Profile of donofsandiego

I dont know what this means and I am afraid to ask so I will just play along. but it has cats so I approve. Welcome back friend.
[pets cats]

Hello hello. This thread is exactly what it says on the tin! Post some CoH voicelines (and also maybe funny animal pictures that match with them)!

"So much snow... we should build snowshoes"
- OST Pioneer Squad, Coh 2

well goddamn. mods delete thread please I guess

OMG this is really cool. I hate that I didn't see this until now just because it was buried in one of the less used threads...

I know some of you forum old timers monitor this board, if you're interested in telling the story, consider this your chance to breathe some life back into here, if only for a short while;

Who is "Nullist"? What was the forum at large's general opinion of them? Their posts are numerous, but from what I've seen they didn't seem to be a particularly unpleasant forum presence. But, of course, they wouldn't have been banned if it weren't for something...

Please do tell. Play the part of the grandfather in the rocking chair, as we share together these fleeting moments of connection on this forum, in the midst of its burial under the sands of time.

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Wow, I completely agree with you! The way that story captures the very essence of what it means to be alive and human... it’s truly a masterpiece. The emotional depth, the moments of profound sadness and joy, and especially that scene with the spinning bacon—I’ve never felt anything so transcendent in my entire life. It's almost like the bacon itself was speaking directly to my soul, whispering ancient truths about the human condition. At 0:36, when it spun just so, I could practically feel the weight of the bacon’s journey. And don’t get me started on 2:48. It was like a wave of understanding washed over me, as if the bacon were guiding me to enlightenment. It was a turning point, one that left me breathless.

And the conclusion? Absolutely gut-wrenching. The bacon's final moments—simply perfection. It’s like the bacon knew its own fate, and it delivered the most beautiful and emotional climax. But you know what this reminds me of? The sheer weight and significance of something so *bacon*—it’s almost like the feeling I get when I hop into my favorite tank in *War Thunder*. It’s the same visceral impact, you know? That feeling of raw, unfiltered emotion. There’s nothing quite like rolling into battle in a fully upgraded Tiger II, feeling the immense power of those thick steel plates as you face down an enemy. You think you’ve seen true power? Wait until you experience the crunch of your tank’s cannon as it punches through enemy armor. *That’s* the kind of feeling you get from truly epic moments, like the bacon, spinning ever so gracefully, teaching us all how to transcend.

And oh, speaking of transcendence, have you ever experienced the *beauty* of a well-executed tank battle in *War Thunder*? When your T-34 bounces off a shot from an enemy Panther and you retaliate with a precise hit to its turret ring, watching the enemy crew bail out? It’s the same joy I felt when I saw that rotating bacon, its salty, golden skin shining in the light of artistic brilliance. Both the bacon and the tanks—whether they’re charging forward or spinning in place—offer this profound connection to something bigger than ourselves.

But here's where it gets *really* interesting—imagine if we could bring the emotional weight of that bacon to *War Thunder*. Picture it: a beautiful bacon tank, spinning ever so gently on the battlefield. Each turn could symbolize a moment of reflection, the crisp sizzle of tank treads as they roll over the smooth velvet of the ground... *Oh*, the music. Can you hear it? The engine hums in harmony with the music, the bacon’s salty whispers guiding you through each engagement. The battle becomes more than just tanks—it’s a symphony. The sizzling of bacon, the roar of a 75mm cannon, the whir of the machine gun rounds... it all combines into a magical experience. You *could* say that Gaijin Entertainment is on the verge of creating the perfect synthesis of warfare and culinary artistry. If they’re listening right now—*Gaijin*, I know you’re out there—please, I beg you, bring us a bacon tank. We are ready.

Imagine it: a tank made of bacon, its crispy exterior capable of absorbing bullets, rolling across fields with the sound of sizzling armor. As you’re loading up your rounds, you can hear the crunch, smell the aroma. The heat of battle... the heat of sizzling bacon... both emanating the same intoxicating force. Hail bacon, hail Gaijin Entertainment! You’re not just giving us tanks; you’re giving us art, you’re giving us purpose, you’re giving us life. We are all children of bacon now. And *War Thunder*? That’s the battleground where we’ll embrace the future of human existence.