uh, Sarah - I was kidding… I haven’t time for the club thing. My life is so full now, there just aren’t enough hours in the day. Anyway, like Groucho, I wouldn’t want to belong to a club that would have me as a member.
Sooooo, who’s got chocolate??
One? Only one?
Well, I’m only posting this so I can be under Tymp.
and I’m just posting this to be under Rasa.
I’m only posting again in hopes of a posse sammich.
Moloster = MOst Last pOSTER.
If there was ever any doubt I spend too much time here, there isn’t any more…
Sa-WEET! I have scratchie AND Nym under me! WOO!
Mmm. Posse sammich. Who gets to be the bread? We all know who’s the butter…
[sub]psst, posse: I only posted here cuz of you[/sub]
I think Nymysys is onto something with the flirting thing.
In my own case, I also figure it’s due to my tendency to be long winded and babbling. I just try to keep in mind that as things rise up, so must they fall, and this is true of threads as well.
kunilou, you have my apologies in advance should this thread now die here.
My My! 45 posts in less than 3 hours. Thanks for the overwhelming response.
Let’s review the hints on this board for building and maintaining a successful thread:
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Have an entirely new topic that’s never been discussed before
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Flame a veteran or two just to see what happens
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Criticize fellow posters for stupid grammar mistakes (like the redundancy in point #1)
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Have a best friend on the board to keep you from being lonely
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Something about a parrot vs. a penguing, but I really couldn’t follow that hijack very well.
And all this time I thought it might be my sig line.
And Nen on a plane right now, too. <sigh> I thought two girls and three boys sounded PERFECT, dammit.
See? What did I say? Bring up the sex and they come out of the woodwork!
Well, the posse does, anyway. 
shrug well it could be the Mile High Posse sammich!
I’m only posting to protest the bad rap herbal tea was given earlier in this thread.
I’ve got 7 boxes of Celestial Seasonings in my desk drawer.
And I’m not afraid to use them.
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Well, I’m not Tagalog am I. I’m a MotherFucking Californian. And I know they’re green, cause my pills told me they were. Let’s see, who am I gonna trust? A dumbfuck who claims to know that I’m hugging a raggety ann doll, when everyone knows my preference for Wet Me Wendy, or my precious precious pills. Glorious pills, givers of life force.
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You know, I’d like to get through one thread with out you bastards resorting to Red Baiting… :rolleyes:
And Arnold, I will definetely keep you updated. I’ll also do my best to do anything to resole any lingering doubts you might have regarding my gender.
If you need references or character witnesses, scratchie, let me know. 
Nymysis,
What is a posse sammich anyway? Or should I not ask?
And while I’m posting anyway I should note that no one inquired as to whether or not I did in fact appear in the mirror when I checked to see if I existed. Apparently I have a defective mirror because I’m more convinced than ever that I do not. Which really is quite a relief actually. Not existing really does free one from a great deal of responsibilty. And my posts can be much more rude in the future as they obviously don’t exist either and I don’t have to worry about harming anyone’s feelings.
If I did exist I would like it pointed out that I’m not normally this odd.
Well, did you appear in the mirror? Did you even fog the mirror? I’ve got the phone ready to call 911, just in case. Or a wooden stake, whichever one is appropriate.
So, Blackclaw, if you fall in the woods, will anyone point and laugh?
Which, of course, does NOT include me.
Maybe the bear taking a shit on him.
…or the Pope.