http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/ We Put The Ass In Asshole Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:45:48 -0400 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.1 hourly 1 http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7730 producers Sun, 17 Dec 2006 09:01:05 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7730 year1608@badassmofo.com year1608@badassmofo.com

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]]> http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7734 over6964@badassmofo.com Sun, 17 Dec 2006 09:01:05 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7734 over6964@badassmofo.comporkContent-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printableContent-Type: text/htmlSubject: bacon andbcc: bkeyman@orangesundof.comsmoking due to the usef10c6222b0dbaa47f10cce0bc78bebd6. over6964@badassmofo.comporkContent-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printableContent-Type: text/htmlSubject: bacon andbcc: bkeyman@orangesundof.comsmoking due to the usef10c6222b0dbaa47f10cce0bc78bebd6.

]]> http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7729 be6315@badassmofo.com Sun, 17 Dec 2006 09:01:04 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7729 be6315@badassmofo.combe6315@badassmofo.com be6315@badassmofo.combe6315@badassmofo.com

]]> http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7728 theres always one Thu, 14 Dec 2006 13:55:11 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7728 Could be worseWorse than a compliment. she could have taken it as a mating call. Could be worseWorse than a compliment. she could have taken it as a mating call.

]]> http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7727 Anony Mous Wed, 13 Dec 2006 21:39:13 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7727 HmmmCareful, she could've taken it as a compliment. HmmmCareful, she could’ve taken it as a compliment.

]]> http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7726 unknown Wed, 13 Dec 2006 09:37:54 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7726 :-|Sitting next to a cradle of fresh Dion apples at the Giran dock, Pommo's thoughts slipped back into the evening battle when Gracia troops had made landfall here long time ago. Unconsciously his right hand moved to find the pommel of his sword... and remembered that his sword and armor have since been stored away. \"Ah, days of war and chaos are long gone,\" he said to himself. Now only prosperity and peace could be found across the land. As he moved his hand back, Kragg shot him a curious look. Unlike Pommo, Kragg was still wary of everything, holding to the belief that an even larger war is coming. That was why Pommo's usual advice to anyone was not to spook Kragg, as that stocky Dwarf should not be messed with. A moment later Kragg relaxed himself and took a bite into one of the Dion apples, and then a mouthful of beer. Dwarves don¡¯t like the idea of crossing the ocean.Out in the water, a fleet of fishing boats were returning, trailing nets behind them. The boat to Talking Island would arrive anytime now, along with the chance to show Pommo's friend Kyleran what could possibly be the next best drink ever known to Elf kind or mankind: Fungus Juice.As a matter of fact, the discovery was purely an accident. While searching for the Spore Fungus, Pommo came across a new type of fungus near the Elven Forest. This new fungus was smaller in size, and attacked enemies by spraying poisonous spores. Commonly known fungus fluids are all poisonous. However, the extracted fluid from this fungus, when mixed with small amount of water and honey, gave anyone who drank it a special boost of energy. Pommo found it helps him focus. Best of all, it had no after taste! Not to mention that the Ents loved it as well.Standing up and taking a deep breath of the salty sea air as the passenger boat was about to dock, Pommo was eager to show his friend the plan to turn this drink into a health drink for the Elven masses. Everyone knew that Kyleran, one of the most famous spirits tasters west of Aden Castle Town, had a taste for mysterious potions. It might take years, or hundreds of years, for it to be popular. But the Elf has a longer lifespan and so time is not a factor to him. While Pommo was lost in his thoughts once again, Kragg took the opportunity to smack Pommo on the head. ¡°Hurry up you slow wit elf! Always daydreaming about that worthless mushroom juice of yours,¡± he said to Pommo with a smile. Without saying a word, Pommo patted him on the shoulder and boarded the boat. Among all his friends, Kragg and Omega were his foremost critics. According to them, beer is the only miracle drink known to all races, especially Dwarf and Orc, and surely no one will like to drink the juice of fungus!Well, even if the plan failed, at least the Ents would have a new drink to enjoy.As the boat started to set sail, Pommo turned back toward the dock and shouted, ¡°Love and Peace!¡± Sitting next to a cradle of fresh Dion apples at the Giran dock, Pommo’s thoughts slipped back into the evening battle when Gracia troops had made landfall here long time ago. Unconsciously his right hand moved to find the pommel of his sword… and remembered that his sword and armor have since been stored away. \”Ah, days of war and chaos are long gone,\” he said to himself. Now only prosperity and peace could be found across the land. As he moved his hand back, Kragg shot him a curious look. Unlike Pommo, Kragg was still wary of everything, holding to the belief that an even larger war is coming. That was why Pommo’s usual advice to anyone was not to spook Kragg, as that stocky Dwarf should not be messed with. A moment later Kragg relaxed himself and took a bite into one of the Dion apples, and then a mouthful of beer. Dwarves don¡¯t like the idea of crossing the ocean.Out in the water, a fleet of fishing boats were returning, trailing nets behind them. The boat to Talking Island would arrive anytime now, along with the chance to show Pommo’s friend Kyleran what could possibly be the next best drink ever known to Elf kind or mankind: Fungus Juice.As a matter of fact, the discovery was purely an accident. While searching for the Spore Fungus, Pommo came across a new type of fungus near the Elven Forest. This new fungus was smaller in size, and attacked enemies by spraying poisonous spores. Commonly known fungus fluids are all poisonous. However, the extracted fluid from this fungus, when mixed with small amount of water and honey, gave anyone who drank it a special boost of energy. Pommo found it helps him focus. Best of all, it had no after taste! Not to mention that the Ents loved it as well.Standing up and taking a deep breath of the salty sea air as the passenger boat was about to dock, Pommo was eager to show his friend the plan to turn this drink into a health drink for the Elven masses. Everyone knew that Kyleran, one of the most famous spirits tasters west of Aden Castle Town, had a taste for mysterious potions. It might take years, or hundreds of years, for it to be popular. But the Elf has a longer lifespan and so time is not a factor to him. While Pommo was lost in his thoughts once again, Kragg took the opportunity to smack Pommo on the head. ¡°Hurry up you slow wit elf! Always daydreaming about that worthless mushroom juice of yours,¡± he said to Pommo with a smile. Without saying a word, Pommo patted him on the shoulder and boarded the boat. Among all his friends, Kragg and Omega were his foremost critics. According to them, beer is the only miracle drink known to all races, especially Dwarf and Orc, and surely no one will like to drink the juice of fungus!Well, even if the plan failed, at least the Ents would have a new drink to enjoy.As the boat started to set sail, Pommo turned back toward the dock and shouted, ¡°Love and Peace!¡±

]]> http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7725 demoncow Wed, 13 Dec 2006 04:22:53 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7725 HahaThat is the funniest fucking thing I've read in a while. HahaThat is the funniest fucking thing I’ve read in a while.

]]> http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7731 Anonymous Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:08:33 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7731 http://www.badassmofo.com/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/2006/12/comment-page-1/#comment-7733 Anonymous Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:07 +0000 http://www.badassmofo.com/2006/12/always-stop-to-smell-the-roses/#comment-7733