Man, Watcher. You’ve got a fast submit finger!
My suggestion would be to keep on with the euphemisms, if you can keep thinking of them.
Now look what you’ve done. Simul-simul posts…aaaarrrrgggghhhh~!
Ouch!
Posts crashing into each other!
Osiris is the name of a shoe company.
Pustulant quackers!
Revolting snakes!
Tremulous undulates!
Vulgar weasels!
Xanthous yellow-bellied zebras!
Aaaaargh!
Bastards you all are!!! 85 pages my arse! This is insane! I will never get to sleep at this rate!
Continue to read the thread. swings my pocket watch You will continue to read the thread.
Don’t believe your own lies.
Everyone must read…every post…on every page…
You are getting sleepy…
For the love of Og, there are 85 pages of this!
Going, keeps on going, like those batteries.
How about a round of adages?
If you want something done, give it to a busy man.
Jesus would read the entire thread.
Know thy post count.
Lo tho ye may’st walk through the valley of the shadow of death, feareth no evil because 100 pages is just around the corner!
Mighty a-thread turned 86 pages whilst we weren’t looking.
Nolite de bastardes carborundorum.
(for SBS)
Oranges wait for no dog.
Octupi are not to be crossed. Trust me.
Play plus work makes Jack OK.
Quit this. Eighty-seven pages of silliness is just… silly.