Like you had to weasel one. Pshaw. You oughta know better.
Come on over, Struuter, but don’t bring that bastard thread with you. I’ll not hoarbor a fugitive thread in my "puter.
Damnation! The demon sprouts a fifth head!!
Oh for heaven’s sake. ducks Quit swinging that sword around like that. You’ve honed it and wielded it and it’s not doing any good. I think the dumb thing kinda likes all the fuss anyway.
You did look really impressive, though. Very Arthurian. Very chivalric. Is chivalric a word? Anyway. You looked good. The full plate armor suits you. Not everybody can pull off that look.
Well, that’s the end of all my heroic, noble dedication. Imagine me, suiting up and charging bravely off into battle just to find out that I look cute in my armor. Damn, struuter, you sure know how to steal the steeled mettle from under a man’s codpiece metal.
I never said ‘cute.’ I was really careful about that. I used words like ‘Arthurian’ and ‘chivalric.’ I tried to use fitting terms. I can’t help it if you looked cute.
And as for the codpiece comment, I didn’t steal anything. You might want to oil the hinge on that codpiece. It’s squeaks. 
Codpieces have hinges? Really? What on earth for? Rust prevention?
No offense, struuter. I didn’t realize you were just noticing my flexing latissimus dorsi. It felt like a push.
heeheehee. It was a joke. Not much of a joke, but a joke nonetheless.
And what a fine latissimus dorsi it is. Sorry if I tickled you. Do you row to keep it so well-developed?
Some knights of my order are honor bound to employ multiple hinges and joints so as not to wield a protrusive, unfair advantage over the enemy.
Shoot, Tymp, join my order. If we can gain an unfair advantage over our enemies, we take it.
Um … that was your SWORD you were whacking the thread with, right? I will enjoy killing this thread as much as the next person, but you can take enjoyment too far, you know.
jeez-
I go to lunch and suddenly tymp is whacking the thread with his “sword”! What is this board coming to? We start out simply trying to murder an innocent thread to prove our collective curse, and end up with a threadish fetish. <sigh>
Shama - of course it did, where did you think you wre?
Tymp, I’ve got some oil over here for those hinges…is baby oil ok? Or do you want cinnamon?
Hey if this thread is so popular, I can jump on without fear of killing it. Right?? 
Oooooohhhhh no. Sorry Quin. Although it would be a monumental acheivement to sweep in on the 5th page for your first post to the thread and kill it. Very impressive. I almost feel bad about bumping it, but if I don’t show up nobody eats. I’m sure you can appreciate that.
Morning all. Anybody for breakfast pizza?
I made some really, really bad barbeque last night. It’s lurking evilly in the fridge. I wouldn’t risk giving it my dogs. I love my dogs.
Thready, are you hungry? I see you haven’t been fed in a while…I have a treat for youuuuuuuu!
I’m a newbie with a knack for killing. Will this thread be my next victim?
–Tabithina
Do not feed my thread your vile BBQ ribs! He enjoys the taste of raw human flesh! Go thready! Attack and feast upon the blood of your enemies!!
::maniacal laughter::
Hey! What’s up with you? That thing near gobbled me up yesterday. Not a pleasant experience, let me tell you. And you’d serve us all up to it? The great, fat mess of a thing? Hmph.
Besides, if you think you’ll get rid of anyone just by feeding them to the thread, allow me to introduce you to my friend, Sauron. The intestinal tract of threads is like a Sunday walk for him…
There’s no “ribs” anymore. The bones were dissolved in the caustic sauce…all that remains is a gooey meat substance. Bet the thread’ll like it, actually. I just want it out of my fridge, it’s eating a hole in the pan.:eek:
–Tabithina
You are all in league with the devil thread. I may have to burn you as heretics and witches – or at least give you each a good spanking. Don’t make me bust out with the Inquisition Fever and go medieval on your asses.
Spanking? eyebrow raises And you think this might help? You know I can’t resist, try as I may.
First comes the spanking. Then the…Ah, I get it. You had this planned all along. Clever.