1000 Post Party!

I’m here as Howard Stern.

Show me your tits.

Oh, and congrats and stuff…


Yer pal,
Satan

http://www.raleighmusic.com/board/Images/devil.gif

I HAVE BEEN SMOKE-FREE FOR:
Two weeks, two days, 14 hours, 45 minutes and 42 seconds.
664 cigarettes not smoked, saving $83.07.
Life saved: 2 days, 7 hours, 20 minutes.

Swimming, I came forth not to provide an intervention, but to offer myself as an enabler.


Well, honey just tastes better when it comes from a bear’s head.

Well, in that case, Mullinator, grab a ping pong paddle and a drink! Welcome to my Denial Party!

Congrats, darling, welcome to the 1000s, we think you’ll like it here.

I’ve come as Sadie Thompson—now, lead me to those sailor boys and jazz records; “Sadie Thompson is going straight to hell!”

well boss, i once was a vers libre poet but now i am transmogrified into a lowly cockroach so watch where you step you never know

congratulations on one thousand posts and how did you get your name

has anyone seen mehitabel

archy

Congratulations. Now aren’t you supposed to be working on a project? Does “social psychological effects of information technology on human communication including e-mail and computer mediated interaction” ring a bell?

Give me that drink.
:::hard left turn directly to booze area:::::


~Never got a Wally sig~

A thousand? In four months? SR, you’re not a poster, you’re a force of nature.

Oh, wait, that was totally out of character. What I meant was:

{dusts off jeans and touches brim of hat}
“Ma’am.”

What do you mean, who am I? I’m Billy Parham from The Crossing, by Cormac McCarthy.

“Are you frightened of snakes?”
“Only when they dress like werewolves.”
-Preacher

Comte de la Fère here, aka Athos, and I can drink you all under the table. If you look at me sidways I’m liable to run your through with my sword, so be polite and respectful.

Mes félicitations, Mademoiselle. (sweeps off hat and kisses hand)

Sorry I’m late to the party; I was off on a hunting trip. I shot an elephant this morning in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas, I’ll never know. Getting the tusks off was a real hassle. We should’ve gone down to Alabama for that- there, the Tuscaloosa.

“Hello, I must be going…”
(And yet another poster shows up after I do and zips past me in post count. Yeesh, I’m seriously violating my “Most Quickly Assimilated Newbie” status here. Better go off to ATMB and do a couple hundred test posts.)

Congrats, SR; a may your next 1000 be just as humorous and intelligent.


JMCJ

“Y’know, I would invite y’all to go feltch a dead goat, but that would be abuse of a perfectly good dead goat and an insult to all those who engage in that practice for fun.” -weirddave, set to maximum flame

:: Removing aviator helmet and goggles and wiping grease from hands before grabbing a drink::
Congratulations, nice party. At my current rate I should hit 1000 post in January, 2027. I hope we are all still around.

I think this was a bad idea, to come as Henry Miller.

How the hell do you guys STEER these things?

WHHHHHOOOOAAAAA, Oh God, Not the Hoop skirt again…

Humphrey Gable checking in.

Frankly, my dear, play it again.

Any tequila?