Jaade knows. 
Oh sure, I’m good enough to tell the news about how “scary” you are, but do I get anything in your will? ~le sigh~
and no, I don’t want your Batman tights. ~wanders off mumbling about Mo not even knowing who Dwight is~
You could always help me fondle his bum. Or you could fondle his bum in my place…
Well Angua my dear, that’s so sweet of you! ~grins~ Hey NCB…no transatlantic flights to have me fondle your bum.
(And what he meant by that Angua is that he is quite a large fella…and by large I don’t mean fat!)
Hehe. I know precisely what you mean, my dear.
OK Angua, stop flirting now.
Oh goodness! It’s only now occured to me that it could be implied I know more than I do about NCB! And there’s nothing I could say to make it sound better at this point.
and hey, could be more fun that way, right?
Exactly! Nothing wrong with a bit of innuendo here and there.
And I really need to go home and sleep, I’m forgetting how to spell…
All I’ve really got to leave are my porn and my games. Who wants 'em?
I’ll take the games!
<Eyes TM’s tentacles uneasily>
Uh, you can keep the porn.
NIFSTD? Very cool. Thanks. I’ve not had a board all my own since mine was locked down a year and a half ago.
Hm. I can use the VCRs but I most likely own every book you have sans maybe a handful but it’s the thought that counts, right? Speaking of which, I see what you think of me since our cogenitor is getting the better pictures. Hmph.
I personally don’t own much at all since I sold off a lot of my stuff before moving and left most of what I didn’t have at home to call for at a later date but I suppose NCB can have all my Trek action figures and toys and **viva ** can have all my novels.
Tracer can have my Star Trek techical manuals; Linus Van Pelt can have my limited edition TOS sketching; Silver Fire can have all my music; Gr8Kat can have any money I might have left in my bank account; and some needy Doper needing clothes can pick over my wardrobe.
That’s really all I have to offer. 
NoClueBoy I leave half of my book collection
also my heart(may want to donate to science, hasn’t been used much)
Diogenes the other half of my book collection, Revolution for the Hell Of It by Abbie Hoffman
To Horseflesh’s kids, Horsefoal and Horsefilly, I leave all the chocolate chip cookie dough they can eat, and my monster bear claw slippers.
To Horseflesh and Shannon I leave my science fiction library and my cookbook collection
To ivylass, Jeff Olsen, No Clue Boy, and my other fellow authors, I leave all future screenplay rights(which will surely make you a ton of money) to the "Finish the " stories we wrote. Just make sure that when your names are up in lights that a villain in the screen version is named after me.
To lieu I leave all my stock of toilet paper. I’ll be watching from Heaven to be sure you are not too profligate with it.
Who wants my complete collection of Babylon 5 tapes?
I, Shirley Ujest, being of abbynormal synapses and questionable math skills, leave the following :
To ** Agiantdwarf** I leave a Whilst
Mayhap ye shall lighten up, oh young doper. 
**Sauron, Scylla, Eve and a few others that I am drawing a blank on right now: ** such talented, versatile dopers of whom I esteem, I leave you my *Thread Killing Abilities. * Unoffically it is referred to as *Learn How to Suck Just Like Shirley. *
**Tanookie ** I gladly give her back BookWorm and the other crack laden word games you pointed to me like a dealer giving out a dime bag.
RevTim, a most special doper…ooooh. look, Burning Dog Toad in the Hole Pie!
**John Carter of Mars ** Who probably has given up on thise populuarity threads to see his name * I leave a jar of honey. Thanks for Bubba.
**bodypoet, Delphica, LifeonWry, Angelicate, norinew, Hillbilly Queen, so da ne , look!ninjas!, Thea Logica, Zette, Dangermom, Dangerosa, Weird Dave, Tanookie, and all the other yard sale/resale mom’s/peoples out there, I leave all the wonderful goodies I’ve ever bought on impulse at a garage sale because of the following reasons: * It was purty. I liked it. It was really, really cheap. Must Have it Now But I Don’t Know Why. All of the above. * I know you will understand. Feel free to sell it on Ebay, or at least in the Free Box at the end of your drive.
I also leave to myself, Coding lessons. :rolleyes:
Jaade gets my boots. Not yet, though. I need them for the traction!
You can leave your hat on.
Why thanks Baker! I think it’ll be easier to move in to your place rather than pack up all those books.
To you I leave my fully functional computer so you don’t have to wait 5 minutes to get your email every time. Oh, and one kidney in a jar.
To sperfur and withaK I leave my dishwasher, cats, cat accessories, and Chilton’s book for Ford Tempos.
To misstee I leave a pepperoni and Italian sausage pizza, my cordless phone, a cheap Hawaiian lei, and my Santa Claus hat.
To SkipMagic I leave my unlicensed nuclear accelerator, ghost trap, and laser confinement system so you can clean up that Spooky Mansion once and for all. You go, Mario! Oh yeah, and one deflated rubber ball.
To auntie em I leave my Stevie Wonder tapes, a plate of brie, and one rear bumper.
To OpalCat I leave a picture of a naked monkey in a tree.
To SanguineSpider I leave my minivan with a full tank of gas, some Mardi Gras beads, my butt worm farm, and some more words.
To luluBahrain I leave my Goofy hat from Disneyworld and a baggie to put dead squirrels in.
To Blonde I leave my disturbingly accurate death prediction ability, my dragon collection, and my CD/mp3 player.
To NoClueBoy I leave a coupon good for two free dinners at the Sirloin Stockade in Sioux City.
To Ilsa_Lund I leave my entire movie collection.
To Qadgop the Mercotan I leave my statue of Gollum and LOTR bookends.
To chcoco I leave a bottle of Riunite Lambrusco, a baby monitor, and a lifetime of memories.
And finally, to Cecil and the Chicago Reader I leave two strong, healthy hamsters and a freezer full of their clones to keep this ship sailing smooth.
I’m taking my book collection with me. I gotta have something to read while I’m in Purgatory.
Hey, that’s a good idea.
I’m a-takin’ my porn with me!
HA! That still freaks me out, I’ll tell you whut!
I hereby bequeath:
All my furry critters to EddyTeddyFreddy and Baker(just 3 cats and 1 dog, y’all have room for them, right?)
My Edgar Allen Poe books to SanguineSpider,
And a black cowboy hat to Horseflesh.
To Polycarp I bequeath my CD with the complete writings and lectures of Robert G. Ingersoll. I don’t expect it to change your mind, Poly, but I expect you would read and appreciate it anyway (if you haven’t already). You are one of the few Christians I’ve run into who is not merely tolerating, but accepting of people with different points of view.
To Cervaise I bequeath a book of the short stories of James Thurber (though I suspect you were James Thurber in another life).
To any and all NRA members on the boards I bequeath my dad’s .380 Targa pistol (if I ever find out where he hid it before he died). I hate guns myself, and I’m too old to worry about protection. Not a dig at you, just a preference.
To Violet I bequeath a really big magnifying glass (for sleuthing).
I kinda like that word “bequeath”, and one doesn’t get to use it much in normal discourse. Does one?