It is such a hard choice between the man without a name and the man whose name is smurfing woodinator
It is such a hard choice between the man without a name and the man whose name is smurfing woodinator
Okay, time to release the results of the el grande finale!
The Grand Finale Results
Woodinator...........||||\ (5)
I Don't Need A Name..||| (3)
Wood ya know it? You DO need a name to win and it looks like that name would also be Woodinator as the winner of this Summertime Screen Name Tournament. Winner of the Grass Division, defeating such names like my very own Agent Proto, Flambard D'Quinceteth, The Shoeless Hobo, and finally I Don't Need A Name (who would be the third such name featuring "I" in their usernames, joining I'm my own MILF and I Took The Red Pill) to win!
He would join 24 others in the UnOfficial Screen Name Hall of Fame, making it to a cool 25 members. Congrats dude, wherever you are. Your name is amongst the best!
No shame in losing to the winner.![]()
I'm still sad Quin didn't win.![]()
Good job smurfing WOODINATOR. I voted for Andy but I was happy either way. I wonder if adding "inator" to other names would give them a better shot. Maybe The Shoeless Hoboinator would win next time.
Mercen-Xinator. I don't know that works as well.![]()
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
Damnit this is done? I was coming here to vote.Sorry proot. I hadn't been checking GC much with trying to keep track of the CK comp.
A good name to win it in Woodinator. Shame a cow disguised as a tree didn't make it further in the competition, and of course my favourite The Shoeless Hobo lost out again, but overall a good contest this time around. Thanks, pr00t, for your efforts.
Bow before the mighty Javoo!
Congrats, Woodinator.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Y_KNYNzN6A
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.