oh prediction ETF giving
oh prediction ETF
oh prediction ETF giving me an answer
BigDaiv
heres BigDaiv[/jonny voice]
someone
… to watch over me?
ETF
Nope, Angua, posting from her brother’s computer, who think’s we’re all insane. 
NoClueBoy
well i can only speak for myself but
nyahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa i b insane
Angua
Well, yes. But I think we’re all insane. Some of us just more so than others. Plus he’s just seen the DopeFedst photos, so that’s not doing us any favours. 
BigDaiv
“inside every sane person is an insane one waiting to get out”- Terry Pratchett The Light Fantastic
Angua
Well, I don’t know about you, but my insane person got out a long time ago, and the sane bit of me has been reduced to a tiny whispery echo, which not even ducks can hear.
BigDaiv
can i change that quote to what it correctly is: “Inside every sane person there’s a madman strugling to get out”
i dont think i ever had a sane bit i prefer insanity anyway
Angua
Dropping in to say hi, and bye for the next few hours.
Is there a NurseCarmen in the house?
oooh, this is eerie. I was just thinking about predicting EddyTeddyFreddy, and she posts! WOW! Am I psychot … err … psychic or what? 
And I’m thinking of the next poster now who happens to be …
NoClueBoy!
Okay, so I donned a surgical mask and went to see her.
She’s gorgeous! 7 lbs 7 ozs, 21 inches, and long black hair.
Kind of cute for a less than one day old.
vanilla
But does she still have that red, scrunched-up face?
Of course, if I’d just been through what she went through, I’d probably have a scrunched-up face, too.
NCB, returning to inform me that she is in fact the most beautiful baby on the face of the earth. 
Of course it’s red and scrunched up, she just got shoved through a 10 centimeter whole surrounded by muscle and bone!
Kind of odd to think of my little cousin that way…
Willard
I think this thread is starting to make too much sense, so I shall predict the irruption of The Ryan.
And so to bed.
Sense? This thread is making sense? I can’t follow word one in here.
Granted, I just consumed eleven dozen-- minus 121-- beers. So maybe… uh… yeah… What was I saying now?
Abby please come back!! I’m predicking you will.