And “a partridge in a pear tree”!
I consider myself an on-and-off lurker.
However, I assumed I’d been granted my true-poster status when DDG referred to me in a thread. Seems someone had been imprecise in referring to another poster by name, and she used me as an example of the several “Ace” posters.
What’s wrong with being a lurker? I like to lurk.
Sure, liking lurking limits loquaciousness, but it also lets lurkers learn lots.
Now do you see why it’s better that some dopers lurk?
‘Fulham Fallout’… God bless The Lurkers… ooh, jumpers for goalposts…
(What do you US dopers think of Harry Hill?)
She tends to do that, gormless dung-eater that she is.
One down, three to go. ETF, did you get my payment? I mailed it.
:::Stands up in front of all the other lurkers in this thread:::
Hello my name is Mac and ive been a lurker now for 5 years. Now that i have paid my subscription i’m going to try and change that.
Ah, the old “check is in the mail” scam, eh? The meter’s running, spin-boy. If that payment isn’t in Monday’s delivery you get tossed in the goat-felching remainder bin.
Assuming you do come through with the fee (large rolleyes flanked by dubious and eek), I’d advise due consideration before using your allotment of “fetid phlegm-slurper”. The Fetid Phlegm-Slurper Anti-Defamation League has threatened suit for intentional infliction of gut-busting ridicule against users of the phrase who refuse to pay them a bribe – er, ah, compensation for trademark infringement.
Zamboni
One of the tricks to successful de-lurking is to post to worthwhile, living threads.
I, on the other hand, successfully manage to post to threads that die within the day of my post.
Why is that?
Maybe I’m the thread-killer. Just watch this one die…
My new role on the SMDB
Si
[QUOTE=si_blakely]
Zamboni
Maybe I’m the thread-killer. Just watch this one die…
Just helping out a fellow lurker by keeping the thread alive…
On the other hand, it is entirely possible to have a low post-count despite one’s long history, and to be nonetheless one of the SDMB’s most beloved (and most desired) figures. Hell, one can go away for months at a time and come back and still find that one occupies such a position.
Trust me, I know.
Well, I learned something here. “Gormless” was a new word to me, so I Googled it, and the first few entries said senseless/dull/ dimwitted, etc. The MW entry said it derived from “gawm,” meaning sense. That makes me wonder about my late mother’s word, “gawmy,” which meant gooey-sticky-decomposing-get-this-awful-stuff-off-my-hand. :eek:
No… You don’t need to post…
Stay here with us in Lurkdom. It is warm, and soft, and smells good.
Staaaay with us in lurkdom… Lurkdom loves you…
here… drink this kool-aid, it will make things EVER so much clearer…
If it’s any consolation to you, I think about you every time I pull into the garage at my gym, and see a couple of Zamboni-like machines they use to clean the floor. I chuckle to myself, and think of “The Great Zamboni, clearing the ice for all mankind”.
Please never change your sig.
Heh… And you expect us to swallow that hook, line, and sinker, eh?
Here’s how to lose that lurker status:
Bumpity-bump-bump…
Blah, blah, blah…
something witty and insightful…
There! +1 and counting!
then the thread dies
Only to rise again, renewed, refreshed, and reinvigorated by the wit, wisdom, badinage, and run-on sentences of one of the SDMB’s more prolific posters, one who never fears to rush in where lurkers fear to tread, one who will cheerfully, nay, eagerly thrust her mundane and often pointless opinions upon a dazed, bedazzled, bemused, and often bewildered world; one, in short (ah, if only she COULD be short, but cannot [being indeed prolix to the max]) who will blithely blither on, and on, and on, till the last syllable of recorded time, and then take a deep breath (being careful, however, not to burst her stays), organize her thoughts (or perhaps open the sluicegates of her stream of consciousness), and begin typing yet another post for the board, rattling off whatever happens to flit through her frenetically flailing mind (if so the consciousness animating that particular sack of chemicals may be so described) and pouring her ruminations forth in a gushing fountain, a sparkling torrent, a Niagara of verbiage, till the very hamsters cry out to their Master Cecil for surcease!
Then she adopts another cat. And posts about it. And the hamsters cry out yet again…
Damn it…I’m killing this thread if I have to take you all down with it!
It’s the thread that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends…
Ummm…what happened to the original lurker?
Did I kill them too?
Didn’t we do this thread-killing contest before? Who won that one?
Zamboni, get yourself out of lurkdom, get yourself back in here and save your thread from these would-be killers.
Zamboni was lurking once more
Afraid all those Dopers he’d bore.
Besides, his own thread
Had been hijacked by Ed
TeddyFred! Best such glurge to ignore.
Our Hero, the brave RotorHead,
Came dashing to rescue the thread.
“I won’t let it die!
Let it come back, with pie.
No matter what harmless has said!”
Me too me too! Been here since 12/2000, less than 400 posts. There was a spot in my history where I went 6 months without posting. Nobody noticed. 
. I’m starting to be noticed a little more, in that I’ve posted in a couple of the more popular ongoing threads and on the LJ community. But I still think that if I vanished, I wouldn’t be missed. Oh well. I’m another one who intends to get my money’s worth now that I’ve paid.