I see a woman withthe largest collection of man pickles in the known universe.
I see some dead greek dude, who Still hasn’t found an honest politician.
[sub]Demoesthnins(sp) was just looking for an honest man, our demo is being a bit harder to please.[/sub]
I see Narile as a complete stranger.
I see someone who reminds me of Courtney Love and one of those songs she wrote for Hole.
I see a Phil Collins song
“Sku… sku… skuggiio… Just say the word Oh!”
I see a man sitting happily in the Chair of Ultimate Power.
I see someone who laments not getting enough sex. Well, it’s because of the quills! 
Sure I did. It’s dpr!
Demos chicken!
He won’t sleep in the same room with any of us psychos and the NorCal-SoCal Dopefest!!!
I see a a lady with a fondness for dragons
Corvus: a large black bird, perhaps perched atop a bust of Shakespeare…
[parrot voice]“AWK! Nevermore!”[/voice] 
I see a thread that had some simulpost hilarity.
And I also see before me Gunslinger, about whom I would hazard the following guesses: a) he’d much rather one of our younger femme fatales characterize him (hey, luck of the draw, pal), b) while still not a multi-decade veteran of such, he’s recently made a successful transition to adulthood, c) he’s begun acquiring a knowledge base and d) he’s, thankfully, apparently got a good relationship with his parents.
Let’s see what simulposting does to this.
Sheesh! I completely forgot about the quad .50s in the turret on the tail of the Jeep.
I see an entymologist without a spellchecker.
I see someone who has been around almost as long as me (me since March 12, 1999 technically) but has a super low post count, so still considers themselves to be a newbie. And I find it intriguing.
I see an elf with a W who is pondering who she’ll pick as her new apprentice.
Huh?
I see someone who might be trying too hard, but that’s okay.
I see someone who is thinking now.
Or wants others to think about snow.
I see a wild person on the dance floor.
What can I say. “Battousai” reminds me of “watusi.”