If my math is correct this entire forum has once and for all eliminated the need for therapy. Because if the shit we’re spewing here ain’t therapeutical and our problems ain’t gettin solved… then it’s quite obvious we’re screwed. Or healed.
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Thank you, Crom!
(or is it “hi crom”?)
I’m assuming you mean “Hi Opal”?..unless Crom is a reference to someone I don’t know about.
To crush your enemies, to see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women…now THAT is what I consider therapeutic…
-XT
No more World of Warcraft for you.
And if you do not listen, then to Hell with you!
If you do not know the secret of steel, Crom will laugh at you, and throw you down from his mountain.
And, of course, that would not be cromulent.
I find your mom very therapeutic.
Considering she is dead that really doesn’t reflect well on you…
-XT
modern dentistry, microwave ovens, and soft toilet paper…
(baldly modified from Terry Pratchett)
I’ll take indoor plumbing over the microwave. If I only get three.
I’d want one of those internet machine-gun printing machines. Later, just take what I need by force.
AAARRRGHHH!!! I came here to get away from that thread!!1
Hey guys wha
Hmph… Childs play. Give me a vaporizing death ray to strap to my car and I could solve all of our traffic problems in a month. One zap and they and their entire car *POOF turned into an ash.
Wait, is this the right forum?
Bawk bawk chippy chippy haaaaaaammm.
Would that be a 1920s-Style Death Ray?
Well thanks a lot. For a full day I enjoyed the therapeutic effects of knowing that I could out-gun anyone out there. But now that’s all over with. There is no way I will lay my hands on a ray gun 
Ahhh, the Zen of the Pit.
Where you realize that:
1.) You can find peace without worrying about outgunning anyone;
2.) You’re on the forum that has all the 1920s-Style Death Rays;
3.) Opal’s getting along fine without your meager greetings;
and
4.) Compared to some of the other posters here, your life is uncomplicated.
Seriously, this place IS therapeutic…
When it’s in jest, otherwise it’s a bitch factory.