This one you know already. Their dog, Oberon, is really huge. 
Really huge. I took that picture standing in front of him.
Well, besides looking dumbstruck at Oberon, we also did the whole tourist thing.
Eiffel Tower:
It's tiny, lol.
Hmmm, maybe not.
Okay, in fact it is rather big.
To give you an idea, this pillar is about the size of one of Oberon's legs.
Well, we went straight to the top.
This is me, being on the top of the tower, being vain.
Acrophobia, anyone?
Somewhere in the city: a pegasus, a trumpet and boobies on a bridge.
The next day, we went to Versaille, residence of the French kings. Well, the last few of them anyway.
My girlfriend and me in front of Versaille.
To avoid boring you with a myriad of artworks decorating the palace, here's just a picture of the chapel inside of Versaille.
And of course we also visited the Louvre. You know, Mona Lisa, the Da Vinci Code, Tom Hanks.
That day my girlfriend took the pictures.
Inside you can see some of the most famous artworks ever. Like for example the
Magnificent Goose Wrestler
MMMmmmmmhhmmmmmmmmm...
...mmmhmm... what the fuck?!
I have no clue either. But I think there must be 13 more of these.
That's what I got for letting my girlfriend use the camera; girls with dicks and some kind of antler collection.
And a picture of of all the ECers in Paris, of course.
The last day we did some road-trippin'.
Your car is going to explode in 600 meters. There is no escape, sucker. Have a nice day.
This picture I took just for Maradon.
Well, I have about 200MB of other pictures with churches from the out- and inside, Paris from above and below and of Oberon, but what I have posted so far, should be enough for you.
Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite. - John Kenneth Galbraith
Thanks for posting the pictures 
Edit your GF looks hawt BTW. Must run to gym lose weight I'm fat. Almond fucked around with this message on 08-15-2006 at 01:57 PM.
And what the hell is with the chin pubes mang.
It's not something people hear about.
quote:
I have no clue either. But I think there must be 13 more of these.
Look like sword hangers to me.
EDIT: That dog is F* Huge! Gork fucked around with this message on 08-15-2006 at 04:50 PM.
Lyinar Ka`Bael, Piney Fresh Druidess - Luclin
Tarq's stylin' soul patch is like a drinking game...if you see it, take a drink, if someone else in the picture sees it, two drinks. If they point at it in awe, finish the bottle.
I don't think Sage likes having his picture taken. He never looks happy to have his pic taken. Vern, on the other hand, is having fun hamming it up for the camera.
sigpic courtesy of This Guy, original modified by me
And yet...he seems like such a happy dog. He clearly seems to be enjoying the new people in that pic. He's allowing you to take pics of him close up (not a lot of dogs will). He seems happy in most pics of him I've seen. Surely he would NEVER consider...oh...coming in while you're sleeping and sitting on your head.
sigpic courtesy of This Guy, original modified by me
quote:
Ja'Deth Issar Ka'bael had this to say about Jimmy Carter:
I noticed Oberon's collar. That's all the threat you need if you're considering messing with that dog. attach a leash to it. Go ahead. There is no way in this universe, abiding by our physics, that anything attached to that collar would ever stop that dog.And yet...he seems like such a happy dog. He clearly seems to be enjoying the new people in that pic. He's allowing you to take pics of him close up (not a lot of dogs will). He seems happy in most pics of him I've seen. Surely he would NEVER consider...oh...coming in while you're sleeping and sitting on your head.
he looks like he might just lovingly insert your head in his mouth, or you know click your entire face in one lick.
Also, I'm not sure who has the larger breasts in this picture - Bloodsage with his magnificently hard nipples, or the 36DD (42DD?) in the maroon tanktop.
Looks toward 'Sage
quote:
And now, we sprinkle Blackened liberally with Old Spice!
Those pictures fucking rock. You look like a really sweet guy to hang around with, Tarq.
Oh, he is. His girlfriend's really cool, too. He'll drink your goddamned ass under the table, though.
Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite. - John Kenneth Galbraith
Malbi fucked around with this message on 08-15-2006 at 11:55 PM.
And the two laying down statue pictures remind me of a Monty Python scetch. X)
bloodsage has a big dog
its true i swear!
quote:
Gadani enlisted the help of an infinite number of monkeys to write:
What kind of dog is Oberon?
i think it might be a big dog but im not sure you might wanna ask someone
- I like my beard spot. It was in fashion here about ten years ago. Never got rid of it.
- Yes, I've been told to be a nice guy to hang out with. But I also paid Karnaj for his post in this thread.
*clings to solid ground*
quote:
This one time, at Tarquinn camp:
Everytime we took him out for a walk, he was usually surrounded by a small crowd of people wanting to take pictures of Oberon.
Celebrity dog itt
quote:
So quoth Tarquinn:
Why has no one yet commented on my awesome Thundercats shirt?!
That stopped being cool in America months ago.
quote:
Tarquinn had this to say about pies:
See, that's why I visited Paris, and not the States.
Nobody is cool in Paris.
It's too cool for itself.
quote:
Tarquinn's fortune cookie read:
See, that's why I visited Paris, and not the States.
But you posted on a messageboard occupied by about 90% of people from the United States. So maybe Mod or Jens or Pvednes will give you a high-five for that, but Vorbis, Suddar and I have already moved onto the next big thing.
Spicy frogs.
quote:
This insanity brought to you by Mr. Parcelan:
But you posted on a messageboard occupied by about 90% of people from the United States. So maybe Mod or Jens or Pvednes will give you a high-five for that, but Vorbis, Suddar and I have already moved onto the next big thing.Spicy frogs.
The decadent euphoria of buffalo wings finally meets the irresistable joy of hating the French.
It's the biggest thing since sliced minks.
