Who are you? No, who are you really? 
As a kid, did you grow up watching Kung-Fu cinema for four hours straight daily?
Did you wish you could glide like a leaf in the wind while performing unrealistic acts of sword and knife slashing that would puree a palm tree yet can't seem to create more than a flesh wound upon your deadly adversary? Did you or do you still believe that the "palm claw" is a viable weapon and climbing tool that when combined with camouflage could enable you invisable in any surrounding?
Tired of yelling "ching ching ching" while violently swinging sticks at your overweight slightly slow and unliked neighbor, did you finally set forth to acquire your mystical weapon by entering your local mall? Did you buy the first Asian inspired blade that cost $7.99, with a set of three throwing stars for $3.99?
While walking out with you P.O.S., did you notice that by coincidence there was a Tae Kwon Do dojo right next store beckoning you to your ultimate destiny? Did you join? Did your mom pay? Did you get your white "Gi" and your white belt . . did you get your butt kicked by your neighbor? Did you then realized your mother only agreed to get you the lessons to baby-sit you while she had an affair with her landscaper?
You broke that P.O.S. blade didn't you. You lost interest in the throwing stars because you couldn't make them stick in a piece of cardboard, which intern made you wondered how much skill it would take to actually disarm an attacking ninja with one . .plus you lost them in the grass.
You stopped going to you Tae Kwon Do. You caught your mom with the landscaper
and as much as you wanted to perform the deadly secret three-finger death touch on him, the best you could do was hope his lawnmower found those three throwing stars you lost.
You gave up on being the perfect Ninja . . .and realized as we all do that the closest you will come to becoming an assassin . . . is just the first thee letters.
Years later, your childhood fascination to become more than who you were led you into hobbies that you may not truly understand. Knife collecting!!! Some look cool, some look wicked, some look enchanting, mystical, and futuristic. Then comes the words . . Military use . . tactical . . spec ops . .night ops . . DARK OPS . .ooooo sounds so cool.
. . .Now, you post threads talking about knives and what secret military purpose it has that you don’t even know what is . . . or just about how bitch’n it looks.
Then the Ultimate Blow is dealt when your fellow knife lovers label you the MALL NINJA. GOD it SUCKS!! Labeled and hated by your own kind. You won’t stand for it! 
You fight back with post after post of useless B.S. information inwhich you are too proud to realize that you have no idea of what you’re talking about. Yet you still defend yourself with various replies like,
“You don’t know what your talking about, it secret government training . . STUFF!”
“There are plenty of uses for it . . .like . .umm . shaving a baboons ass!”
“It’s an operators knife . .and your not suppose to know!”
“Gosh you guys are mean . . I just thought I ‘d share with you what The End Of The World knife would look like, I’m not gonna come back here ever . . . ever!!”
and threads with questions like this . . .
“What is the best steel that will never dull, rust, break, and will shine like a mirror and cut through anything?”
Hmmmmmm . .were you looking for Wolverine’s claws?
If this is not you.
Do hate the elusive mall ninja? Were you truly born with all the knowledge of steels, styles, materials, and funcuality of all knives? Sure you were. You can’t be a MALL NINJA, your smart and buy quality knives, and never fall for the gimmicky “MAXIPUSS Blade Of The Impenetrable Chastity Belt by MASTER knife maker Mike Hunt” kind-of-knives.
Then again . . who will ever come out a claim that they are truly a Death-Defying MALL NINJA?
Okay.
Me. :foot:
I am a damn Mall Ninja, and I call all my brethren to come out of the shadows! It is time! Throw away your smoke bombs and diversion-illusionary tactics for they are no longer needed. WE WILL RUN NOR HIDE NO FURTHER!
Today we make a stand and show them that or P.O.S.’s, cheap as they maybe, will still cut down those who stand in our way, and if not .will still in some way hurt them. Our strange, an unusually shaped knives do have special purposes, and although we may not no what that may be, we will try our hardest to figure it out while we fight for our acceptance here on BF.
Heed our warnings and understand this BF. . WE ARE HERE AND WE ARE HERE TO STAY. Whether it be to annoy you with our Threads and posts of stupid ignorant questions or comments or to just plum waste your time. At least until you make us cry with your cruel and unwarranted comments which make fun of our impulses for buying $700 dollar fantasy knives that come with a plaque of fictional mythology about Randorians and their quest to quell the Beast Of Virgins. .FOR then we will adjourn to another site where we are again unknown as THE MALL NINJAS!
P.S. I am not really a Mall Ninja!!!!!!
Sorry to call you out my Brethren. .you are on your own!
Legal note: This thread was created for entertainment purposes only and was not meant to hurt or insult anyone’s feelings. Stephan is not responsible or liable in anyway for any actions taken by any Mall Ninjas upon reading this thread. Any similarities in this thread to anyone are purely coincidental, and were created solely from the creative genius that is Stephan.
No Mall Ninjas were injured during the typing of this thread.
As a kid, did you grow up watching Kung-Fu cinema for four hours straight daily?
Did you wish you could glide like a leaf in the wind while performing unrealistic acts of sword and knife slashing that would puree a palm tree yet can't seem to create more than a flesh wound upon your deadly adversary? Did you or do you still believe that the "palm claw" is a viable weapon and climbing tool that when combined with camouflage could enable you invisable in any surrounding?
Tired of yelling "ching ching ching" while violently swinging sticks at your overweight slightly slow and unliked neighbor, did you finally set forth to acquire your mystical weapon by entering your local mall? Did you buy the first Asian inspired blade that cost $7.99, with a set of three throwing stars for $3.99?
While walking out with you P.O.S., did you notice that by coincidence there was a Tae Kwon Do dojo right next store beckoning you to your ultimate destiny? Did you join? Did your mom pay? Did you get your white "Gi" and your white belt . . did you get your butt kicked by your neighbor? Did you then realized your mother only agreed to get you the lessons to baby-sit you while she had an affair with her landscaper?
You broke that P.O.S. blade didn't you. You lost interest in the throwing stars because you couldn't make them stick in a piece of cardboard, which intern made you wondered how much skill it would take to actually disarm an attacking ninja with one . .plus you lost them in the grass.
You stopped going to you Tae Kwon Do. You caught your mom with the landscaper
and as much as you wanted to perform the deadly secret three-finger death touch on him, the best you could do was hope his lawnmower found those three throwing stars you lost.You gave up on being the perfect Ninja . . .and realized as we all do that the closest you will come to becoming an assassin . . . is just the first thee letters.
Years later, your childhood fascination to become more than who you were led you into hobbies that you may not truly understand. Knife collecting!!! Some look cool, some look wicked, some look enchanting, mystical, and futuristic. Then comes the words . . Military use . . tactical . . spec ops . .night ops . . DARK OPS . .ooooo sounds so cool.
. . .Now, you post threads talking about knives and what secret military purpose it has that you don’t even know what is . . . or just about how bitch’n it looks. Then the Ultimate Blow is dealt when your fellow knife lovers label you the MALL NINJA.
GOD it SUCKS!! Labeled and hated by your own kind. You won’t stand for it! You fight back with post after post of useless B.S. information inwhich you are too proud to realize that you have no idea of what you’re talking about. Yet you still defend yourself with various replies like,“You don’t know what your talking about, it secret government training . . STUFF!”
“There are plenty of uses for it . . .like . .umm . shaving a baboons ass!”
“It’s an operators knife . .and your not suppose to know!”
“Gosh you guys are mean . . I just thought I ‘d share with you what The End Of The World knife would look like, I’m not gonna come back here ever . . . ever!!”
and threads with questions like this . . .
“What is the best steel that will never dull, rust, break, and will shine like a mirror and cut through anything?”
Hmmmmmm . .were you looking for Wolverine’s claws?
If this is not you.
Do hate the elusive mall ninja? Were you truly born with all the knowledge of steels, styles, materials, and funcuality of all knives? Sure you were. You can’t be a MALL NINJA, your smart and buy quality knives, and never fall for the gimmicky “MAXIPUSS Blade Of The Impenetrable Chastity Belt by MASTER knife maker Mike Hunt” kind-of-knives.
Then again . . who will ever come out a claim that they are truly a Death-Defying MALL NINJA?
Okay.
Me. :foot:
I am a damn Mall Ninja, and I call all my brethren to come out of the shadows! It is time! Throw away your smoke bombs and diversion-illusionary tactics for they are no longer needed. WE WILL RUN NOR HIDE NO FURTHER!
Today we make a stand and show them that or P.O.S.’s, cheap as they maybe, will still cut down those who stand in our way, and if not .will still in some way hurt them. Our strange, an unusually shaped knives do have special purposes, and although we may not no what that may be, we will try our hardest to figure it out while we fight for our acceptance here on BF.
Heed our warnings and understand this BF. . WE ARE HERE AND WE ARE HERE TO STAY. Whether it be to annoy you with our Threads and posts of stupid ignorant questions or comments or to just plum waste your time. At least until you make us cry with your cruel and unwarranted comments which make fun of our impulses for buying $700 dollar fantasy knives that come with a plaque of fictional mythology about Randorians and their quest to quell the Beast Of Virgins. .FOR then we will adjourn to another site where we are again unknown as THE MALL NINJAS!
P.S. I am not really a Mall Ninja!!!!!!
Sorry to call you out my Brethren. .you are on your own!
Legal note: This thread was created for entertainment purposes only and was not meant to hurt or insult anyone’s feelings. Stephan is not responsible or liable in anyway for any actions taken by any Mall Ninjas upon reading this thread. Any similarities in this thread to anyone are purely coincidental, and were created solely from the creative genius that is Stephan.
No Mall Ninjas were injured during the typing of this thread.
And it's not just for Sundays anymore.:thumbup:
