knapplc
International Man of Mystery
Why, certainly. I will, of course, do this for you, but remember - there are many dialects at play here, and one may not be the other. Translating is a difficult task; the most crucial role of the translator is to accurately portray the intent of the original speaker. I believe I have done that here:I'd like to see knapplc translate THIS like he did here.
Replying to One or 2 thing"s form me.
Marry, good fellows! 'Tis I, TuffTiger! If I may but take a moment of your time, I prithee lend me thine ears for this, my soliloquy, the hearing of which I do believe thou shalt find of interest. For with the advent of my arrival, I don a new slogan: Wheel of Fortune!
1 thing- Some one made this web llook not same as before and made my FAVORITE click to it not work. good new"s is I used a google to see the new spot and it work out fined.
To begin: Long have I wandered, brothers. Long hath been my path. By what dark and lonely roads I hath trod I know not all. Oft gay and light of heart I wend my way hither anon and anon, yet perchance one day the paths by which my feet oft wendeth turned awry. Confounded, I despaired – had Fortune turned her bright eyes away? Had my fair mistress deemed me unworthy, and thus deciding, cast me from the bosom of my fair friends? I must discover whether Fate hath claimed me, or whether some ill chance had turned my path askew. Forthwith I availed myself of the machinations of the Mystic of the Web, great Google, whose all-seeing eye searcheth all ways and maketh all paths straight. And lo! with discerning eyes so keen that from it may hide no base thing, whether hid upon the highest peak nor buried 'neath the wind-tossed waves of great Poseidon's demesne, that seer of seers, that oracle without peer, great Google's eye pierceth the veil o'er mine eyes, and maketh once again the way known to me, and here fair friends I find myself cheered once again by thy warm embrace.
I don"t know much about all that, but i fined this web again so that can be that. Can be with some new MOD or ADMIN that they want it look a nother way but only they can say, not me.
I wot well I know not by what artifice are made these ethereal places, these imagined realms whence thoughts and dreams manifest to facilitate converse amongst good men of diverse locale; 'tis a mystery profound indeed, and verily I leave such riddles to you, brothers – they are not mine to discover. One may wonder anon whether the undiscoverable quality of thy new abode was perchance a simple misfortune, or whether 'tis the contumely of some Lord or Duke, newly arrived into his commission, fairly made yet alas mal fet alike. These actions of men lay beyond my ken; I lay the burden of discernment on another, for 'tis not I who may say. With this I content myself.
2 thing- wear in hell did simnple"s go? I can"t see the top drawer rabitt run back and foreth with pancake hat. I can try to make one with key"s at bottum, but good luck on that, huh? Or that corn ride pikel which tell"s how GBR has got back. None can be fined.
But lo! Finding myself once more in the familiar land of my friends, I discover yet a land unfamiliar indeed! Whence hast thou taken the guise of Thalia and Melpomene, the image of the Furies, the Pulcinella and the Scaramouche? And perhaps closer to the mark, whence goeth the hare of pancaked carapace? My vision is obscured, brothers; I cannot discern the abode of my worthy doppelganger. With much trepidation I might endeavor to craft by the workings of mine own hands a facsimile thereof, yet I fear that I own not the skill. Knoweth we not, brothers, that Fortune's favor woulds't not shine so greatly upon me were I to thus apply myself? I despair that I might not find the imaginari of yore, the depicters of perception both Apollonian and Dionysian. Nor findest I the boon companion of my flapjacked friend, the maize so golden mounted upon his vegetable steed, whose briney bath hath manifested itself into a veritable cocoon whence cometh not a butterfly, but a pickle, that chevalier whose fabled ride hath been prophesied in hallowed antiquity to be the very harbinger of the Return of the Huskers. Though I searcheth keenly I find them not.
3 thing- I"m still on the look for a GBR Silver ANNIV press book in a box in basement. I propmise it to some one on this, but cann"t rember a name, so I"ll keep on the look and then make a new alert ot some thing.
Be that as it may, by and by I find myself confounded in yet another quest: Upon a time I pledged my word that I might discover in my native land a treasure both beautiful and rare, a tome gilt in argent from the land of thy forebears, in whose hallowed pages are writ the history of thy fair land and the knights upon which glens and dales do joust for thine honor. Perchance this tome of renown is locked away in some forgotten dungeon whose denizens are now the rats and the dust alone. Although, brothers, I know not for which of you I may have promised to search out this treasure, my efforts will not be the less for all that the good man remain nameless. Upon its discover – and by my word, brothers, I shall discover it – I shall bid the heralds sound forth such a note that all in the realm shall be made known of it.
4 thing- I"m now ready to move on from TAR plus also TAH for new slowgun. I like to see WHEEL OF FORTUNE on TV and am most reayd to use that for a couple or 2 year"s. I have some good idea on why WOF is the best name,but will tell youon that later. I"ll give hint- wheel can mean turning fast plus also , if thing go you"re way them you are fortune, right?
Well then, whynot?
And now we embark upon the final point of this our discourse; sadly, brothers, I announce to you that in the Year of our Lord two thousand and ten, I must lay to rest the two great phrases by which I am most well known, namely, TAR and TAH, the very shield and spear with which I have girded myself these many years past. I hear you cry out, "Why? Oh, why must thou abandon thy phrases of legend?" Fear not, for I shall make my mind known to you, brothers. Upon the rare moments of my leisure I find I am yet unable to wholly abandon myself to sloth. While I might recline my body wherefore it might rest and thus become refreshed, I find that my mind doth at all times seek that provocation which instills the spirit with vigor, and while I might rest my mighty thews, my mind may not rest. Therefore upon these moments of stillness of limb I find it efficacious to seek stimulus through the modern commedia dell'arte, the electronic incarnation of Bacchus' own revelry. And yet even in this my diversion I seek not the baser comedies of the opera buffa of Rossini and Puccini (nor yet do I admonish those who do); for my part, I prefer the simple charm I find at the stage of the esteemed bard Pat Sajak and his enchanting ingénue, Vanna the White, whose fame waxes ever the more great as they offer me riddles without peer. Yet, why do I choose this show, this Wheel of Fortune, to be my Excalibur for a time and a time? 'Tis a discerning question you ask, brothers, and my joy in it is all the greater at perceiving thy wit. 'Tis a simple answer, yet perforce a riddle beside – "Wheel" mayest have many meanings, yet among them not the least is the propensity to turn mightily and with great speed and force. I know I need not instruct you on the efficaciousness of such a thing. And for Fortune? I would not so presume to instruct you, brothers of the Red, on the auctoritas and dignitas which comes from being one of Fortune's Favorites, you whose knights of Scarlet and Cream have long been the paramour of that lady so fickle yet so mighty in effect. Knowest this, brothers? I know well that you do.
TuffTiger
And by this, the last, I bid thee adieu. I remain forever and anon your very own, in sincerity and fidelity,
TuffTiger
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