Considering the respones since this went into the pit, I kinda feel privialged to be BBQ’d by Paul and Byran. 
You should be BBQ’d by Merriam and Webster on whom you’ve launched Operashun Fukwit.
Actually, the thread is more interesting when you’re not in it, so stop dragging it down, already.
But Byran, I like the fact that you are so easily aroused. It adds to your post count so don’t feel so bad.
Can you complete a single sentence without a misspelling, dude? You’ve really got to cut back.
No, I can’t. I really got to start cutting and pasting (did I misspel that?, sorry) in Word but I’m just toooooo lazzy. 
How you doin’?
Anyhoo, it was you who forced this thread into the Pit, not that it’s any great accomplishment.
I figured out who “Byran” was, but who the hell is “Paul”?
Tripler
He’s dead.
All the clues are there.
I am feeling much better. I think I will go for a walk.
You’re not fooling anyone, you know.
Don’t forget your shoes.
Functioning brain. The other gray meat.
Amazing it is when some folks will post like they’ve just had a prefrontal lobotomy, swallowed a handful of mushrooms and washed it down with MD 20/20.
You know, they say that if you get a million chimpanzees banging on a million typewriters over a million years, eventually, you’ll come up with the works of Shakespeare.
I think we found that moment. . . maybe.
Tripler
:: hides his bananas ::