Hi mom! I’m gonna ask again “What’s fer dinner?” I’ve been a good boy, cleaned my room and everything. Can we have spasketti? Huh? Can We? Can We? Can We? Can We? Huh? Can We? Pleeeeeeease?
“Many count their chickens before they are hatched; and where they expect bacon, meet with broken bones.”
–Miguel de Cervantes–
Hey, Mom. Welcome. Um… look around, but maybe don’t go to the Pit right away. Things have been a little… er…
Anyway, we’re generally happy fun people! Enjoy.
Mom, let me warn you about a couple of the posters here.
WallyM7 is fine, but when he talks about the voices in his head, just nod and smile.
Ukulele Ike talks with his mouth full.
Babar714 has a tendency to make up imaginary friends.
UncleBeer will pretend to be nice to you, but don’t turn your back on him, because then he’ll denigrate you with his clique.
Eve is actually a dominatrix, so don’t get in a thread alone with her.
The moderators will say “this is a nice friendly environment”, but as soon as one word passes your lips that’s mocking/critical of one of them, whoosh! you’re out the door.
Never use the word “fat”, “evolution”, or “god” in a post, otherwise you’re in for big trouble and a never-ending thread.
I have much more information available on the regular posters. E-mail me privately and I’ll give you the straight dope.
And you used <font color=00FF00>all three</font> of them in a single post. You might want to warn Mom not to stand next to you for a while, until the curse wears off.
Your Official Cat Goddess since 10/20/99.
“I’m a god. I’m not the God–I don’t think.” --P.C.