My original response to one of your posts was the result of a “I’m-feeling-constrained and I-won’t-take-it-anymore” mindset. You posted in a polite manner, and I over reacted.
I apologize. I was angry at Ed, and I misdirected it towards you.
Believe me, Rysdad, I know the feeling. Something about this whole situation is frustrating the hell out of the most even-keeled posters. Let alone posters like myself, who are severely serotonin-imbalanced to begin with.
Had I stayed nipple-deep in the Melin Files for a few minutes longer, I would have snapped my metaphorical tether and gone on a maniacal rampage like that rogue circus elephant from “When Animals Attack!”
I accept and appreciate the apology, Rysdad. This whole Melin melange has brought out the worst in a lot of posters, including myself. No worries.
Now lets try to return to the normal baseline level of insanity this board is used to, huh? I mean, while we all sit here bickering, netizens are drooling and staring at GQ desperately hoping someone will answer “What ever happened to Sir Mix-A-Lot?”
And isn’t that essentially what we are all asking on some level? Think about it, won’t you?
Be strong everyone, and may all your “babies” have “back”.
Gypsy: Tom, I don’t get you.
Tom Servo: Nobody does. I’m the wind, baby.
What? Apologies all around?! No hurt feelings? No flames or vitriol?! Well gosh darn it all to heck than I’m just going to take my big mean words and go home!!!
P.S. Alphagene, it’s hard for me to really hate anyone who has MST3K as a sig, you bastard!
Best!
Byz
Voted most sex obsessed. (Yeah, blow me smart ass!)