::bows before the Perfect Master::
Holy Batman!! You did it! You actually were acknowledged by the Great One.
Esprix, Esprix! Wake up! Jeez Cecil you knocked him out cold… Now he’s probably got amnesia and won’t remember this at all.
:eek:
HOLY FLIRKING SCHNIT! [sub](It worked!)[/sub]
:eek:
{swoons, loses consciousness}
Esprix
Fuck that - time to change my sig! 
Esprix
<Grovels in front of Esprix>
We’re not worthy…We’re not worthy!
So, I wonder what it was that finally lured The Master in here?
Such a sycophant!
I was thinking more along the lines of a suck ass.
::d&r::
the classy send-off.
Bottom line’s the same, though.
Huh, this coming after I said that only cold, hard cash would be good enough to garner his attention.
Well, guess I won’t be needing this tribute anymore.
:Sticks wad of bills back into overcoat, shuffles off:
Well, I always thought it would take an Act of God to get Esprix to change his sig. Turns out we had to bring out the really big guns and make it an Act of Cecil.
[sub][sup]I’m so jealous…can I touch you?[/sub][/sup]
I’ve got a tortilla with Cecil’s image on it.
If anyone wants to see it, I’ll show it to ya for a buck.
In regard to the OP:
I sure don’t know. Hmm. Maybe The Perfect Master himself would tell us.
Just an idea.
Yeah, Esprix, definitely time to change the sig. “Evidently, I rock. Wassap [url=“http://thisthread.php”]Cecil.[/url]” Heh.
I would congratulate you except for this excessive jealously thing I’ve got going on now.
Um, He already did, Lorna. (Or were you just joshin’?)
Esprix
I am torn!
Half of me is happy for my pal Esprix. The other half is psycho-jealous!
I shall indulge both sides, in order to exorcise my inner demons
Hey Esprix!, congratualations you punk! I was tryin’ to get a Cecil hello too and he ignored me! ME! but if I wasn’t gonna get welcomed, why was it you? It shoulda been me!, I’m glad it was you. You deserved it, buddy! I’ll tell you what you deserved you smug…
There. Now I feel all better.
:: looks at the Teeming Millions staring at him, aghast ::
What?
Fenris
Note for the humor impaired: I’m kidding. Congrats, Esprix!
You BASTARD!!! What the hell does a frog have to do?!
You dare to question The Master’s judgement! Fie on thee! Fie I say!
Yay, Esprix.
His response to me was so cryptic that I’m obliged to fast for three weeks and meditate on it.
I see that trying to help him out with the Hittite doesn’t do the trick. Shoot.
So, Esprix, what flavor of chocolate did you mail him?