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  1. Marlins NO LIMIT Army, Prepare! We have fought off the Little Cubs (again). As you are well aware, this job is far far from done. We know how to wage this war. We have won this war, we will continue to push forward. I implore, no no no I NEED you to squeeze hold that left nut (or ovary) until it truly hurts. Squeeze 10 seconds longer at that point. Primal roar. Primal scream. Make those fucking Braves hide in fear. It is time to conjure up times of this: May our pitching greats have strike zones like that as we summon the ghost of Eric Gregg. May our hitters find stirke zones that Gerry Davis may give us! May new heroes emerge. HOLD THAT FUCKING FLANK TIGHT!!!! I implore you to push forward though. There is no looking back. Fuck what is behind us. Fuck what is ahead of us. It is about the here and now. Show your fandom. Shake your cock or shake your tits, whatever brings you that good time feeling. In 3 short wins we will get those old school beers, pop them up and feel that sting. NO FUCKING BEER GOOGLES!!!! But let's not get ahead of ourselves. We find ourselves again facing the Atlanta 'not racially insensitive' Braves in this playoff round. Look, the mighty Braves are winners of these minor skirmishes. Good for them. Let them take their accolades. Let's look at this truth. Marlins NO LIMIT Army - 1. Atlanta ' Not racially insensitive' Braves - 0. What is that scoreboard. Playoffs. The only thing that fucking counts. Win your minor 162 game skirmishes. I prefer to win wars. I prefer to lead this mother fucking NO LIMIT army into battle and emerge with my flag flying higher than any other fan. Now.... the time is upon us AGAIN. Grab that left nut (or ovary). Squeeze real hard. Don't pop it though, you must be smart. I can't have you blowing your load quite yet. For you see this is only one battle in this war. While the inferior Marlin armies are posting stupid shit like this: Seriously, who gives a flying fuck what the San Diego fucking Padres are doing. The Marlins NO LIMIT army is busy pushing forward. Doing what we know how to do. Finding those good luck charms, that old ratty tshirt, that old hat thats weathered and dirty over time. Getting out those Marlin candles, those Marlin bobbleheads, whatever works for you do it. Shake those titties or those cocks like there is no tomorrow. I can only have victory. I can only focus on winning and vanquishing our opponent. Grab that mother fucking left nut (or ovary) squeeze it til it hurts. Playtime is over. The train is pushing down the track, gaining steam, gaining momentum, gaining speed. The time to hop on board is past. This is a runaway fucking Army. Let's go get this one boys (and girls). Victory will be ours. Let's get images of this again v these fucking Braves again.
  2. Marlin Fans, It is time. The time is upon us. Playoff season is upon us. Its time to grab that left nut (or ovary) and let out the most primal scream that you have ever let out. We have done this before. We will do it again. I have called upon troops to get ready for this time. I have called for preparation of this season. That time is upon us. We have been in this fight before. We have conquered the battlefield before. When we have been called upon to battle in the past we have risen victorious. This is the real NO LIMIT Marlins Army. I need you to be ready for battle. Grab that good luck charm, that old tattered shirt or jersey, that ratty old hat. Burn your Ivan Rodriguez candles again, put on the face of Miguel Rojas if you need to in order to burn that candle. Get your rosary beads if you do that, be ready. Its NO LIMIT time. Its time to grab that left nut (or ovary) hard. Its time to get your shit together. It's time to not look back. We are there now. We are ready to roll. The train left the station. I implore you to be passionate. I implore you to be primal. I implore you to not give a fuck about anyone less. I implore you to go NO LIMIT. We are the original fucking platoon of this fan base. Don't let these new imposters confuse you. While these lesser inferior armies are sending out shit like: The Marlins NO LIMIT Army are putting on that eye black, grabbing and squeezing that left nut (or ovary) and preparing for battle. This is no joke. We know how to make this happen and I implore you to fight hard, cheer harder and let all know where you stand. There is no looking back, only looking forward. The time is upon us soldiers. NO LIMIT is upon us. I need you at your best. I need you to get it all done. I need you to be passionate. I need you to fight. Its battle season and no battle season has ever been more open. Its time to slay some Cubs. Leave them behind in our wake and push forward NO LIMIT style. No quarter. No mercy. Fight. Push. Conquer. Nothing but victory is acceptable. Grab and squeeze that nut (or ovary) until it hurts, until you feel like its going to burst in your hands because who cares about the past. Its about today and the battle on our hands. Looking to tomorrow is a sucker's game. I need you TODAY. The NO LIMIT Army needs you TODAY. Let's go.
  3. MAN YOUR FUCKING BATTLESTATIONS! MAN YOUR FUCKING BATTLESTATIONS. The time is upon us men (and women). If you have been grabbing that left nut (or ovary) already as a true fan and as a part of this NO LIMIT Army of Marlin fans, I thank you for your loyalty and service. I need you to keep grabbing that left nut (or ovary), just a little harder now. You see, its do or die time. It's the time that will determine if we have a chance to take this battle field or if we will go down fighting like a champion! If you have not been all aboard, this is just about the last stop on this train to hop aboard and be a part of the NO LIMIT Marlins army. I need you to grab that fucking left nut (or ovary), let out that fucking primal growl, the one that comes from deep deep down inside your body and let all know who you stand for. Let people know you will not go down. Let people know you intend to be here at the end of the day, waving that flag high as you look out over the battlefield at the fallen armies laid in your haste. I need, and I implore you to get in and get on. The final battles approach us and we must be mindful of time as it is running short. Give it all you have, no holding back. For you see Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge. It brings out all that is best; it removes all that is base. All men are afraid in battle. The coward is the one who lets his fear overcome his sense of duty. Duty is the essence of manhood (and womanhood) and is the essence of being part of this Marlins NO LIMIT ARMY! Its NO LIMIT time. It's time to charge to our destiny!!!! How bout you!
  4. The fact there are only 6 likes to my post is embarrassing and pathetic. The final battle will not go our way with maggots like so many of you around here refusing to go NO LIMIT in the pursuit of this war. Its time to nut up and show everyone what side of the tracks you are on. The train is leaving the station and you need to get your ass on the train and you need to get on it NOW. Damn maggots go hang with the swine if you refuse to stand behind and rise up for battle.
  5. Gentlemen (and Ladies), The battle has not stopped, the field is not cleared yet and our flag is not the one flying high (yet). I implore all of you to saddle up and be prepared for this long and courageous fight. We must continue to go No Limit, your support on this quest for the playoffs is needed and appreciated. Look at what going No Limit has done, our spot in the tournament looks secure, but by no means is it safe! We must continue to pursue the enemy, cheer on this young, scrappy, hungry team and push them into the playoffs! In times like these, we have to look at what we know. What we know is that deep down we have the knowledge of finishing a war is like. Let's rekindle those emotions, grab that left nut (or ovary) as each skirmish wages on and don't let up. As we deeper into the trenches, it will be time to squeeze a little harder, let out a deeper primal roar. Find that good luck charm. Wear that old hat, that ratty tshirt, that special bobblehead, those rosary beads, whatever it is, use it. They still exist. They have worked before. They will work again. The Fight is only beginning gentlemen (and ladies). I cannot have you back off as of yet. I cannot have you let off the gas. I need you to push harder. Make this team feel like fans are in the ballpark from afar. Watch those games, break the ratings machines. It's time to show the world what this No Limit Army is capable of once again. We have been dormant for far too long. It is time to rectify that situation. Saddle up. Nut up. Grab that left nut (or ovary) and let's keep on fighting this fight. Let's see if we can taste that sweet taste of victory yet again, smell that sweet smell of the battlefield after you are victorious. Are you with me?
  6. Surely this is not all the troops I have to lead this army into battle to take this crown is it? Its time to nut up boys (and girls). It's time to fight for what you desire. Its time to put all your heart and soul into a unified mission. The time is now. No Limit Boys (and girls). No Limit.
  7. No. This is battle where we are the aggressor.. This is saddling up and heading into town looking for that pennant. Not a defense of anything, instead we are the aggressor. We are coming into town and taking what we seek. We are ripping the hopes and dreams from the armies we conquer along the way until we are left on the battlefield, waving our flag proudly over our vanquished opponents.
  8. Sounds like you have an issue following direction. You will just have to grab that left nut and hope for the best son. Times like these call for our soldiers to be unified in battle. Cannot have any that do not follow direction as that will lead us down a path of failure. Grab that left nut son and give it a big ole squeeze.
  9. Its been a long time coming gentlemen and ladies. It is September and we are in the playoff race. I know some of you are unaware of how things work, but let me give you a primer: It is nearly playoff season. The Marlins are in the thick of the hunt. The time is upon us to go No Limit for the Marlins in our quest for Pennant #3, World Series trophy #3. It's time to put aside all our differences, put aside all the bullshit and the infighting and unite for a common cause. You MUST go NO LIMIT in your support of the Marlins basball team. Grab your good luck charms, grab your old dingy hats, your old dingy jerseys, or tshirts. Dust them off. Put that sweat stained or beer stained 2003 championship gear on and saddle up boys (and girls). I implore you.... grab your left nut (or your left ovary) and let out a primal scream. There is no looking back. The train is leaving the station and I need all Marlin fans on this train, I NEED the Marlins No LImit Army to be ready to roll as we move into October and do what only we can do. Be victorious. Unlike any other franchise, October means victory. October means conquest. It is time boys and girls. It has been a long time coming. Grab that nut (or ovary) as hard as you can, squeeze until it hurts, and let out that primal yell in support of this baseball club. Its No Limit time. It's Go Time!
  10. Alright Maggots! The 2016 season is upon us. I demand all loyal Marlin fans to unite. It appears new leadership is here. New leadership on this site and in the Marlins dugout. Its time for us all to grab our right nut, scream in pleasure as we pledge our allegiance to this team. Give our everything as we embark on this season. There is only one goal, that is to win. Anything less is unacceptable. I need you, no I demand you to grab your right nut, scream ugggh! It's not pain you are feeling. You are feeling the pleasure from devotion to your team and to your cause. Here is to 2016. Long live the Marlins. Long live this great community!!
  11. 1) Grab your left nut and say Marlins. 2) No Limit Marlins Army = Victory 3) 2009 = The Return to October.
  12. People are down. People are saying its over. What is it that is over? What is done? Our playoff chances? Hardly. I stand before you today, telling you people one thing. The war is just beginning. The skirmishes to this point have been minor. They have been small campaigns. The major campaigns are still to come. The time is approaching. Its time for the real fans to stand up. Push the bandwagon to the side, and carry this train. Is this race run? No. If you are a fan, a real fan, a true believing fan, I need you now. I need you to show your force. We have to go all out. We cannot back down. We cannot let the enemy see our weakness, we must exploit the enemies' weaknesses. And believe me, the enemy has plenty of weaknesses. So now, to all my army, to the entire No Limit Marlins army, its time. Its time to grab your left nut and yell out, yell out that we will not back down, we will not quit, we will not be defeated. There may be times when things look grim as they do now. But believe you me, the enemy will know that its not done until we are slayed. And we will not be slayed. So grab yoru left nut, grunt loud! Tell the world that you are all in, that you are a proud member of this legion of fans. (And if you dont have a left or right nut, grab your left ovary) I'll see you on the battlefield.
  13. Man your battlestations. The enemy is upon us. The ENEMY IS UPON US NOW!!!! Here we sit, 1 game over .500 and we are in a precarious position. We are right there in this playoff hunt, we are on the cusp of history, but we cannot do it alone. We cannot do it by ourselves, we need this army to help lead us once more to the promised land. We have a rich history, we have a glorious history. This army has helped lead this team to the top of the mountain and conquor the other armies before and we will do it again. I urge you people to man your battlestations, hop on board for the hoards that will be joining us, be the leaders yet again in this army of greatness. Grab that left nut and say ugh! If you dont have a nut, then grab that left ovary and also say ugh! We need you to be the frontline of this army, to be the ones that hold the flag and lead the charge. I need you, we need you, be my soliders. The time is now. Let's win this battle and win this damn WAR!
  14. The basic premise of this post is fine... But this wannabe gangsta Masta P "No Limit" stuff is kind of sickening and makes me think that you are perhaps Randy Messenger trying to make us all forget about how terrible you are at throwing strikes. If I was a Master P wannabe, I wouldnt be talking in the tone I am, and wouldnt have the history around here that I do. This isnt about some type of hip hop crap or whatever it is, its about manning your battle stations for the war that is the quest for the playoffs.
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