Formalists! I hate it when they are right.
“2042” is not “42”. 42 is six times eight, as specified in the last chapter of The Restaurant at the End of the UniverseThread.
You mean six times nine.
Nein, nein, nein, nein, nein, nein! Niemals!
ETA: To fully respect the rules of the board: Niemals is German for never ever!
Maybe in the Summer of '42.
Niemals? Is that the other cat from garfeld?
54 40 or fight!
Too lazy to fight.
then, fly
I’m no fool!
And running is for cowards.
Depends on which direction you run.
I was just running by in the right direction and saw that the thread is not dead yet. Sigh…
You could try running over it, then backing up and running over it again.
Just spent 4 hours burying the thread.
4 hours to bury the thread?
Well,it wouldn’t keep still, wrigglng about, howling.
Oh, so it wasn’t dead.
No, but it’s not at all well, and since we’re going away for a fortnight …
Let me repeat myself, as per post #2235:
Sorry, the Monthy Python non sequitur thread is just next door, after abuse and discussion.
Stupid git! he mumbled under his breath
But I came here to kill the thread!
Ooooh, the cat’s eaten it.
This thead is big. Really big. You just won’t believe how vastly hugely mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it’s a long way down the road to the chemist, but that’s just peanuts to this thread.
Dirt. It’s what’s for dinner.
just, do not ask about the pie