What's with all the guests lately?

[geoman-1]

Could Cal appoint me to the position of Witchsmeller Persuviant until this is taken care of?

[The Peacemaker]

Issue arrest warrants for the following individuals:

Dave Jenkins
rrpower
Firecracker
TucumcariBound
Sonny
Banjo
Arizona Colt
Cigar Joe
Ben Tyreen
Groggy
Silenzio
Peacemaker
Geoman
Jill
noodles_leone
Tuco the Ugly
moviesceleton

I know I'm forgetting lots, but that's a good provisional list. Who will be first to be interrogated?

Looks like I've been black-listed.


McCarthyism all over again!

[PowerRR]

So I'm second in line?

Bring it on!

[Tucumcari Bound]

Wow, I look to be black-listed as well? haha How fun to see that. 

[Groggy]

We're still interrogating Dave, unfortunately. He's proven a tough nut to crack.

[Tuco the ugly]

We're still interrogating Dave, unfortunately. He's proven a tough nut to crack.

Make space for the professionals:



(Bloody hell! Couldn't find a red one!)

[dave jenkins]

I can stand anything, except non-stop playback of all the "Pingu" episodes.

[moviesceleton]

I can stand anything, except non-stop playback of all the "Pingu" episodes.

NUG, NUG!

[Groggy]

I can stand anything, except non-stop playback of all the "Pingu" episodes.

Or we can make you watch all of the Billy Jack movies back to back.

[dave jenkins]

Yeah, that might do it.

[Groggy]

A-HA! Let's begin the Interrogation!

Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.

On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.

Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.

Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

 

[dave jenkins]

Auuugggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Sad Hill Cemetery! That's the place, Angel Eyes! I don't know the grave! Blondie knows! Play the song for him!!!

[Groggy]

I'm sorry, I should have posted the actual song.

RR, it's YOUR turn for interrogation! Attach those electrodes and slip on the headphones, it's torture time!

http://youtube.com/watch?v=AM4ADoVc6TU

 

[Groggy]

ATTENTION LEONITES!

In light of the recent revelations (or, should we say, confirmation of suspicions) about Panache, it is clear that our previous tactics of Witchhunting, playing hippie dirges and Firecracker's investigations have proven fruitless in stopping the threat that continually, well, threatens to consume our board and discredit our members. Further measures must be taken to stop this menace to our livelihood, our discussions, and our way of life.

Furthermore: As a plain-speaking Man of the People, I think the Moderators shouldn't be allowed to hoard exciting and amusing threads by trolls; rather, I think we should have unfettered access to our board's lengthy, fascinating, albeit occasionally troubled history. The People demand satisfaction!

Therefore, I advocate my own appointment as First Consul of the Leone Board, given "temporary" absolute authority over all of you (I'll give it back if I feel like it), with Jenkins as Pro-Consul and Tucumcari Bound as Praetor, in order to deal with this threat and give me ultimate power... er, ability to subdue Panache and his trollish buddies.

LONG LIVE THE LEONE BOARD!



Sergio Leone: Suus officina es nostrum vita

[The Firecracker]

Firstly, why post this here?
It's buried.

Secondly, check your messages and keep the contents to yourself, for now.