Mwaaaahahahahahaha! Cecil will never greet you bastards now!
Kidding, kidding. I just went off to register.
…wandering in to see if Cecil has reapppeared. A bit like trying to spot the first cuckoo of spring, I suppose - should we be writing letters to the Times about it?
Ain’t gonna happen without droit du seigneur or more money to roll around in.
"We’ll just wait."
I wouldn’t hold my breath waiting for our savior to make his second coming to this thread. Here’s a link about another promise he made.
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?p=3792415#post3792415
I’m afraid our beloved Master has been off quite a bit since that terrible day. (What was the name of that damned guy?) He has only recently rejoined US in the battle against the masses. I’m not so sure that it’s even the same person as before.
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?p=4640499&highlight=Cecil#post4640499
I hope I’m wrong and U/C just needs a little vacation…Florida perhaps? 
Hey UncaC, how’s it hangin…
I hope he knows I’m just yanking his chain, just a little bit anyway.
and U/C if you do decide to get away for awhile…
You’re welcome at my place anytime. I’ll fire up the grill and mix up some margaritas. It’d be a regular Dopefest in the woods. I wouldn’t take any pictures either, I promise. 
Ooo! Pick me! Pick me! Pleease? I’m such a cute li’l kid! Please?
Give CaptBushido some slack, Cece, it’s not his fault…
Sort of like buying a lottery ticket.
He has obviously angered our Cecil.
I vote we throw CaptBushido into the nearest volcano as a form of appeasment.
Just wandered in to see if the Master had blessed us with his presence again. No? Ah, well, I’ll just curl up in the corner here…someone wake me when he arrives…zzzzz…
He was here?
He was here and I missed Him?!
He was here and I totally missed him??!!
AAAAAWWWWW!!!
(zoogirl bursts into tears and sits on the floor, weeping inconsolably)
Dammit!
Cheer up zoogirl. Remember, according to a certain Doper who shall remain nameless, Cecil is just our imaginary friend. So all you’ve really missed is a manifestation of our collective imaginations.
Please don’t smite me, oh great and mighty Master. I believe you’re real, and I’ve even paid my $4.95.
Cecil please marry me! I’ll have your babies!
Well, I have to post here because I would just die if UC came back and greeted everyone in the thread by name and I wasn’t here. Oh god, He’s probably doing it while I’m typing…no time for preview…submit now!
Now that I have paid my $4.95, when can I expect my greeting?
Mr. Adams, sir, if you said my name just once, I think I could die happy.
Is that abject enough? 'Cause I can go lower.
Sadly, I doubt he’s coming back.
Oh, ye of little faith…
In what world?
[sub]Anyone tries to throw me into a volcano, they find out what happened to the guy who tried to throw me into a bush 7.5 years ago[/sub]
Ooooo! New game! Let’s post vague, yet eerily compelling prophecies of the Second Coming!
"1. And Lo! There was a great Cataclysm. A fall. A winnowing. That which was One was made sundered. Behold, and the power of Jerry descended upon them and made them into Guests who were thusly referred to as slothful and stingy bastards, and those which ponied up the five bucks were thusly exalted with a mantle from on High, and were placed but a little (OK, not really) below the Powers and Dominions and Moderators, being forever known as Charter Members.
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And you can bet your bippie it was good.
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Even as those exalted ones celebrated their holy exaltednessiciousicity, not at all pridefully, yet humbly and with very little untoward sniggering, Lo! The spirit of Cecil didst descendest uponst and amongst them(st.)
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Thanks for the beans saith the Cecil, and Try not to stink up the joint and How ‘bout them freakin’ Cubbies?, and Lo!
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Cecil wept.
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After Cecil recovered from his holy fit of pique, didst He become angry. Behold, ye heathens, but you have borne in your Exaltimacated midst some slackers! Verily say I, the high Cecil-dude, unto ye, those what was once Exalted but now are abased, I shall NOT greet thee as was my purpose for coming here, until these pretenders cough up the dough and burn incense and sacrifice a goat and shit.
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And a great hue and cry went up over the land and there was lamentation, and tearing of veils, and weeping, and gnashing of teeth, and sackcloth, and ashes. And the moon turned to blood, and the fatted lamb didst go tits-up.
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And the beer turned to cat pee, which really suckedeth.
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And One rose up (or was it Several?), being the Voice(s) and the Prophet(s) and the King Cockblaster(s), and Lo! S/he (they) revealed that the the Second Coming of Uncle Cece would be heralded by great Signs and Portents and Really Cool Special Effects.
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Hearken ye therefore, ye vile, abased ninnies, unto the Portents of your redemption, and be prepared for Cece’s return, for verily shall it be bitchin’.
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“Listen up, you putzes,” said the Herald, and the signs thusly revealed were manifold:"
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