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Post by Big Time on Aug 3, 2013 14:42:21 GMT -8
Because, really, I have no idea what to say. There are things about him, to be sure. All sorts of things. But what should I tell YOU? That he likes sitting in huge windows 5 stories above coastal downtowns in cheap hotels (as I am "meh" when it comes to upgrading to nicer ones)? I think you could have figured that out yourself. For my part, I will say that I am glad he didn't fall out. And that he gave me a teach about cost effective heating systems. And that the Nick Cave concert was so loud that I can STILL hear it.
What I have found out is that if you come here hoping for a photo gallery of personal pictures, it's not going to happen. Of him at least. Heaven only knows what kind of photos I'll be wont to post.
There is some chance that he'll post on here like, once.
I have no intentions whatsoever of bugging him on the account of this board. You will probably glean nothing of him here. Evasiveness is a trait he and I share, so good luck with that.
Warning: I have to force diet myself for the time being. Things will happen because of this. Like my brain will do a stop function thing and my patience will turn into quite a differing word. Bear with me as I must bare my arms in the short future and I don't want them to be all "bye-byes".
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Post by Big Time on Aug 6, 2013 15:24:12 GMT -8
Whoa! There's even more stuff I'm not going to tell you! Yet. (Or maybe ever.)
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Post by Big Time on Sept 22, 2013 18:20:59 GMT -8
Oooooh. Joel Edgerton just showed up on my telly all Camelot clad. Oh man. And also that beautiful bloody eyed Scandinavian from Casino Royale. Nom.
Totally forgot what I was going to say. Nom will do that to you.
Max goes where eagles dare. And how.
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Post by Big Time on Nov 30, 2013 15:55:20 GMT -8
This place is useless. I will never tell you anything.
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Post by Beefcake Von Poultrystomp on Dec 14, 2013 15:26:48 GMT -8
Similar to Gandalf, he rides on giant eagle.
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Post by Big Time on Dec 14, 2013 15:28:35 GMT -8
I am jealous.
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Post by Beefcake Von Poultrystomp on Jan 7, 2014 22:19:34 GMT -8
Alright, Alright. When do we get to the smutty part?
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Post by Beefcake Von Poultrystomp on Jan 7, 2014 22:21:04 GMT -8
PS what did he teach you about cost effective heating systems? And was he the heating system? I would argue he isn't cost effective.
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Post by Big Time on Jan 31, 2014 23:46:49 GMT -8
You want a smutty pat? A smutty pat heated by Max?! Freak.
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Post by Beefcake Von Poultrystomp on Feb 2, 2014 21:31:57 GMT -8
Keep his heated smutty pats and parts to thyself. Stop threatening me.
The heat from Max must be kept separate from smut. He's no Hot Pipe.
Though he does produce a lot of body heat because he's so large, being half giant half wizard.
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Post by Big Time on Feb 18, 2014 21:58:01 GMT -8
He's half wizard? You should probably be the one running this board. You know more about him than I ever will.
Hot Pipe! Thank you for remindering me.
Stax might start using this board. Could be useful after all.
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Post by Beefcake Von Poultrystomp on Feb 19, 2014 18:17:55 GMT -8
Well I just know.
Perhaps it is due to our bond, us being so like-minded, always understanding the other so clearly, never misinterpreting. This bond we share. It's spiritual.
Thus I know about his rough childhood, never meeting his giantess mother, raised by a wizard father who was never quite there. He got accepted into one of the greatest wizarding schools in the country, but unfortunately was expelled due to his fascination with abominations.
But he got that job as groundskeeper. And thoroughly enjoyed his flying motorcycle. What a happy Scotsman he was.
I do have a true story now about Hot Pipe dreaming that he had a flying motorcycle and then after that he wanted a motorcycle. So he and Maxwella bought a motorcycle together, or something, but the elder never let the middle syndrome child take it out for rides. So Hot Pipe was angered that eldest stole his dream...literally. And eventually eldest bought the motorcycle in full, but Hot Pipe sneakily took it for a ride one day and just sort of flopped over in the road and dented the bike...haha...and then attempted to lie his way out of it as he knew Max would kick his butt if he knew what really happened, each story becoming more of an absurd than the previous.
And that is how Max ended up with a flying bike...I assume.
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Post by Big Time on Mar 23, 2014 22:04:45 GMT -8
Truly compelling.
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Post by Beefcake Von Poultrystomp on Apr 14, 2014 10:34:51 GMT -8
Did Max ever make an account?
Hot Butt McGee. Brother of Hot Pipe McGee.
I wonder what Maxen things could be said, mein Fuhrer.
Things I would like to ask Max-
Do you wash your hands before making food?
Have you ever worn tights?
Toe socks or flip flops?
Socks with sandals?
Do you professionally pan handle?
Favorite scent of candle?
What happened to your drive to gamble?
And please show me more urban dance moves so I might impress people at parties.
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