True, but not far, just a few communities over.
TNP would rather live in a big city than a small town.
You think you know me, but after a few days of [del]wine, women, and song[/del] bookstores and Japanese restaurants, I’d come home to Mama.
TNP has absurd extremist political views.
Yeah, let’s eliminate ALL political views.
THe next poster thinks self divine.
Well, I do sometimes say “Yes” when people ask, “God, is that you?”
The next poster has a field marshal’s baton in his (or her) knapsack.
My only knapsack is full of band paraphernalia, like extension cords and lyric sheets and a harmonica – hey, how’d that baton get in there?
TNP, when asked “do you know the time?” likes to say “yes, I do,” then walk away.
Sure do, sometimes.
TNP has given bogus driving directions to a stranger.
Not on purpose, but a couple of times I have realized later that I sent people into Lake Michigan.
The next poster knows the third word that ends in “gry” but isn’t telling.
Yeah, well, sorta’. Sometimes I’ve given directions on the spot that I later realized were wrong. I think I have excessive confidence in my local map skills, and to make it worse I don’t “test well” with this kind of pop-quiz. Lately I’ve thought twice and claimed that I couldn’t help them, if I have any serious doubt.
TNP is, like me, using shared computer access to be here. 
But of course! Heheheheh.
Repeated: TNP is, like me, using shared computer access to be here.
Well, I’m at work, so I guess that makes it shared - eh?
TNP hopes to hump on hump day!
Nope my own computer and secured wireless modem.
TNP poster fantasizes about playing Plinko on The Price is Right.
Well, anything’s possible!
Repeated: TNP poster fantasizes about playing Plinko on The Price is Right.
All of my game-show fantasies feature Alex Trebek. I don’t even know what “Plinko” is although it sounds Communist.
The next poster will follow recent precedent and respond to the previous post, failing to note this post, and prompting Elendil’s Heir to put the world right yet again.
I fantasize about Plinko - but only with Bob Barker. Drew Carey is Drew Scarey.
now put the world right - EH!
My brain just asploded.
TNP knows what I’m talkin’ about.
Of course. I’ve even been burninated. (Though, isn’t it your head that’s supposed to asplode, not your brain?)
TNP thinks that Oswald acted alone.
No, but my father, an FBI agent in the 1960s, is convinced that he did.
TNP has milked a cow and/or a goat.
Well of course I have - what good milk-fed maid hasn’t?
TNP has a hankering for a good steak.
True, with a big dollop of A-1 sauce, garlic mashed potatoes and a caesar salad. Hmmm. Is it lunchtime yet? Alas, no.
TNP has no lunch plans as yet.
Well, I AM kinda’ vague about it so far.
TNP knows exactly what is wanted for lunch!