You rang? Allow me to serenade you:
Did Cecil, do you think, foresee
Way back in 1973
Just where the Straight Dope would proceed?
What highways, byways, fruit and weed
Would burgeon in his column’s wake?
Who woulda thunk it? No mistake:
The Straight Dope board is quite a town
Of wit and wisdom, sage and clown.
So post your screed! Keep up the pace!
And don’t forget the :)!!
It’s got a good beat; Lobsang can dance to it.
sperfur
I feel skinny,
Oh, so skinny,
I feel skinny and thinny and slight!
And I pity,
Any girl who isn’t me tonight.
Little Bird
On special request from sperfur
prognostication rubber band on wrist
AwSnappity
Cool! 
If I weren’t IMing with my ex right now, I might have to verify… Um, did I type that in the right window? :eek:
We had fun at the fair. I don’t know what to think now because my other ex (the stripper) is talking to me about going out again, and I still have feelings for her, too.
I guess I’ll just string them both along until it all ends in a horrible and very hurtful mess.
Lobsang’s mother is a teapot.
(Sings, out of key):
“I’m a little teapot, short and stout,
Here is my handle, here is my spout!”
Okay, NCB, take that and run with it.
Ye gots two 'andles, you daft bugger! Makes ya a sugar bowl!
[inserts prognosticating suppository]
:eek:
Orange Skinner
ETF
“MEOWWWWWW”
Hi, Abby! Can you beat NCB and lel to the nest post?
*neXt[i/] post! :smack:
yes NCB
HERE I AM!
Only eight pages too late.
Johnny LA
That she’s really a wonderful person?
No? I didn’t think so.
Anyway, I’m here now, if a few posts late - I spent yesterday curled up on my sofa reading Vikram Seth’s “A Suitable Boy”. It is one long book…
sperfur
I spent yesterday with a big basket of clotted cream fudge. Mmm - mmmmmm.
I predict NoClueBoy
Well, you get me instead. Why do these programs insist on giving really unhelpful error messages?
fizzy next
Noop. Sorry…
Who’s dat? Oh it’s Seven.
Gaaarrr. I’ve just spent over an hour trying to teach my mum how to use MSN messenger so she can talk to me at uni. OVER AN HOUR. She keeps asking me stupid questions, like “How do I use it if I’m not on the internet?” and “What happens if I press the Caps Lock?”.
I need some crisps.
Angua.
My dad still has trouble with “that mouse thing” so you can only imagine how excited I’ll be when Dad progresses to the MSN stage.
fizzy.
Oh yes, the good old days of explaining that the left mouse button and right mouse button do different things and you shouldn’t simply mash the mouse mindlessly with your fist. And don’t get me started on the mouse wheel.
sperfur
Bwahaha! My dad is a computer techy god. He tells me things I didn’t know about computers.
My mum on the other hand, can’t even operate basic functions on a mobile phone, for example, calling someone, or hanging up after a call.
green_bladder