- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
First off, sparnts is a [color=green]Troll[/color], so don't reply to him, and second, this should be interesting to speculate about, just for fun:
Whopper Sandwich says,
Frankie doesn't have the guts to tell us about downloadable content.
I do too have the guts! In fact I'm going to tell you what the maps and timing are right…hey wait a minute. I AM scared. Working for Bungie is like rolling around a marshmallow factory in a cotton wool blankie but with a single frightening caveat. We also work for Microsoft. Here's a list of the things Microsoft is wealthy enough to do to yours truly if I ever step out of line:
Lure me to Manhattan, and drop a Steinway Piano on my head from the Empire State Building – WHILE Elton John plays the acoustic version of Rocket Man on it.
Launch a network of three particle beam accelerators into space, then use them to shoot the ground in front of me while I dance, until the heat, fear and exhaustion cause my heart to fail.
Pay for every single girl in America to leave for Europe - except for Joan and Melissa Rivers.
Cover me with gold in the Han Solo Carbonite pose, and then dangle me around Shaq's neck as a new piece of Bling.
Have American Idol's Simon Cowell live in my bathroom and criticize my shower singing every morning until I die.
What else could Mircrosoft do? Here's my thoughts:
-Clean up Nouguchi's desk (sry if I spelled your name wrong, Matt) and then blame it on Frankie.
-Have hired thugs drag him out of the office to have him "squirreled."
-Force him to play ranked Rumbe Pit matches until his level is -50.
-Develop a geneticly enhanced supersoldier and then have them duke it out on 3-round Pay-Per-View boxing.
-Make him play me in Halo 2.
-Stuff him, and use him as a coat rack.
-Launch nuclear missiles into space in order to set the moon off course to hit Frankie... and everyone else. (I mean, c'mon, what's Russia going to do with em'? They're going out of date n e ways...)
-Make him drop and do 50 pushups.