As The Great and Wonderful Scylla ™ commands, so I must do.
How ya doin’, buddy?
So can I use your MasterCharge?
Okay I added You & while I was at it I added Dyno too! Now I have a dynosaur as a pet… errrrr, ummm, I mean a buddy, yeah, that’s it!! LOL
P.S. - Tequila, you get them pics back yet?? 
I did it! I did it!! It was all clicky with the pushing and the buddying and the GLAVIN!!
I clicked, and I am your buddy!
BTW, I was with you 2 night ago. From 8PM till, say…midnight. Can you remember that?
So are all of us who clicked your buddy button showing on your buddy list too Scylla, or isn’t this thing reciprocal?
And all this time I thought those things were just for show…
I clicked it… even though I don’t know what it does… (I fear change! Keep that dime away from me!!)
In fact, as I clicked it, I looked down at the salad I am eating, and missed the screen that say “Scylla has been added to your buddy list…” So I went ahead and clicked it AGAIN! Yes, I did! TWICE, even!
So what does it do, anyways?
OK, now I’m Buddied up pretty good this morning. Now what?
I’ll have to go into “User CP” just to find out who my Buddies are. And why not “Pals”. Or even “Chums”? (Not that you’d want to take your chums to the beach. That could be dangerous.)
-Rue.
Scylla’s my buddy! Scylla’s my buddy! Seriously, though, I would have stood in traffic if you had asked.
Now, whip me up one of those margarita’s you make and I’ll get out my guitar and play you half a dozen whiney, simpering love songs I wrote and you’ll tell me they’re all hits, right?
I love you, man!
Only if you will dress up in lederhosen and serve me tankards of beer while singing bawdy German drinking songs. Get back to me on that and I’ll consider hitting the buddy button.
So, now that we’re buddies, I can call you up for bail money and you’ll have it, RIGHT? And I can dig around in your fridge without asking, RIGHT?
Well, I’m honored, I truly am…now if you’ll just step right over here and sign right there on the dotted line, I’ll have no more financial worries…
:click:
I call dibs on Scylla’s woman!
I love you man! Didjoo know that? You’re my besht—hic—friend! You’re the greatesht!
For he’sh a jolly good fellow…
Hah! Hah I say!
I see through your fiendish plot. You just want us to add you to our buddy lists so that you can hire a 12 year old script kiddie to come in and harvest personal info from people who list you as a buddy. Then you’ll sell this info to the Amish for nefarious purposes and use the proceeds to fund your world conquering activities.
Well, I for one have no buddies, and am the buddy of no one.
The duck stands alone.
(And really, with private messaging disabled, the buddy list doesn’t do much for ya anyhoo)
All right! A buddy for me. And just in time, too–moving this weekend was going to be a real bitch on my own. Just come on by around 8am or so on Saturday, ok Scylla? And don’t forget your truck, and that dolly thing, and some sandwiches for lunch.
Thanks–you’re a real pal!
bella
When I call I can reverse the charges right? Phew thank god cause calling from Scotland can be damn expensive! Thank’s Scylla talk soon! xx
Cool. Buddies with Scylla.
Hey, when can you come over and babysit my 4-month old? It should be a snap for you–he hasn’t figured out how to take off his diaper yet.
Oooh, I’ve always wanted to be a Scylla Buddy!