Damn both of you. Damn you to hell. (Yo Satan, they’ve both got rooms reserved, right?) And yes, Flyp, my knickers are in a twist right now.
“You are sweet, kind, and considerate… Like a grown up boy scout with tits!”
First comment: Pluto is full of it. I myself am gender neutral (ok, female) but am still universally esteemed and revered…
Ouch! (wipes off tomato seeds and gunk) Okay, second comment…
The company here is somewhat rowdy, rarely inhibited and generally bright. Imagine yourself at a bus stop outside a mental hospital serving a good university. The patients have generous leave privileges and few inhibitions. They may await spaceships and carry dictionaries, but they aren’t boring.
And don’t be scared. The inmates are actually much more sensible or at least informed than the spectrum of IRL folks who jostle your elbows. Welcome to you, and glad to have you.
Veb
(p.s. if someone gives you ridiculous amounts of shit, hand it back. Just be sure to do it with some style.)
Hello!
I’m GuanoLad. I am not related to anyone you might see mentioned called ‘Shitboy’.
I am, in fact, the most popular guy here, amongst the female population (if I say that enough times to myself, I’m hoping it will come true). And you aren’t a true SDMB member until you send me PigeonMan fan mail. 
Oh, and every time your number of posts reaches a multiple of ten, start a self-congratulatory thread about it.
-PIGEONMAN-
Returns!
The Legend Of PigeonMan - By Popular Demand! Enjoy, enjoy!
“You should tell the truth, expose the lies and live in the moment.” - Bill Hicks
I have one word of advice for you: RUN AWAY!!! Don’t turn around, don’t look back, just go as far as you can, put as many virtual miles between yourself and this messageboard as possible, and try to forget the day you ever laid eyes upon it. Oh, yes, I was once like you, young, idealistic, but I posted once too often, got involved in one discussion too many, sent off one too many flames, and now LOOK AT ME!!! Don’t try to kid yourself, it will happen to you, you’re not strong enough to resist it, nobody is. It’s too late for me, but you can still save yourself! Go! Now! BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!!!
An infinite number of rednecks in an infinite number of pickup trucks shooting an infinite number of shotguns at an infinite number of road signs will eventually produce all the world’s great works of literature in Braille.
Thanks, neuro-blabbermouth.
We were this close to reeling her in.
Ah, well. There will be others. Heh heh heh.
I don’t have to do drugs to mess up my head. I went to Catholic school.
Send me all your chocolate.
Your Official Cat Goddess since 10/20/99.
“I’m a god. I’m not the God–I don’t think.” --P.C.
Sorry ya’ll. I didn’t realize I had to reply to my post 
Cause ya see, I’m new, remember? Anyway, my friend that introduced me is WIU Wozman incase you all want to yell at him or something.
The best things in life are Italian…that’s the thing, though…I’m not Italian.
The best things in life are Italian…that’s the thing, though…I’m not Italian.
UncaBeer,
Ranger Jeff
*The Idol of American Youth *
Riders In The Sky
Just because a guy pays for dinner doesn’t mean you owe him anything.
“I’ll tell you a secret, baby - maybe you can’t do better - gotta settle for second best” - the Judybats
Yellow and Greenthings, Y2S. There are a few things that the other posters here missed.
There is a tax on bad puns, $.25 payable to me. I’ll let you know when you have been negligent in your payments…
Posting without a cite can get you drummed out of the intelligent poster corps.
You are what you post, as well as what you eat…post drivel and we’ll either add 95 years or subtract 25 years to your age…(No girls, the subtraction doesn’t happen if you are over 45, unless you name is Jack Benny.)
Have fun and pay no attention to that shadow figure behind the curtain who answers to the name of Flamebait.
Sacrificial Virgins are to be delivered by 1200 sharp. (I get peckish at 1300, and it takes at least an hour for the marinade to tenderize.)
>>Being Chaotic Evil means never having to say your sorry…unless the other guy is bigger than you.<<
—The dragon observes
Welcome, welcome, welcome!
What advice to give? Hmmm.
How about… No, that’s been covered.
Well, then… uhm. Nah.
Ok. Ok. Now, whenever you…
No.
Mr. K’s Link of the Month:
What is John Kricfalusi (“Ren and Stimpy”) doing these days?
<font size=6>I am the great & powerful Oz!!</font>
Uh, sorry. That’s what I say at my 9 to 5 job. Got a little confused there, Sandy.
When in GQ , argue on the basis of facts only.
When in Great Debates , argue on the basis of either facts or ethics.
When in MPSIMS, don’t argue, play nice.
When in the BBQ Pit…<BLINK>BLOOD! KILL! KILL!</BLINK>
I’m OK now–I went away for a little while, but I’m back… 
With magic, you can turn a frog into a prince. With science, you can turn a frog into a Ph.D, and you still have the frog you started with.
[advice]What my dad always told me: take your vitamins, brush your teeth and keep your tools clean. I assume he just meant tools, but he’s gone, so I have extended “tools” to cover just about anything.[/advice]
Hey, now, don’t get too partied out, you Ohio hooligans! Save some for when I go there this summer!
~Harborina
“This is my sandbox. I’m not allowed to go in the deep end. That’s where I saw the leprechauns.”