Do I win a prize or anything?
I’m not sure what to say: um…
“I’m honored to have achieved this honor. I’d like to thank all the little people who made this possible and I’d like to thank the biggest influences in my life: my parents, God and Ayn Rand”
Um…no. That won’t do for a 100th post.
"Y’know fellow SMDB’ers, last night I was out with my girlfriend and I saw one of her Forks out on a date. Well, we went to the men’s room and I asked him: ‘Who’s that ladle you’re out with tonight.’ Boy was I surprised when he replied ‘That’s no ladle, that’s my knife!’ <rimshot>
No, no. Shecky Green type jokes just don’t encompass the serious, yet meaningful tone of quiet dignity this solemn occasion requires…nay…demands. Hmmmm…
<humming something that sounds vaguely like the theme to "Gilligan’s Island>
Um…still here…Ok…All I can think of is my “Everyone else resigns in disgrace and the line of succession for the Presidency is scraping the bottom of the barrel and I’m it” speech. (What? I thought everyone had one prepared, just in case. Next thing you’ll tell me is that you don’t have a generic “Surprised appointment to Chief Justice of the Supreme Court” speech prepared.)
“My fellow Americans…uh…Dopers. We stand together at the crossroads of tomorrow. All of our tomorrows will someday be yesterdays, so we must make today count! This is best and brightest time in our history but coming crisises may make us pull together, put our shoulders to the grindstone and get out and push! I’m confident that the American People…er…Straight Dopers will do so. Destiny opens the door of His Minivan, it is time for us all to get in and ride. Before I go, I’d like to thank all the little people who made this possible and thank those who’ve influnced me most: My parents, God and Ayn Rand. Thank You and Good Night.”
Fenris
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No, really, I’m done now.
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Honest. Nothing to see here, move along…
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How do I end this?
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Whatdaya mean that 100th post events aren’t manditory?!
