April 28, 2005
New blog by me.
Not to detract from the ZBL, but I have decided to embark on a seperate project, this project is called the "Heroclix of the day" it will include, well, anything Heroclix, and possibly more tabletop games someday, it will have articles written by me, reviews of figures, specific strategies, team strategies and so on.
check it out at:
Heroclix of the Day
check it out at:
Heroclix of the Day
April 26, 2005
Zibbudie Babbuhl*3
Yes!
we at Zibbudie Babbuhl are back, we have been reclusive, playing games, growing beards down to our feet, but now, now is the time, we have shaven, we have cleaned up, we have stories, stories of splendor, of smacking guards in the face, of sniping, warthog driving, and devious conniving.
(I just rapped, please, hold the applause)
Zibbudie Babbuhl now has a registered killcount in Halo2, this count being at well over eleventy billion, we have subsequently stopped counting.
Also, Heroclix has hit the world, well, any of the world which matters to me, everyone plays now, well any cool-cat hip-jive talking turkeys, the game played with everyone possible, was amazing, I would give a play by play, but it would be so awesome, it would blow your collective minds.
Splinter Cell 3, dear god, this game was devised for Zibbudie, Red&Blue have never been more so compelling colors now, with every stab of the knife, every grab of the character, we become closer to gods, fearful powerful beings of which no mere mortal may challenge.
There's more, but well, it's all become one huge inside joke were(myself and Jemsy) are starting to share, and well, as much as either of us try, inside jokes are not funny to anyone else.
I might not be the right one,
It might not be the right time.
But there's something about us,
I've got to do, some kind of secret I will share with you.
I need you more than anything in my life.
I want you more than anything in my life.
I'll miss you more than anyone in my life.
I love you more than anyone in my life.
we at Zibbudie Babbuhl are back, we have been reclusive, playing games, growing beards down to our feet, but now, now is the time, we have shaven, we have cleaned up, we have stories, stories of splendor, of smacking guards in the face, of sniping, warthog driving, and devious conniving.
(I just rapped, please, hold the applause)
Zibbudie Babbuhl now has a registered killcount in Halo2, this count being at well over eleventy billion, we have subsequently stopped counting.
Also, Heroclix has hit the world, well, any of the world which matters to me, everyone plays now, well any cool-cat hip-jive talking turkeys, the game played with everyone possible, was amazing, I would give a play by play, but it would be so awesome, it would blow your collective minds.
Splinter Cell 3, dear god, this game was devised for Zibbudie, Red&Blue have never been more so compelling colors now, with every stab of the knife, every grab of the character, we become closer to gods, fearful powerful beings of which no mere mortal may challenge.
There's more, but well, it's all become one huge inside joke were(myself and Jemsy) are starting to share, and well, as much as either of us try, inside jokes are not funny to anyone else.
I might not be the right one,
It might not be the right time.
But there's something about us,
I've got to do, some kind of secret I will share with you.
I need you more than anything in my life.
I want you more than anything in my life.
I'll miss you more than anyone in my life.
I love you more than anyone in my life.
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