I ** believe I am the person with the highest post count not mentioned in this thread…before now **
I see dead android dopers named Cecil…
I forgot to add that I’ve thought for some time now that Eutychus is a shunned Amish. Or former Amish, I guess that would be.
I honestly and firmly believe that CrankyAsAnOldMan and I are destined somehow. I get a weird tingly feeling every time I see her name.
Cranky…I think I love you
so what am i so afraid of?
I also think that SuaSponte posts from a deep, blood red velvet chair and that Esprix is really my gay ex boyfriend.
jarbaby
You have one, too?
You should be afraid of Cranky, jarbaby. I’ve met her. She’s terrifyingly nice. :eek:
[RANT] 'fraid so. He was so cute, and a good dresser, loved dancing and shopping and he thought I was funny and witty and beautiful…and he also loved a thin, muscular gymnast at our college.
When should I have known he was gay? Oh, I don’t know, but the day that he said he wanted to be a Madonna dancer on her tour should have been a big clue.
sigh. I still have a crush on him…even though he decided to come out to all of our friends BEFORE he came out to me.
jerk. [/rant]
I believe that I will meet Nocturne some day.
I believe that Ballybay works too hard and doesn’t post often enough, so she should let me take her out to a night on the town.
I believe that what I believe is irrelevant.
I believe that Bumbazine used to hang out in a swamp in Georgia; spending his time in the company of an Alligator that smokes cigars (seegars?), a Porcupine that wears a tartan hat, and a possum in a striped shirt.
Or he did until that Kelly guy got him a job up North, anyway.
I also believe that the reason nobody has mentioned me so far, is that I’m simply too good to be believed. 
Nah, that was Scylla.
::runs like hell::
hardygirl: sorta real-life Laura Croft; very bright, enduring, focused–but much funnier.
Fenris: a lethally sexy, witty, self-deprecating force, sorta Miles Vorkosigan meets Dave Barry.
Arden Ranger: slightly less disturbed but MUCH more compelling version of “Red Green’s” Ranger Gord. Gord with gonads, doncha know.
Persephone: ahh, the tough, tender gal with unplumbed depths of funkiness, kindness, mischief, humor…
Superdude: wry, self-parodying front for a born hellion.
Francesca: very Botticelli and haunting. A Medici icon, if they’d had a sense of humor.
Redboss: name sounds very Soviet-stolid but the persona is endlessly whimsical, funny and and damned good company.
There are waaayy too many others. Those just scraped the synapes from the top of the brain pan.
Great buncha raving individualists hereabouts. It’s always a suprise and a pleasure.
Veb
::blushes::
Lara Croft?
Must be the attitude 
After doing a websearch, I firmly believe I am …
That, sir/ma’am, is a damnable lie!
You can check my homepage (still under construction) for a pic - not the pic I would’ve chosen for there, though. I’ll have to talk to someone about that.
And yes, hardygrrl, I am a big softy.
Arden Ranger - Red Green is a Canadian show that can be seen on PBS in the USA. Here’s some info about Ranger Gord from the official site.
I saw that, Crunchy. I’m just trying to decide how I feel being compared to some of whom it is said
I believe Ballybay is igpay atinlay. At least her name is.
<sniiiiiifff> :: wipes tear from eye ::
Veb, of all the nice things that anyone’s said about me in this thread, that’s gotta be the nicest.
And you, of course, have the coolness of Cordelia, the wit of Aral and the niceness of…um…his girlfriend who’s name escapes me. And I don’t think that, I know it.
Fenris
And I was doing pretty well with it too, until one night I came down with the flu and my understudy had to go on in my place. Who woulda thought a possum would be more believeable in the part?
I believe the reason nobody’s mentioned you so far is that nobody can figure out how to pronounce your name. I’ve always thought you must be the last Knight Templar, passing your time operating a curiousity shop in New York City until the day comes when your uncanny skill with the sword will be needed again.
I believe that if Spartacus was a gladiator slave from Sparta, then Eutychus is a gladiator mod from Utica, N.Y.!
I believe Sua Sponte is a self-motivator!
I believe Slortar watches old Barney videos when he thinks no one can see him.
I believe that everyone who has posted to this thread is shy and bashful.
Of course, I also believe that the Al Gore REALLY won, so why should you listen to me? 
I screech only when I get really really torqued off about something. I’ve been told I ave a ‘radio voice’ well-suited for classical, nostalgia or smooth jazz stations:“And now, Kenny G’s version of “The White Cliffs of Dover”, with the Royal Concertgebouw Orchestra, guest conductor Riccaro Muti”.
Maybe I ought to consider a career change…
Chiesu, I’ve been found out! Oh don’t EEEEEEVEN get me started on Muscovy ducks, the Tribbles of the wild duck world (and they’re not even wild). Now if only I could find a large enough warehouse…