I had that problem too. You just have to be a little quicker on the keyboard there, swampy.
Did you remember to change the algorithm to base 12 and convert to binary?
That’s the only way to get the colours to line up in the secret code for posting.
Oh yeah! Also, you do speak Xindi, don’t you?
I joined! I joined!
Hmm… so I’m slow and stupid. Well, heck, I oughta fit right in on Skip’s Board then. 
WOOHOO! I did it! I did it! Yay Me! And it only took four tries. I’m so proud of me. Now, I need to post something insightful, witty and urbane. HAH! How bout something absolutely mindless, juvenile and smartass? That’s it. That’s more me.
First you have to fail the IQ test, then you’re allowed access. We don’t want no hoity-toity “thinkers” here. In fact, if you start posting there and we find you’re actually using reason and logic, you’ll be put in chains.
… but you like chains, don’t you, Swampy?
Oh, well, that’s easy. I’ll just feed the dogs those charcoal bones and you’ll find a lot of gifty-poos. 
This is what I get for skimming. My eyes read “something big and SHITTY”
I don’t think you want that kind of member title.
Hold on a second.
Before anyone else falls for the wishes and stuff, are future Magic Boardians/Skippers how ghey/Whatever promised real life stories of substance like Auntie Em’s Coochie? Will there be more embarrassing tales involving private parts?
I mean, there better be some payola. I don’t share my mundania with just any board. I torture a select few. Sorry like Paris Hilton, only less money and plastic.
Skip, baby, you haven’t embarrassed yourself nearly enough and stop riding your wife’s coattails. Slacker.
Hey! It’s not like I haven’t tried to embarrass myself or anything.
And I think they may end up calling themselves “Magic Minions,” and any possible get-togethers, “Magic: The Gathering” (thanks to Horseflesh for both of those).
As for auntie em’s creative output: she’s the “Head Chick in Charge” over there. You think I’m gonna try to control her?
Sure! Send 'em on to me.
However, I must warn you that I cannot guarantee any of the wishes. I am a Yankee fan and voted Democrat - enough said? Maybe if people wished for the opposite of what they want it would work out for them 
Alas, Shirley, since I got married I seem to be at a loss for embarrassing tales (though I think I still have my private parts) . . . 
Call yourselves ‘The Skippers’ and you’ll get alot of Barbie Fanatics. Howzabout ‘The Coochies’?
Yay! Now you (and ThatDuckIsEvil) have to check your e-mail!
BTW, Xindi is a Star Trek thing. I was just joshin’ ya, man!
Where’s my two dollars, SKIP?!?!?
I WANT MY TWO DOLLARS!
Sorry, I don’t have a dime.
Scout has it. But you know she probably spent it on opium. Fiend.
Man, that was a total setup, too.
When I say that I don’t have a dime, you’re supposed to come back with “Didn’t ask for a dime. I WANT MY TWO DOLLARS.”
Sheesh. Whippersnappers!
What’s that from, Oh Elder One?
Ohhh! I should have know that one!
Quick, I gotta go deliver a paper. :smack: