and back as moderator for IMHO.
Welcome back, dear heart.
Oh god, no. No! NOOOOOO!!!
Just kidding, ya grumpy bastard.
Coal-check.
Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.
~Albert Einstein
(Seriously, welcome back. Thanks for taking one for the team.)
Thanks. You have always reminded me of my favorite Sweathog.
Would you mind divulging the principled objection you voiced against the way the SD was being run which they have finally caved on?
I wanted Spanish coffee in the morning, and they kept serving me Irish coffee.
Did he quit (again) already? Jeez.
Batteries not included?
Um…
Thanks, I guess…
I’m almost afraid to ask which one.
<repeated deep inhaling laughs>
Well, okay, since you were probably going to tell me eventually…
“G’head, G’head!”
Good to hear it. 
Apparrently Zotti has agreed to ban me. That’s about the only thing I can figure. I can still post, so they haven’t flipped the switch yet. If I don’t get to say goodbye…
sigh And you were doing so well, “Hotsie”.
You’ll be fine as long as you tow the line.
Now, repeat after me: “Xanadu was a cinematic masterpiece that deserved to sweep the Oscars, and scotch eggs are the perfect food.”
Dammit, I hate it when the line breaks down. Where should he tow it to?
d&r
Screw that. Gimme that last cigarette, keep the blindfold, and shoot straight, dammit.
You’se gotta love a dude what sticks to his convictions.
What were you convicted of, again?
Stoe it.
Yeah yeah yeah. I’ve seen this angle before. You’re gonna turn babyface for about a year, then agree to be my tag team partner in a Steel Cage match against **Dio **and Der Trihs, with **Brain Glutton **and Gonzomax as special referees. I’ll play the face in peril, come to you for the hot tag, and Whammo! You turn heel, leading a 5-1 beatdown on Oak in the cage. Skald will lead the babyface lockerroom out to attempt a save, but be unable to get into the cage before I’m a bloody mess. Then the next Saturday on TBS, you cut a memorable promo about how “It’ll NEVER be over, Dusty”.
Well, except for you aren’t Ole Anderson, and I’m not Dusty Rhodes, and those aren’t The Assassins, and the Dope doesn’t even have a steel cage. But otherwise, very much like that. And shit.