do?" "Don't push it, Alex." "What?" "Don't push it, Alex. It's not a good idea." "Well, because I'm an idiot, I'm going to push it anyway.." *FHOOM* "...eep..." Marcus: (looking away) "Emergency Fanservice...Blows away all your clothing...I didn't believe Maia either when she warned me....There's a bathroom over there, bu-" ZOOM! "GYAH!!!" "-it's a female officers' . You know, this would be MUCH more funny if it was Maia who pushed that thing? I wonder why not?" "*AHEM* Because I'm more experienced and wiser than you little boys?" "-ulp-" "Hmmm..sounds like your buddy's getting quite the beating in there. Any reason I shouldn't compete with them for handing out righteous female indignation?" "Because I just saw Alex's bare-arse backside, and that's punishment enough?" "Mmmm..good point. I'll let you escape while I consider that."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"Hey, Marcus! You ever wonder about some of these buttons on our flight suits?" "No, I don't, Alex." "For instance, what does this pink button do?" "Don't push it, Alex." "What?" "Don't push it, Alex. It's not a good idea." "Well, because I'm an idiot, I'm going to push it anyway.." *FHOOM* "...eep..." Marcus: (looking away) "Emergency Fanservice...Blows away all your clothing...I didn't believe Maia either when she warned me....There's a bathroom over there, bu-" ZOOM! "GYAH!!!" "-it's a female officers' . You know, this would be MUCH more funny if it was Maia who pushed that thing? I wonder why not?" "*AHEM* Because I'm more experienced and wiser than you little boys?" "-ulp-" "Hmmm..sounds like your buddy's getting quite the beating in there. Any reason I shouldn't compete with them for handing out righteous female indignation?" "Because I just saw Alex's bare-arse backside, and that's punishment enough?" "Mmmm..good point. I'll let you escape while I consider that."
"You know, that wouldn't have happened at ALL if the EFS button was only on the FEMALE flightsuits." "Hey, we're an equal opportunity embarassment service here." "You mean em-bare-arse-ment service don't you?" "You know what we do with bad punsters around here?" "No." *ZENTRAEDI KICK* "That."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"You know, that wouldn't have happened at ALL if the EFS button was only on the FEMALE flightsuits." "Hey, we're an equal opportunity embarassment service here." "You mean em-bare-arse-ment service don't you?" "You know what we do with bad punsters around here?" "No." *ZENTRAEDI KICK* "That."
Yeah; Robotechnology means not having to tolerate punsters any more than you absolutely have to.
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Punsters would be obliged to hide from long range sensors and airborne missile barrages... A plus in my book!
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Marcus and Maia are sitting next to each other on a bench in a hall, not looking at each other(except when they think the other isn't looking), their hands slowly moving towards each others', just about to tou.. ***<<<WHAM>>>***
The two pilots look at the close-cropped HEAD that's appeared through the wall behind and between them.
Maia: "Who the hell are YOU?!"
The man looks blearily at them, his eyes eventually focusing; "UNSC SPATAN Nick-131!...ah...ah...I think that damn APE busted the Thread Wall...Could you push me back so I can get outta this and kick his hairy houdini?!"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Marcus and Maia are sitting next to each other on a bench in a hall, not looking at each other(except when they think the other isn't looking), their hands slowly moving towards each others', just about to tou.. ***<<<WHAM>>>***
The two pilots look at the close-cropped HEAD that's appeared through the wall behind and between them.
Maia: "Who the hell are YOU?!"
The man looks blearily at them, his eyes eventually focusing; "UNSC SPATAN Nick-131!...ah...ah...I think that damn APE busted the Thread Wall...Could you push me back so I can get outta this and kick his hairy houdini?!"
Just as Maia and Marcus are trying to figure out what to do with the Spartan lodged in the wall, Angelo Dante comes wandering by, takes a look at the scene. "Okay, how'd you manage to bag one of THOSE, and aren't you supposed to put a plaque under it or something?"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Just as Maia and Marcus are trying to figure out what to do with the Spartan lodged in the wall, Angelo Dante comes wandering by, takes a look at the scene. "Okay, how'd you manage to bag one of THOSE, and aren't you supposed to put a plaque under it or something?"
"He's really a coat rack. For hats" "Can't say I'd wear anything again that had been on THAT head!" "What did you say your name was?!" "Not saying." "HEY! COME BACK HERE!"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"He's really a coat rack. For hats" "Can't say I'd wear anything again that had been on THAT head!" "What did you say your name was?!" "Not saying." "HEY! COME BACK HERE!"
"Tell me, man, doesn't your nose itch? I mean, like really itch? And you can't move your hands to scratch it?" "Forget it, stump! We SPARTANs have anti-pain biofeedback drilled into us! That trick isn't going to work!" "Yeah, maybe, but you can't block out all sensation. I mean, skin tingling....twitching.....tingi-tingi-tingi?" "YYYAAARRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"Tell me, man, doesn't your nose itch? I mean, like really itch? And you can't move your hands to scratch it?" "Forget it, stump! We SPARTANs have anti-pain biofeedback drilled into us! That trick isn't going to work!" "Yeah, maybe, but you can't block out all sensation. I mean, skin tingling....twitching.....tingi-tingi-tingi?" "YYYAAARRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Yeah; the dread Tirolian Tickle Torture....Lucky indeed was the 15th that they weren't subjected to it when they were captured.
"Bring forth the Comfy Chair!" "Ewwwww....this doesn't sound too good, guys..." "With the Fluffy Pillows!" "Hate to say it, looks like our luck has finally run out this time."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Yeah; the dread Tirolian Tickle Torture....Lucky indeed was the 15th that they weren't subjected to it when they were captured.
"Bring forth the Comfy Chair!" "Ewwwww....this doesn't sound too good, guys..." "With the Fluffy Pillows!" "Hate to say it, looks like our luck has finally run out this time."
Attack on the Robotech Factory Satellite: "Kiss me, Rick." "But I don't want to!" Breetai: "Exedore! The video please!" Suddenly the screen lights up with... Full color imagery of Lisa's bare backside as she straddles Rick's hips, his hands on her hips. There's motion, there's sound, there's... (FLAMING PASSION!!) Cut to Reno on the other screen doing a good imitation of a Muppet having a heart attack, his mouth wide open, his eyes popping out, his shaggy eyebrows gone completely white. Cut to Rick and Lisa staring at the screen motionless, a fine coat of frost covering them. "...you bugged our rooms...?" "Internal security sensors! The micronian techs fixed those too!" On screen, Lisa is shouting Rick's name over and over. On the other screen, Reno collapses, blood pouring from his nose and smoke billowing from his ears. Claudia, Exedore, and Breetai look at Rick and Lisa and then prove there's another improvement made to Breetai's bridge; individual emergency escape hatches. Suddenly, Rick and Lisa are all alone, control of the ship and mission having been transferred to the Auxiliary Bridge. "That's it. We're sleeping in the shuttle on the way back. "
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Attack on the Robotech Factory Satellite: "Kiss me, Rick." "But I don't want to!" Breetai: "Exedore! The video please!" Suddenly the screen lights up with... Full color imagery of Lisa's bare backside as she straddles Rick's hips, his hands on her hips. There's motion, there's sound, there's... (FLAMING PASSION!!) Cut to Reno on the other screen doing a good imitation of a Muppet having a heart attack, his mouth wide open, his eyes popping out, his shaggy eyebrows gone completely white. Cut to Rick and Lisa staring at the screen motionless, a fine coat of frost covering them. "...you bugged our rooms...?" "Internal security sensors! The micronian techs fixed those too!" On screen, Lisa is shouting Rick's name over and over. On the other screen, Reno collapses, blood pouring from his nose and smoke billowing from his ears. Claudia, Exedore, and Breetai look at Rick and Lisa and then prove there's another improvement made to Breetai's bridge; individual emergency escape hatches. Suddenly, Rick and Lisa are all alone, control of the ship and mission having been transferred to the Auxiliary Bridge. "That's it. We're sleeping in the shuttle on the way back. "
Well, you can fool some of the people some of the time, but not all of the people all of the time...especially if they have your quarters rigged for sight and sound. Of course, this little incident led to a) Rick and Lisa wearing a paperbag over their heads, b) both Rick and Lisa punching out anybody who snickered in theor presence, c) the coining of a new phrase; 'charging at them bareback' in combat, and d) a certain Timelooping couple getting the feeling they were just one-upped.
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Well, you can fool some of the people some of the time, but not all of the people all of the time...especially if they have your quarters rigged for sight and sound. Of course, this little incident led to a) Rick and Lisa wearing a paperbag over their heads, b) both Rick and Lisa punching out anybody who snickered in theor presence, c) the coining of a new phrase; 'charging at them bareback' in combat, and d) a certain Timelooping couple getting the feeling they were just one-upped.
Y'know... I just BET a certain half-chinese former waitress turned aeidoru is responsible for that. What with her becomeing Zor's mother after marrying Zor.. or sumpin, um... 'End of the circle' kinda hurts my brain. -ahem- Long story short; that little minx has more space-time mojo goin' than a certain Galifreyan we could mention.
Bind the body to the opened mind Bind the body to the opened mind
I dream of towers in a world consumed A void in the sentient sky I dream of fissures across the moon Leaves of the lotus rise
So MInmei having sex is responsible for the whole damn Robotech War? Should we feel grateful to the Haydonites for breaking that particular story circle?
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:So MInmei having sex is responsible for the whole damn Robotech War? Should we feel grateful to the Haydonites for breaking that particular story circle?
Yes, yes we should. I, for one, welcome our new cybernetic overlords.
Bind the body to the opened mind Bind the body to the opened mind
I dream of towers in a world consumed A void in the sentient sky I dream of fissures across the moon Leaves of the lotus rise
Have fun pouring out sacrifices to your toaster. Me? I'm unplugging mine when it isn't serving my needs.
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
DhAkael wrote:Y'know... I just BET a certain half-chinese former waitress turned aeidoru is responsible for that. What with her becomeing Zor's mother after marrying Zor.. or sumpin, um... 'End of the circle' kinda hurts my brain. -ahem- Long story short; that little minx has more space-time mojo goin' than a certain Galifreyan we could mention.
Now, Now don't you DARE bring the Doctor in on this or I'll counter with the Doctor from Detroit.
My real world Physics defeats your Quasi-Physics!!! Bubblegum Crisis, best anime/sci-fi/ for totally hot babes in Power Armor.!!!! Magic. Completely screws logic at every opportunity. (credit due to Ilendaver)
DhAkael wrote:Y'know... I just BET a certain half-chinese former waitress turned aeidoru is responsible for that. What with her becomeing Zor's mother after marrying Zor.. or sumpin, um... 'End of the circle' kinda hurts my brain. -ahem- Long story short; that little minx has more space-time mojo goin' than a certain Galifreyan we could mention.
Now, Now don't you DARE bring the Doctor in on this or I'll counter with the Doctor from Detroit.
Rick and Lisa are paging through magazines in the doctor's office(they're escorting Maistroff for his distemper shots) when they come across a glossy ad spread:
Max and Miriya posing for Calvin Klein jeans(i.e., they're only wearing jeans).
Rick and Lisa look at each other.
"We need new agents. We coulda done that!"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Rick and Lisa are paging through magazines in the doctor's office(they're escorting Maistroff for his distemper shots) when they come across a glossy ad spread:
Max and Miriya posing for Calvin Klein jeans(i.e., they're only wearing jeans).
"No, Nova, I'm pretty sure that suiting up and leading a full GMP squad into the Coca Cola bottling plant to secure their secret formula constitutes overstepping our authority, not to mention an abuse of our power." "But-!" "You're going into rehab! No more Coke for you!"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"No, Nova, I'm pretty sure that suiting up and leading a full GMP squad into the Coca Cola bottling plant to secure their secret formula constitutes overstepping our authority, not to mention an abuse of our power." "But-!" "You're going into rehab! No more Coke for you!"
Shot of an all-out battle between Tirolian and ASC forces in a city street. People are dying, it's hot as hell, war is hell. Right in the middle of it all we see a tired-looking ASC trooper and a Tirolian Centurion, also looking spent as hell, drawing a bead at each other when they see a Petit Cola machine off to one side. The trooper gestures at it, mimes drinking. The Tirolian pauses, then agrees. They put down tehir guns and go over to the vending machine. The Tirolian puases, pats down his pockets. The trooper grins, pantomimes 'my treat' and digs out enough change to get two ice-cold bottles. The soldiers grab the bottles, savoring the cool bottles, rubbing the condensation-beaded containers of sugary bliss across their sweaty foreheads, then crack the caps off and down the wonderous concoction... They spend a moment there just peacefully savoring the drink and the moment of mutual satisfaction... ...Then the ASC trooper slams the Tirolian across the noggin with his bottle, KO'ing him...
Petit Cola...The Pause that Reinforces...
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Or two. 
