In praise of lobotomyboy63

That fucker is everywhere… and I like it!

Five hundred or something posts since February 2008. Come in here bro, tell us a bit about yourself. We want to know. Ask questions, invite you over, why the “63”(?), date my sister.

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I am everywhere…and I am nowhere. I pass like the wind.

63=DOB. (65=The year my bro dropped me on my head).

I’m addicted to the boards, I’ll admit. I was surprised to see my post count is that high as well. Perhaps it’s a computer glitch?

Tell me about your sister :smiley:

People born in 1963 are generally known to be both good-looking and smart. :cool:

I can testify that lobotomyboy63 is a darned nice guy, and a very interesting dinner companion/conversationalist…

Well, now that you mention it… :cool:

I have noticed the same thing, myself. Uncanny.

So what does the rest of the name mean? Something about a 44 year old wolf child named Tomy? What happened to his other “m”? Too poor to afford it? Did the lobos eat it?

So many questions.

Something stinks.

The first step is admitting you have a problem. Enjoy the love-fest while it lasts bwahahaha!

Why, thank you! :smiley:

Meh. I’d rather have 63 bottles in front of me.

Pinkfreud alludes to one meaning of it: there’s an old bumper sticker/tee shirt that says, “I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.” Pink merely requests 63.

Meaning 2: My salute to “One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest.”

Sidenote: a former student of mine, who will graduate soon, tells me she isn’t sure if she wants to be a neurosurgeon or a psychologist or both. She sought my advice (picked my brain, ahem) and she has already promised me, upon completion of her training, a free lobotomy! Who says teaching doesn’t have perqs?

Nice that someone noticed…

Whoosh. Please change the DOB on your drivers license to 1964.