That’s right, I win it. Things were getting pretty hot and heavy in there last night, but it is clearly I who finally broke Granny Rainbow. You’re all welcome.
Please inscribe my trophy thusly.
Although, I am curious about what she was going to respond with.
Has ignorance been conquered? Did you do it? No to both.
In fairness, the answer to the first is “no”, but to the extent that anything was done in that thread, J Cubed was the one who did it.
(As an inveterate doer of things both inexplicable and ultimately inconsequential, I feel obligated to look out for my own.)
Mooom, he broke our Granny Rainbow!
Moving Thread from IMHO to MPSIMS.
Can’t you just move it to the recycling bin?
I hope you’re happy J Cubed. This is why we can’t have nice things. Now we’re going to have to send Granny Rainbow to a nice farm somewhere, so that someonecan glep to help to give them a elap esatrreacteed an help omg.
Did the cat walk over your keyboard, Euphonious? 
I’ll give you the win, J Cubed. Good job. 
I did wonder if Granny was having a stroke right at the keyboard…
Read her last post! it was like she overloaded a circuit!
Holy shit. I’ve been here a long time, and have seen a lot of drive by nut jobs and meltdowns, but damn those final few posts were just absolutely disconcerting.
I’m thinking Ambien Sleep-Posting or something, but honesty, quoting her own quotes and responding to them in a way that made it genuinely seem like she was being consumed by Cthulu.
If it was a self-medicated escapade into madness, I think we all got a peek of what’s actually stirring inside that head of hers.
::shudder:: I’m sleeping with the lights on tonight.
I rather hope that in her last post she was trying to type: “My god! It’s full of stars!”
Or maybe, “Slowly, without any fuss, the stars went out, one by one.”
Whoa, that’s a Granny Rainbow…All the way! Granny Rainbow…OMG! Whoa, it’s so intense…
I had this vague feeling as if her addled mind might be trying to tell us something. I was bored, so I took a shot at reverse Dan Browning this into some semblance of dialogue…
[paraphrasing with help from Lewis Carol, Google and maybe a little help from Bishop David “Slap Dat Witch” Oyedepo]
There is never, not ever, and did I say never any excuse for… [Okay] my turn to help, here: Oh my god, someone can hope to help and give them a slap and OMG! then you’re [through?]! Sin as long he did [then he’s a demon damned to hell?].
Oh my zorg! Sorry, sleep-deprived. Thread derailed. Oh my God… [SIZE=“4”]OH MY GOOOOOD!!![/SIZE]
[/translating gibberish into English gibberish]
So, yuh. If my Robert Langdon-like sleuthing skills in solving riddles and connecting symbolism are correct, then this reads like a Dan Brown novel. Fascinating…
You beat an old lady. Yeah, wave that flag with pride man.
I don’t think he beat her so much as broke her. Now we see the true dangers of circular logic!
Send it up…
watch it rise,
see it fall…
Granny Rainbow*
Am I the only person who is vaguely worried about Granny Rainbow after her meltdown, or whatever that was, on that thread? It was pretty farking spectacular. And amusing.
I’m not too worried about her; I just assume that she came down from whatever she was on.
This is like that episode of The Prisoner where The Protagonist Who Might Be John Drake But We Said He Isn’t But What If? broke the computer.
(by asking it “WHY?” – Boy, they had a real grasp of what computers would be like, didn’t they?)