I think What Exit? just meant that there was more to the whole fiasco than one poster buying another one off the board.
When I read your post and think “what an asshole,” you might wanna think about dialing it down a notch.
PRR and I are posting right now from a hotel in Spain. Here’s how it happened. With What Exit? and **Jodi ** figuring out how we should live our lives, PRR and I figured we could have a break. So we met up in Brazil, where **Tris ** brought us fireworks and chocolate that he purchased with the cash. We used these to establish a junta among three local tribes. We ruled them together with an iron fist until July, when the CIA and the Israeli Delta Force infiltrated one of our villages (we’re still not sure which) forcing Tris to return to the States. PRR and I then escaped, swimming the Amazon until it emptied us into the sea. We used banana trees to build boats that we then used to sail toward Antarctica. PRR and I survived by eating one another’s vomit until after the end of autumn, which was summer, when we emerged on the other side of the polar cap and rode a small iceberg to Australia. We attended a Dopefest in Sydney incognito. (For those there, we were the ones dressed as Vietnamese sailors.) We won the lottery before leaving, however, and bought a balloon that took us to India. A fat woman chased us with a stick until we were able to escape to Pakistan. Within weeks, we were captured by operatives of the Russian army, who were secretly filming Americans camped out in Afghani caves. They fed us well, but they took all our money and forced us to confess our allegiance to Czar Nikolas, whom they held to be their patron saint. That was fine for me even though I wasn’t Catholic, but I could tell that PRR was having a tough time of it. He tried to whisper to me privately, but they had already cut out his tongue. So all he could do was slip me a note that said, “I am still an atheist.” I gave the note immediately to Peotr Bakker, a Russian evangelist, who stuffed us in his travel bag and managed to get us to France. There, people spat on us for being American until we made BUSH SUCKS signs and hung them around our necks. We danced and sang an operetta in the street at Cannes as people filled our hats with spare change. There, we met Michael Moore, who was trolling in a restroom with a Republican Congressman whom we couldn’t recognize because he was in drag. But fortunately for us, his physician was with him, and he reattached PRR’s tongue. After the constable arrived, PRR and I were able to slip away and hitchhike to Paris, where a television producer recognized us from all the publicity that had been stirred up on the Dope. We sold our story to him for 500,000 Euros which we then used to fly to Barcelona. We bumped into Tris at the airport who, it turns out, had been waiting for us since October. We gave all our money to Tris, who donated it to the Red Cross. PRR admitted that try as he might, he could not choose to believe in God. And here we are!
Trisk is just the mediator here, guys. I respect his right to remain neutral and silent, and so should everyone else. Any complaints with the new terms of the deal should be directed at Liberal or PRR, and they can politely choose to ignore you.
And, Contrapuntal, please stop acting like a troll.
Yeh! I was against this deal and am glad it’s done.
They have a lottery in Australia? :dubious:
Liberal, that was quite creative and humorous. Thank you.
- So what do Vietnamese sailors dress like?
On second thought, there’s no need to rehash this.
Pathetic.
What the hell brought that on?
This stinks. This can only breed speculation and
Glad he is back then. Someone else to share the vomit.
The fact that any of this occurred at all makes everyone involved complete douchebags.
Could be worse. Punctured douchebags, for instance.
I’m still disgusted that TPTB allowed this bullshit to happen.
Silver lining, though: final proof that **Lib **is utterly, totally, completely dismissably unworthy of the merest attention, let alone respect. Makes it easier; you don’t have to mine his posts for sense if you have irrevocable proof that he’s incapable of sense.
I’m still disgusted by Contrapuntal’s cheap shot. I guess we’ll live. Still happy to have another member back posting, although I could write a list of members I’d like back.
Sapo
Manhattan
kimera
excalibre
Master Wang …
It goes on.
Me, too. Like Marley23, that whole deal made me really uncomfortable.
Welcome back, PRR!
I did so as a final act in the performance of my agreed function in the event. I was neutral, and trusted by both parties to oversee the exchange of funds, and the fulfillment of the conditions. I later accepted the evolved function of facilitating the end of the agreement.
I would not like people to think that either party simply reneged. So, I posted here.
I am continuing to monitor the thread, and will respond to questions not involving private information.
Tris