Kirby Krackle

I mean, I like video games and I like my co-workers because they are fun to talk to, and I'm used to dealing with irate customers but... oh the deary customers, how they do enjoy messing up a store. Not complaining, its just that I like to think if you take something off a shelf and decide you don't want it, you simply put it back where you got it from. I spend 40 minutes every night after closing rearranging the display walls, finding game cases on the floor, taking 360 games (green boxes) out of the Wii section (white boxes) and trying to figure out why people stick PS3 boxes in with the Strategy Guides. Also, its impossible to keep anything alphabetized, it can take well over an hour to finish a section only for it to last 30 minutes.

Still, I get a discount on my games, so I guess I can't complain too much

Preaching to the choir.

Yesterday, my small family had many animals with it. Three cats, three gerbils, two rats, two chinchillas and one elderly mouse. These were all living happily in a... modest sized apartment, more like a very furnished basement. The chinchillas (Diamond and Pearl) were the most recent addition and primarily my wife's idea though I fell in love with the funny little critters awfully quick. At the beginning of this month, or perhaps the end of last, my landlord comes wandering downstairs without any prior warning to mainly allow in ConEd to check our meters. Big whoop. He also likes to snoop. He's done this before, leaving bags of these anti-odor pebbles in odd corners, such as little cracks between our cupboard and refrigerator. He doesn't have to ask. It's his house. Some mention would be nice though, as this was done without our knowledge.

Anywho, ConEd. We did not tell him about the addition of the chinchillas. I don't think we had to. But the under thousand grams between them was far too much weight it seemed. He demanded the rodents out by the end of this month. Why? The smell, apparently. He can smell them from one floor up. I call BS on that, sir. Maybe it's his wife's obnoxious yappy dog screaming about the house and piddling everywhere that's making the smell.

The chinchillas would have been a part of this had my wife not fought so hard. The rest were not so lucky. Today, I had to say goodbye to my rats. We found a loving home on Craig's List, thankfully. I'm confident they will be well taken care of. I have two coworkers of mine ready to take the gerbils. Two of the little ones will go to one home, while the last; an older girl who lost her sister and mother months ago, is going to another. The mouse, as I've said, is old. So old, I'm tempted to simply hide her and give her a peaceful remaining days here where she knows the smells. Maybe. We still have a week to figure something out.

And that's it. The news broke me. It still stings now, in fact. I'm not asking for sympathy. I know I was technically wrong in hoarding these critters without telling him. But in my eyes, Chaotic Good is still Good. Like I said, I'm just getting things off my chest. Thanks for reading, if you cared to.

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Thats how a lot of our games tended to end up. My friend's "Blue Counter Deck," was particularly notorious. It basically taps all your land so you can't do anything, then it gives the other player infinite extra turns while they shuffle cards back into their deck and you get decked yourself.

One of those. I see, I see. There are ways around decks such as these, depending on what colors and play-styles you're comfortable with. Blue will use control right back. As will Black, but through different means. Discard, nasty and quick combos like Underworld Dreams + Howling Mine, etc etc. Also, Black offers a vicious type of aggro codenamed "Suicide Black", a personal favorite. Speaking of aggro, White and Red do the same. Obviously, Red also gets burn. Burn may be your quickest option to reduce Blue Control to ashes. For example:

Lastly, Green. Aside from swarming Elf tactics or pairing itself with Red, I'd advice against this unless there are some tricks I've forgotten.

Forgive me for that post, though. Both Blue, Counters and Milling rub my rhubarb the wrong way. I'd like to see you walk all over it.

Y'know, I was hoping I could find an appropriate welcome on Youtube. However, "An English Teacher" from Bye Bye Birdie seems to elude me. But anywho, welcome aboard!

Welcome aboard, new friend!

I love how this technically wins on turn three. I say technically, because you're not actually winning. You're just forcing your opponent to leave the table in a blind fury against you, your deck and your household.

Currently, my local Barnes and Noble. I'm... okay with the work. Sometimes, the customers drive me berserk, ESPECIALLY if I'm working in the cafe. I like my work even less now that hours have been viciously slashed. But the majority of my coworkers I adore. I love handling the books. I also love being one of the two people responsible for keeping the graphic novels and manga all straight.

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Confusion in the ranks is one of the cards in his "Chaos Deck," but there are others in there that do random effects that I don't remember what they all are, but I remember there was one that changed the color types of different spells around.

I've never played against infinite squirrels before, but I know someone who has that kind of a deck. (She loves squirrels, and its why she agreed to play magic I think.)

Other annoyingly hard to beat decks involved the isochron scepter, darksteel forge, and a combo for infinite glacial chasm.

We are the Borg. You will be befriended. Resistance is futile.

Fillies and Gentlecolts, raise your brohooves high. Welcome aboard.

Smells like Air Pressure is the song you speak of. Also, is that Polaris?

Nerdy One-ups? Let's see... Oh! This shames me slightly but I make AMVs. One of them was just not-bad enough to win Best in Show at a convention.

I played very briefly. Specifically, a Blood Elf Paladin from 1-14 one late night into early morning on a friend's account. I have not touched it since. My primary MMORPG addiction is City of Heroes.

I keep tryin to one-up you as far as shame is concerned. The best I can conjurr is my ability to sing along with those song parodies found at the end of Bill Nye the Science Guy episodes.

We are the Borg. You will be befriended. Resistance is futile.

A pleasure to have you. And do not despair over some rolling eyes. I get that exact same attitude from my wife. I bet she still thinks that me watching is still some prank I'm pulling.

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I play a bit of magic every now and again, but I am an amateur compared to my friends with their infinite life, infinite turns, infinite damage decks, to say nothing of the deck that makes everyone trade the cards in play and in their hands around to other players randomly every turn.

If you don't mind buying a few cards online, there is a combo known as infinite squirrel you could impress them with.

Welcome aboard, new friend.

Hey there. Just extending my welcome. Enjoy your stay.

Hehehe, Sir Fluffybutt.

The American Dream Dusty Rhodes (Yes, that's his name) I SWEAR is a Ragamuffin who just wandered into our lowly first apartment.

Chrysler Le Baron my wife found, on said car in our second apartment's parking lot when she was to leave for work. I was asleep at the time. She comes back inside, so I'm confused. She says she's leaving a cat in the bathroom. I'm more confused. At around... 1 or so, I think to myself as I wake up, "There is no way there is a cat in this bathroom". I open the door. "Oh. Hello".

Maxwell Edison was a black kitten we found crying for his mom at around one in the morning after a barbecue. The next day we were to head out to Otakon. It took 45 minutes plus some grilled chicken and help from a neighbor to grab him. I had to grab him by the butt too, which he hated. We put a lot of faith in leaving a kitten alone for four days with three grown males...

Felicia Hardy, a pregnant mother just kinda... sat there, waiting for us to pick her up. Same with Butters, an orange tabby.

Frenchie was ANOTHER pregnant given to us by a customer of mine (I work at a Barnes and Noble) who overheard I rescue cats. All of her babies were named after more Grease characters.

Patty we found as we were on our way to the car from NY Comicon. Plenty of strays in the Bronx, you see. She REALLY didn't like me picking her up and was flipping out. I may or may not have had to knock her onto the hood of the car to keep her sharp ends away from my face.

Eliza Dolittle I found while making a snowman. I see an orange streak across the field of white and I bolt, thinking it's a constantly pregnant red we've codenamed "Scarlet". I tackle her. It's not her. She's beyond sickly thin. Into the house she goes.

I know I have more stories, because this is nowhere near how many cats I've had. But... meh.

I was hoping I'd see a thread like this!

I've played for... well, I remember looking forward to Torment so around late 2000. I got my coaching in the game from a friend in exchange for me coaching him in chemistry. And not a moment went by where I didn't play Black. Post your decks, bronies! I've currently completed:

Mono-black Vampire Aggro

Mono-black Discard

Black/Green Saprolings

In the works currently are this bizarre Black/Red Madness/Hellbent nonsense that doesn't work and Mono-black Hatred.

I was hoping the Dark Knight trailer they Ponified would do the trick. So far, nope.

Seven is a nice, more sane number than mine. Got any fun stories about how you plucked them up?

I kidnap cats.

Nah, just joshing. I rescue strays. Welcome aboard! I'm new here too.

Shenanigans AND chicanery? Hot diggity. Looks like we'll have fun together, you and I. Welcome to the board!

As you have welcomed me, I welcome you! Which is weird, because you were here first, Clicky. Enjoy your stay!