BrEkers, Tell Me All About G*.

Maybe this will help.

If I ever get Pitted (unlikely, I’m not interesting enough), I want adhay to do it. It’s like those automatically generated spam letters. I save those – not the V1GR4 ones, but like

I think BrEkers got his ass handed back to him by a piece of sewer cable.

Oh, really? Well, I happen to have Sontag right here…
Standing behind Marshall McLuhan.

Marshall McLuhan should have been a roadie for a rock band. Then everybody probably would have called him “Stacks.”

Everclear. With enough I can see G* for myself and not bother with ummm whatever that OP said.

You aren’t alone. We probably won’t find out the truth until if and when Half Life 3 get made.

Yes,

You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose Freewill.

Leave your son alone, you moron.

Mambo dogface in a banana patch.

Show off!

Assuming this is addressed to me, what’s your problem?

You’re here!

Please explain this damned thread.

In normal speak, if you please.

I tried so hard to get my oldest to say that to her teacher on the first day of school! :smiley:

As for the OP: I am undone. I’ve lost my touch. If only I had some Prozac.

You’re just cranky because your mononame can’t be melded.

Refarts,
Vurnip

This bloated, semen-filled decaying goat carcass of a thread is my problem. Explain yourself, sir.

I love you guys, figuratively speaking.

Sigh.

You sure have a strange way of showing it.