Oh my Og! I wasn’t getting emails anymore to this thread, so I just assumed I’d been the last post and promptly killed it. Fortunately, a very kind Doper emailed me personally to ask the status and since I haven’t been picked yet either (Should I be sad? Sing the “Guess I’ll Go Eat Worms” song? Pretend I’m above it all? Or prostitute myself more and beg, beg, beg? Yep, think I’ll go with the more reasonable choice here…
WON’T SOMEONE PLEASE TAKE ME! HAVE MERCY ON MY UNLOVED SOUL!
< Now, just imagine really cutesie gratuitous smiley usage here to complete the picture. >
Ok, let’s see if I can get everyone on the list this time without screwing it up:
[ul]
[li]me (the needy one)[/li][li]LifeOnWry[/li][li]DeadlyAccurate[/li][li]monica[/li][li]AwSnappity[/li][li]Madd Maxx[/li][li]Roland Orzabal[/li][li]BiblioCat[/li][li]congodwarf[/li][li]Emperor Penguin[/li][li]Aesiron[/li][li]Reeder[/li][li]Lightnin’[/li][li]Bambi Hassenpfeffer[/li][/ul]
My new additions (because obviously, those smarter than me took care of this eons ago):
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[li]grettle[/li][li]BraheSilver[/li][li]MrFantsyPants[/li][li]NinjaChick[/li][li]NotNow[/li][li]Maxxxie[/li][li]CandidGamera[/li][li]indecisive1[/li][li]MissTake[/li][li]Earthworm Jim[/li][li]tanookie[/li][li]LilyoftheValley[/li][li]gouda[/li][li]Iceland_Blue[/li][li]yellowval[/li][li]fishcheer15[/li][li]Jennyrosity[/li][li]Ichini Sanshigo[/li][li]poeticyde[/li][li]Captain Roscoe[/li][/ul]
I think we number 35. If anyone wants to check my lousy math skills or my unfortunate ability to miss someone (I hope congodwarf has forgiven me or else I’ll never get to have a guide through Africa, especially when I wanna look at the little people), please be my guest. PLEASE. I am happy to see we have some folks here that are rather new, those who’d like to participate who’ve someone managed to escape the menacing hordes that usually knock on your door in the wee hours of the morning, demanding you fork over that $15 to sign up or they’ll have Unca Cecil curse you -and- Saran Wrap your house (didn’t know that, didja?) and lots of truly interesting people.
Sadly, I haven’t gotten around yet to reading all those who replied after my last post, but I promise I will. I’ll also never not (I looooooves me some double negatives!) check any old threads that I’ve spent time rambling on in.
Excuse me. I’ll be back before the next millennium. 
Now, to encapsulate all my previous drivel…
If you haven’t gotten a pen-pal yet, please, please, please put it down here for the whole world to see. Well, maybe not all of them, since some folks were deprived of the, um, interesting Ms. Jackson’s boob. But y’all know what I mean. It is nothing to be ashamed, because I’m in this boat too. And I dare anyone to rain on our parade (mixed metaphors, they’re not just for a late night snack anymore!) due to the fact that us bunch here are just shy. Kind of like the most beautiful girl in school never gets asked out on dates because all the pursuers just naturally assume she’s either already spoken for or plain ol’ busy waxing her bikini line.
::: stops to breath :::
Therefore, will the real Slim Shady stand up and be acknowledged? You honestly don’t want me chasing you down via instant messenger or something. I do have an IM and I know how to use it. (Actually I don’t anymore and I knew how to use it when I did, but I just couldn’t pass up the cool phrase. :D) Or I’ll even start kicking your seat!
I realize too that some have done done the electronic boogie and may no longer be desirous of a god parent. However, I still should know so that I won’t sic Bob or my voodoo doll on you and this is the bestest, most greatest way to solicit for more suckers to land another gullible party into our intricate little web of intrigue and flower pot worship. This is important! Next, I’ll have to notify Witness Protection (anonymously, of course), check hospitals, call local pizzarias and bug your mother.
Then, ALL HANDS REPORT ON DECK! Those with and those without (damn, I hate falling into that category these days – oops, I seem to be talking about something else), state your pen-pal-hood ASAP. Ya don’t gotta say who or how many, but can if you wanna (as long as the other part -y/ies give consent – there I go again), just sos we know who all we need to submit a prayer request on behalf of. Like for me. Quick! I long for Chuthula to be called. And on my side. 
Do what I say then minions!!
Since I’m so embarrassed and ashamed of my tardiness, lack of desirability and overly-verboseness, I’ll offer myself up to the “gods of humiliation” and post first.
I DO NOT HAVE NOBODY (who is a nice person IRL), but the wonderful and adorable person that I mentioned way back in the beginning (not that one) of this 4 mile behemoth. Who I’ll write to by tomorrow. Scout’s honor. Hell, I will spit on it if you’d like.
I’ll eagerly await with baited breath. What it’s baited for, you’ll have to be my e-pal to find out. Doncha so crave that kind of power and mystery?? Yeah, baby.
Plus, I’m going to go dwell in the sewer that my mind lives in. On top of finally re-reading the thread. Will I need lotion for this? :eek:

Beebeebebee, that’s all!!!