Took the words right out of my mouth, Fenris.
I prefer pie!!!2 myself, but, honestly, it’s all good. Everybody likes pie.
You don’t need to copy and paste - just log in, use the back button to get to you post, and click the submit button again.
Of course, if the software was better you wouldn’t have to do that.
Wow, that was a close call! I was about to post something to defend Cull against some of the nasty things people have said to him here, but then it occurred to me that maybe they had a reason for talking down to him, so I searched his past posts and found this:
After reading that, I would like to congratulate the hamsters.
I’m sorry, did I hit that hit too close to your sheepish little heart? I forgot that I’m supposed to feign compassion for idiocy and complacency in order to gain friends and popularity! All hail AMERIKA NUMBER ONE YAY GO AMERIKA I HAVE TO GO BUY A CASE OF NUTRITION ENERGY PROTEIN BALANCED CARBOHYDRATE BARS NOW SEE YOU LATER!!!1111111122
I’m sorry, conditioning you know… I should relax with a nice warm case of BOTTLED WATER for fuck’s sake.
Now go back in your stable and eat some hay.
… someone’s bitter.
Look I heard there was pie in here and so I came in, read the entire frickin thread and while there was much talk of a pie nature I find myself without pie. Frankly I feel that I’m owed pie.
Key lime please. (real Key Lime, not that fake green stuff. No whipped cream either.)
There’s no such thing as pie. It’s a myth, like Santa Claus or Our Fearless Leader’s IQ.
I have become Death, Stealer of Pie
Now, Cull, if you haven’t tried decaf, how do you know you don’t like it?
My cat’s breath bent my wookie!
Notepad is a very yexy editor. Use something like EditPad or emacs, instead.
Life is too short for yexy editors.
I think the hampsters ate the pie. It was good pie, too, Key Lime Pie and Pecan Pie and Lemon Icebox Pie with Graham Cracker Crust like my mother used to make. I like hampsters, but I like pie better. I don’t care that the hampsters ate Cull’s post; that was probably no big loss, but I do care that the furry little bastards ate the pie.
Just as a pointless digression, why do some posters seem to think that putting a “k” in “America” is a clever device to gain rhetorical points? It’s trite, it’s old, and it tends to mark the user as a particularly silly person who thinks namecalling is a useful substitute for the advancement of a proposition through logical argument.
Mind, I could be misreading Cull’s intent; maybe it’s just a misspelling. Given the general tenor and intelligence level of his comments, an inability to spell would not be out of character, IMO. Of course, Cull could be going through some hard times.
Cue Stephen Sondheim
No denying, times is hard, sir.
Even harder than the worst pies in London.
Only lard and nothing more.
Is that just revolting?
All greasy and gritty.
It looks like it’s molting and tastes like…
well, pity
a woman alone
with limited wind
and the worst pies in London!
Ah, sir, times is hard, times is hard!
I think pie tastes much better than NUTRITION ENERGY PROTEIN BALANCED CARBOHYDRATE BARS, quite frankly.
Mmmm.
So your three hypothesis are:
[ul]
[li]He did it to make some grand philosophical point[/li][li]It’s just an innocent “My fingers slipped” typo[/li][li]He’s emotionally distraught[/li][/ul]
Gobear, Mi compadre, you’ve left out the most important and obvious option: He’s a nitwit.
Besides, remember your Pratchett? The bit about people who use too many exclamation marks and their questionable sanity? Once again, Pterry shows us the way.
The final option, in addition to the two I’ve listed and your original three, is that this is a desperate bid for my attention. I suspect Cull…wants…me and is doing a spectacularly idiotic pit-thread simply to get me to notice him. (It’s all about me, you see.)
Given that, I’ll take up your gauntlet of including in the post a Sondheim quote (with a slight tweak to the lyrics):
A wall of rain as it turns to sleet
Th’ lack of sun on a one-way street
I love the grime
all the time
and what more do I need?
My window pane has a lovely view
An inch of sky and a fly or two
Why I can see
half a tree
And what more do I need?
The dust is thick and it’s galling
It simply can’t be excused
In winter, even the falling snow looks…used.
My window pane doesn’t give much light
But I see Cull so the view is bright
Because Cull loves me I’ll pay the dirt no heed
With Cull’s love, what more do I need?
But if that’s the case, how do I let him down gently? Given his exclaimation point problem, he’s clearly none-too-stable, emotionally and I don’t wanna hurt th’ little spud. But conversely, I’m just not interested. So now what?
Help me Obi-Wan Gobear, you’re my only hope!
Fenris
This used to happen to me a lot and I wept (oh, how I wept) over the loss of those important, relevant, carefully-composed replies, but I found a solution; now I only ever post inane drivel - if the hamsters eat it, it’s no great loss.
I also wait until someone posts something clever and then post almost the exact same thing–all the wit, half the mental effort.
I loves my NUTRITION ENERGY PROTEIN BALANCED CARBOHYDRATE BAR pie.
But, yeah, that is frustrating. Nowadays, I check to make sure I’m logged in before posting. A good way to do this, if you don’t want to bother finding the login page, is to click “reply to” the last comment in the thread. That’ll take you to the login page if you’re not logged in. Then, just delete all the text in the box and post.
We are all well aware of the oddities and complexities of this board. Moaning does little but piss off the hamsters - and other posters.
As suggested previously, why not either make sure you are logged in before posting (trying to post), hit ‘back’ and copy your post carefully or even type it in an email and save the puppy for future reference if need be.
Dude, this is a great place to be. Chill. Be kind to the hamsters and you will find yourself in a much happier state of mind - and with less people pissin’ down your leg.
Oh, and welcome to the SDMB! 
Fenris, in re Cull’s unrequited passion for you, my advice is for you to tell him that…
This was just a moment in the woods…
Our moment.
Shimmering and lovely and sad.
Leave the moment, just be glad
For the moment that we had.
Every moment is of moment
When you’re in the woods…