I had a Straight Dope message borad nightmare.

It began in Great Debates (as most SDMB nightmares do). I had just started a new thread – a very serious discussion about Edward Snowden – when I noticed that one of the words in my OP was misspelled. The mistake? I had typed “borad” instead of “board.” Editing proved impossible, and the thread began to take on a life of its own, picking up speed while it careened down the page with the single-minded ferocity of a freight train. At first I was happy to see so many people responding, but their oblique and abrupt answers to my long and thoughtful OP were confusing to me. Something wasn’t right.

And then it hit me: each reply, one after the other after the other, included a single misspelled word, just like my “borad.”

Everyone was making fun of me.

That’s when I woke up, shaking, covered in sweat.

You misspelled ‘Broad’ and they hate it when you refer to them that way.

My name borad, nice to meet you, I very excite!

Does this have anything to do with Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan by any chance?

Well, I’m certainly not borad by this thread!

Ha, when I read the thread title, I was all ready to respond wittily, ‘what, you misspelled ‘board’ and got mocked into oblivion?’.

Anyway, watch people not read the OP and your nightmare coming tru!

Hah! Apparently witty message board responses are what my subconscious fears most right now. Maybe I’ve been spending too much time on this godforsaken website.

Mods: Please remove the SDMB from my dreams and back to reality. Having nightmares about it makes me feel lame.

Thread reported for impossibility.

I think I have yet to have a SDMB draem.

I usually have SMBD dreams.

And were you naked the whole time? Prove it.

Better than BDSM dreams I suppose.:eek:

I’m not making fun of you but I cannot contain myself any longer and I have to tell you this: EVERY SINGLE TIME I see a post by you - I get hungry for french toast and maple syrup. :smiley:

I have dreamt about this board as well.
We all met together somewhere in a castle of all things.
Hilarity ensued.

I hate to tell you, but you didn’t reely wake up.

YOU’RE STILL DREAMING!

And every time I see a post by you I [del]get hungry for[/del] feel weird feelings about pickles.

[sdmb nightmare]
When I try to log out…
…it only logs me in deeper.
[/sdmb nightmare[

I woke last night to the sound of thunder.

Hey, I Made French Toast For You, when are you going to respond to that thread? You know, the one you started in Great Debates back in April, where you posted that OP about the Nature of Reality and the Meaning of Life and all that complex Higher Mathematics. Everyone’s been posting replies–the thread’s pages and pages long now–and we’re all waiting for you to respond.

Okay, this actually had me really worried for a second.

Let’s dial it back, guys.

I prefer powdered sugar on my french taost.