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dusting this off coz i think what follows fits best here:
@speed_demon
bant coz you know what they say about the
foo, uh, shoe fitting.The "Foo" bird
Thousands of years ago there was a community known as the Goodnu's. As all communities did in those times, the Goodnu's lived right on the river bank for trading, transportation, and sustenance. Water was almighty and worshiped like a God.
Anyway, legends have it that one day, there was a tremendous hurricane far out in the ocean. It was so ferocious that it blew a large flock of "Foo" birds way off course, sending them inland many hundreds of miles, toward the Goodnu's community. The Goodnu people had never seen a "Foo" bird before and most were quite curious as to its sudden and what they figured was an evil presence.
As anyone in the know knows, the "Foo" bird is an exceptionally ugly, evil-looking bird. Its sudden appearance among the Goodnu people resulted in their becoming quite uneasy, with them wondering if they did something wrong to anger their God. They decided the bird should be avoided, and they went about their usual business.
A few days passed, then a "Foo" bird flew directly overhead and screeched: "Foo, Foo," and shat on a Goodnu's head. The man ran screaming into the river believing the holy powers of the river would cleanse him of this evil mess and its consequences. But as soon as the man washed the turd from his ear canal, he keeled over and died.
The Goodnu's were now absolutely terrified, and convinced of the "Foo" bird's evilness.
The next day a woman outside heard: "Foo, Foo." Before she could react, the "Foo" bird dropped a bomb landing a syrupy turd across her face. Panicking, grossed out, she ran into the river where she vigorously tried to wash the nasty mess off her face. The rest of the village watched in horror as the woman also died once she cleaned the crap off her face.
Then, the following day, the village wise-man heard the now infamous screech himself: "Foo, Foo." He, like others, had witnessed the terrible deaths of two of his villages' people in the last two days. He too was struck right in the forehead by the "Foo" birds accurately guided turd missile. His first reaction was terror and confusion and he sprinted towards the river; however, he stopped short and pondered his obvious demise should he cleanse the turd from his forehead. He decided not to cleanse the poo from his forehead, and lived. So, he decided to gather the around the others around the village center, where he told them:
"There is an obvious lesson here my good people...
The moral of this story is: If the Foo shits, wear it."
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