A super-secret technique, executed with precision only by the Admins of Counter-Strike.
Its more of a ban, if you fit a stereotype/demographic/label that the admin does not like, your as they say it, kickbanned.
Its more of a ban, if you fit a stereotype/demographic/label that the admin does not like, your as they say it, kickbanned.
Player has joined the game
Admin: "OMGz! N00b! BAN!"
Sysop has disconnected Player from the game
Player(1) has joined the game
Player(2) has joined the game
AryanPride has joined the game
WhiteLiekTehMastahRace has joined the game
Shotgunner Sam has joined the game
Admin: "Omgz!"
Sysop has disconnected Player(1) from the game
Sysop has disconnected Player(2) from the game
Sysop has disconnected Shotgunner Sam from the game
TotallyOfTehHizzles! has joined the game
Admin: "Out of my game nigger gay-assed fagg0t!"
Sysop has disconnected TotallyOfTehHizzles! from the game
Admin: "OMGz! N00b! BAN!"
Sysop has disconnected Player from the game
Player(1) has joined the game
Player(2) has joined the game
AryanPride has joined the game
WhiteLiekTehMastahRace has joined the game
Shotgunner Sam has joined the game
Admin: "Omgz!"
Sysop has disconnected Player(1) from the game
Sysop has disconnected Player(2) from the game
Sysop has disconnected Shotgunner Sam from the game
TotallyOfTehHizzles! has joined the game
Admin: "Out of my game nigger gay-assed fagg0t!"
Sysop has disconnected TotallyOfTehHizzles! from the game
by Chang Tan December 21, 2004

by Chang Tan October 26, 2003

Actually the second hottest pepper. A puny silly bird-eye version called the Tepin beat Habanero to it!
by Chang Tan October 26, 2003

Homer simpson: We can't go to Florida... thats America's wang! *points at the dick-like state of Florida*
by Chang Tan December 31, 2003

A ISP for those who are too mentally deficient to fucking open Internet Explorer to browse, and instead must surrender its dignity to a company who can automatically load up a half-assed browser after connection. Technically your paying for more ads to be showed in your desktop, because every time you log in, popups flood the screen saying "Pay for AOL 9.0 PREMIUM for some RADICAL shit... DOGG!".
Half of those who attempted to use the signup system quit on their first try, and begin prank calling the AOL tech support.
Half of those who attempted to use the signup system quit on their first try, and begin prank calling the AOL tech support.
Disgruntled illiterate user: You fucking asshole! I didn't pay you guys money just to not set up my service, ASSHOLE!
Tech support: Please calm down sir, please state your inquiry.
Disgruntled illiterate user: My inquiry is that your a moron!
Tech support: *hangs up phone*
Disgruntled illiterate user: Hello? Hello? FUCK DIS SHIAT!
Tech support: Please calm down sir, please state your inquiry.
Disgruntled illiterate user: My inquiry is that your a moron!
Tech support: *hangs up phone*
Disgruntled illiterate user: Hello? Hello? FUCK DIS SHIAT!
by Chang Tan January 1, 2004

Awful computer game, where you serve as a god/deity that invokes your will on people too stupid to know when to take a shit, walk to the mailbox, and wake up in time for work.
The adults appear to have a mental illness, and a poor attention span, as they cannot stop chatting about soccer, airplanes, mountains, money, and the local burglar without crying a river, run back into their house, pee over the carpet, and still welcome their guests in to their kitchen, where a thriving colony of roaches and ants are having a squaredance in tile:#3457.
Sometimes the children are smarter and more active than their parents, keeping their fun, comfort, and social levels up, while somehow attaining a genetic trait that grants them immortality. However, if they ever miss a single bus when the time arrives, a humvee arrives to take them to military school.
Often its funnier to make the lives of your "victims" as agonizing as possible, rather than making them successful and prominent members of Simian society.
The adults appear to have a mental illness, and a poor attention span, as they cannot stop chatting about soccer, airplanes, mountains, money, and the local burglar without crying a river, run back into their house, pee over the carpet, and still welcome their guests in to their kitchen, where a thriving colony of roaches and ants are having a squaredance in tile:#3457.
Sometimes the children are smarter and more active than their parents, keeping their fun, comfort, and social levels up, while somehow attaining a genetic trait that grants them immortality. However, if they ever miss a single bus when the time arrives, a humvee arrives to take them to military school.
Often its funnier to make the lives of your "victims" as agonizing as possible, rather than making them successful and prominent members of Simian society.
I built a two story blood-speckled castle for the Weyland family, a tribe of demons visiting Sim-Estates to harvest fresh souls for the summoning of Cthulu. Already in the first 24 hours I had killed 80 Simian men.
Ah the joys of The Sims!
Ah the joys of The Sims!
by Chang Tan June 4, 2005

A self-capable farmboy/rancher.
Also may be interpreted as a sleazy barfly of the Old West who frequents taverns, wears cowhide knee-guards, spits chewed tobacco, and believes that a pistol-duel is a excellent problem solver.
Also may be interpreted as a sleazy barfly of the Old West who frequents taverns, wears cowhide knee-guards, spits chewed tobacco, and believes that a pistol-duel is a excellent problem solver.
Cowboy #1: "Gimme a chaw 'O tobacky will ya?"
Cowboy #2 (technically a "cow girl"): "Naw, you didn't pay me back the chaw I gave you before"
Cowboy #1: "Shutup and gimme the damn chaw woman!"
Cowboy #3: "Don't talk to my wimmin like that!"
Cowboy #3 hurls a fist at Cowboy #1, Cowboy #1 parries the attack easily, and throws another one but misses.
Cowboy #2 stands up from her chair, and lodges both of her fists into the brawler's chins.
Cowboy #2: "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaah!"
Cowboy #1 takes a half-full beer glass and breaks it on the head of Cowboy #3, knocking him unconcious before proceeding to pin Cowboy #2 to the ground and lifting her skirt up.
Cowboy #2 (technically a "cow girl"): "Naw, you didn't pay me back the chaw I gave you before"
Cowboy #1: "Shutup and gimme the damn chaw woman!"
Cowboy #3: "Don't talk to my wimmin like that!"
Cowboy #3 hurls a fist at Cowboy #1, Cowboy #1 parries the attack easily, and throws another one but misses.
Cowboy #2 stands up from her chair, and lodges both of her fists into the brawler's chins.
Cowboy #2: "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaah!"
Cowboy #1 takes a half-full beer glass and breaks it on the head of Cowboy #3, knocking him unconcious before proceeding to pin Cowboy #2 to the ground and lifting her skirt up.
by Chang Tan December 19, 2004
