I bought Hunter Biden’s laptop from Al Gore.
And I’m the guy who reformatted it for some idiot Congressman.
Tony Stark’s arc reactor was actually modelled on the real device that keeps my spleen functioning.
Spleen-support machines are a well-known scam. You can live without a spleen.They’re just siphoning off your money.
I insist on knowing which of the approximately 462.4 idiot Congressmen was the recipient of Elendil’s Heir’s reformatting service.
Given that this thread compulsorily involves lying about yourself and @Quondam_Mechanic’s last post isn’t explicitly about himself, it must be implicitly about himself. Consequently I have genuinely formed the belief he is most likely the person siphoning off the money from scam spleen-support machines.
I’m here to say, you are entirely correct.
I absconded with Elendil_s_Heir’s spleen while he wasn’t looking. It was delish.
A twelve-foot statue of my spleen was erected in front of Blawnox city hall in 1993. Last summer, it was discovered that it had somehow shrunk a quarter inch.
I am responsible for shrinking the quarter inch. A quarter inch is now officially only 31/128ths of an inch.
My embroidery has won many prizes over the years.
Oh, yeah! I remember reading your New York Times profile in 1997.
Every year, I make several pillows that feature my depictions of spleens rendered in needlepoint. I then distribute them to all my friends as Christmas gifts.
I insist that the obligation of my friends is to give me a gift on their birthday. I have by this method succeeded in my goal of never being invited to birthday parties.
I gave up birthdays for Lent.
That’s OK. I’ve been celebrating your birthdays for you all along.
Due to a slight warpage in a nearby chrono-synclastic infundibulum, my birthday takes place on a different date each year, which in any given year is determined by the number of regular-season games the Chicago Cubs have won the previous year.
Hey, the Chicago Cubs! I never miss any of their games.
I miss all of the Chicago Cubs’ games.
When I tell a lie, I try to make it a whopper.
This is the first time I’ve failed.