[st d] I see it took you several days to think up that piece of idiocy. Observe, the rest of you drooling, slack-jawed incompetents, the shit sandwich he has just spewed out. First, the grand absurdity -- decreeing the winning move, forsooth. Does the holy dog take two moves at chess? Carry the ball at football? Award himself medals for races he never ran? Perhaps he does -- perhaps he even cheats at patience! Then a repetitive filling of swear words, the nearest his limited mind can come to real invective. Finally, the other side of the sandwich, an attempt to co-opt his microcephalic colleages into complicity with his self-assumed dictatorship, berating them with insults the while. So then, you can either accept his deserved contempt and bow to his caligulous rule, well be you suited to each other, or accept that the game has already been won. I shall take great pleasure watching from firm ground as the ship of fools drifts away on the sea of ignorance, and its denizens tear up its planks with which to beat each other. Ecclesiastes 7:5-6 will repay study.

[Rensdorf] Oooh look at you with your big words. And really I cannot stand those who invoke biblical references in a secular context. So crawl back down that hole you came from, or at least have the decency to play under your usual name, you coward.

As ever, Rensdorf and rab have gone off on one, and forgotten to make a move. How easy does this game have to be made before you people can play it? Charing Cross

rensdork] forsooth, gadzooks and verily; I fist you hard in your broken hole.

[Darren] The pass was implicit, which even the most casual - and I would say you are very casual - of observers would have noticed.