#2731
Interesting fact:
Date: 03/17/2003
From: MickeyTheGardener
I *was* going to include a joke about that certain um...thing that people do sometimes (You know, if you're into that sort of thing) in my last reply, but I decided not to in the interest of good taste and keeping this rp rated PG 13.
But since that road's already been crossed.....
6969: Tork! There is a bomb in the building and it's going to blow!
Tork: She sure....I can't believe I almost just said that. I *am* horny!
Well, you started it wurwolf.
MTG etc.
#2732
I declare this rp suddenly great!
Date: 03/17/2003
From: wurwolf
Whoohoo, filthy is fun! You should know that whenever Schmoe and I get involved there's always dirty talk. Yay for us!
And STG, you'll be hearing from our lawyers in the morning.
wurwolf
Bonhead #3
fs!!
[Philippines][Pirate]
#2733
I'm going to wash my mouth out with soup
Date: 03/18/2003
From: MickeyTheGardener
n/t
#2734
Well, now that you mention it, STG...
Date: 03/18/2003
From: PharaohMobius
<<<wait for it...>>>
[OOC]
...I *do* object to being made to defecate in my pants. Call me crazy, but I just do. =/
I don't think PM would run from a lone hillbilly, regardless of how scary and degenerate he was. Still, I'm going to let the rest of the reply go, since it was generally plausible enough and fit the vacation framework. Maybe PM saw "Deliverance" at the motel he stopped at the night before and that's why the hillbilly freaked him out. That sounds as good an explaination as any.
Oh yeah, also: I'd like to make a friendly suggestion to you about posting about certain things. I was a bit put off by your... *ahem* vivid description of being... err... violated by the alien probes. I know I couldn't have been the only one (in fact, Lita made it fairly clear she wasn't keen on it, either in her reply that immediately followed). I'd like to suggest to you that hints and suggestions and off-camera depictions of less-savory events are not only more pallatable to a wider audience of readers, but can make for more effective and/or funny scenes. In Star Wars Ep 4, they didn't show scenes of people being blown to bits when Alderaan was destroyed, they showed the planet blowing up. That way, Lucas portrayed an act of genocide in a PG-rated manner. Or, compare the shower scene from Psycho to your typical slasher movie. Psycho still has all the impact it originally did (ignore for a moment that the average viewer is more innured to violent acts than when Hitchcock made the movie), while the slasher film becomes hokey upon repeated viewings (it starts looking fake). Just a thought for when you want to write some over-the-top action for a reply, but want it to still fit in with the rest of the continuity.
Anyway, back to the rp.
[IC]
[PM is stopped at one of those drive-through order kiosks.]
[PM] ...and an order of cheese fries, and a large orange drink.
[Voice from the Kiosk] Sir, we don't sell any of that stuff.
[PM] Oh, damn. Sorry. Okay then, I'd like a fish sandwich--
[Voice] We don't sell those either.
[PM] Umm... an order of fried chicken?
[Voice] No.
[PM] Oh, god. Not another taco place...
[Voice] Look, we're not that--
[PM] Okay, I've got it. Just give me an order of what the people in the car ahead of me got.
[Voice] Sir! I can't do that!
[PM] That's it. I want to speak to your manager.
[Voice] All right, sir. Please pull around to the window.
[PM] You bet your ass I will.
[He pulls around the corner, only to be greeted by a sign over the drive-through window that reads "Wallgreens 24-hour pharmeceutical pick-up window".]
[PM] Son of a... [He slaps his forehead.]
TmPM
Green Light for vacation stuff!
Sarcophagus!
#2735
/dumps relish on STG
Date: 03/18/2003
From: Dr_Lang
There is only one wacky races cup, and its MINE, and nobody else is layin' their grubby paws on it, ever!
Well......until Schmoe n' Wurwolf say its time to defend it, then I'll just win the flipin' race again. I hope their lawyers sue the pants off of you. :-)
======================================================
In fact, I keep the Forrester Cup on my bookcase here in my office......(notices thats its missing)...............
Kurt.......Eva......Where's the Forrester Cup at?
Kurt: Oh, that. We had company over for a soup fest while you were gone. We had more people than expected, and the only thing around here big enough to fix enough soup was the Forrester Cup.
DL: You.........used.............the Cup............to fix soup?!?!?!
Kurt: Well, look at it this way, the newspapers say that the soup cultists HQs were blown up along with a couple of other peoples HQs, so this whole soup fad should die down now.
The article is on the front of last weeks paper, next to the article about how poor wurwolf had reply 2700 stolen from her, and how some guy tried to steal reply 1716 from someone else. I tell ya' we're living in a dangerous neighborhood, I don't care if we are 13 stories underground.
DL: Thats all great! Now I have to wash the cup again. Iam going to have to get one of those trophy cases with the locking glass doors while I am thinking about it.
----------------------------
DL - who can't thing of a decent way to end this silly reply, so I'll just leave it there.
Current Forester Cup Champoin - except no imitations!
#2736
YOU are the champoin, my friend!
Date: 03/18/2003
From: wurwolf
We gotta have another Wacky Races sometime soon. I'll talk to Schmoe about it and we'll figure something out. Promise!
Poor STG, you're really getting dumped on, dude (although not without warrant). If it helps, I still really like Squecky and Aflac. :o) //rose //martini //candy bar
wurwolf
Bonhead #3
fs!!
[Philippines][Pirate]
#2737
<Tork goes to a doctor>
Date: 03/18/2003
From: Tork_110
Tork: ..Isn't that weird? I've just been so horny lately. It's so not like me.
Doctor: I would believe that, if you stopped staring at my legs.
Tork: Sorry.
Doctor: I believe you are suffering from the side-effects of the medicine you're taking right now.
Tork: Oh no!
Doctor: You are suffering from something called, "Tork Syndrome."
Tork: Oh, why did it have to be me!?!
Doctor: There will be times where you'll be normal, but all of a sudden become really aroused.
Tork: What can I do?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
<Tork leaves the Doctor's office. Lita6969 is waiting for him.>
Lita6969: Tork! How did it go?
Tork: I'm on even more pills.
Lita6969: Awwww, poor Torky! Is there anything I can do for you?
Tork: Not really. Is there anything I can do for you?
Lita6969: Wellllll, I would really like it if later on you would...(whisper whisper whisper.)
Tork: Umm, that sounds weird.
Lita6969: It is not.
Tork: It's just something I've never heard of.
Lita6969: Lots of people do it.
Tork: I've just never seen it.
Lita6969: Just give it a chance.
Tork: Ok. In fact, I'll do it right now.
Lita6969: (squeals in delight)
<Tork walks over to a table that Lita6969's drink was sitting on. He takes her drink, puts it on the ground, and knocks it over.>
Tork: Ok, I kicked your Pepsi. ...What are you frowning at?
Tork_110
should not be allowed to make replies after this one
#2738
And green light
Date: 03/18/2003
From: Tork_110
Nuveena would be ashamed of me.
#2739
I apologize, yet again...
Date: 03/18/2003
From: ServoTheGreat
First of all, I'd like to apologize for all the obscenities that have been appearing in my replies as of late. This over the top, raunchy, stupidity has offended several of you, and is just frankly not funny. Sorry, PM, I made you crap your pants. How about this, let's just end the reply where PM says, "This is worse than when those cows trashed my car!" Before PM crapped his pants, and we'll say he didn't. And PM wasn't running away in fear... mostly. He was just getting some distance, so he could use one of his sattelites in space to drop that new MOAB bomb on the hillbilly... cool. So, anyway, sorry about that PM. It was uncalled for. Or just veto the whole thing. I won't mind at all.
Anyway, as far as that other obscene reply, involving those aliens, I'm sorry. It was just too... too... Well, it was just too... ya know. Anyway, I'm sorry I subjected you all to that garbage. Especially since your replies are full of witty, good jokes, and I don't feel like I'm holding up my end of the bargain by just giving you that kind of filthy crap.
And as far as this whole Alien Arc thing goes, I'm going to apologize for it too. It is without a doubt, the stupidiest, most offensive, most unoriginal, and unfunniest story arc ever. And you people deserve better. I'm going to wrap it up as soon as possible.
I'd also like to apologize to my character of STG. Though doing shameful, idiotic deeds, isn't going against the norm for him, this was a little too much. I'm going to try to tweek the character in the future. So he won't be just a disrupter of story lines. He'd still be a jerk who still messes up stuff, but he won't ruin stories for everyone. If you would let me rejoin the other characters of the story, I promise that I would pay the uptmost repsect and detail to characters personalities and current storylines, and do my best not to mess it up, while still contributing.
Oh, and I apologize to Wurwolf and Lang about that whole Wacky Race thing...
I'm thinking after all this alien crap, I'll try that story the PM gave me, and I never used. The one about fusing to a fish to get revenge on you. It'll be me with a fish duct taped to my stomach, and I go around ranting about my new fish powers, and getting revenge, all while dragging a hose with me, and spraying the fish so it doesn't die. Huh, huh? I think it'll be funny... kinda. If you wanna do it, I'll wait till you're done with the whole 'Crashing at Wurwolf's place' thing.
Anyway, sorry... again...
ServoTheGreat
And let's start counting 'til the next time I mess up... 1... 2... 3...
And I'll probably wrap up that alien thing tomorrow, I got a lot of work to do right now.
Why do I feel like Mistyboy?...
#2740
Don't beat yourself up over it, STG.
Date: 03/19/2003
From: PharaohMobius
[OOC]
Like I said, as far as I'm concerned your reply stands as is, excepting the pooping the pants line. And as for the other stuff, like I said don't beat yourself up over it. We've all posted stuff we'd just as soon take back from time to time. So long as you learn from your experience and take the tastes of the other participants into consideration, you should be okay. That doesn't mean you can't write the sorts of replies that you want to. It just means you have to consider who you're writing for.
And this isn't something we're singling you out for. We all have to keep that in mind (and some of us are better at it than others of us). I, for example, would probably write a lot more science-fictiony stuff, and the jokes would end up being kind of dry and intellectual a lot of the time. But since that kind of stuff doesn't appeal to everyone, I limit how much of that I put in. It's a skill you have to develop, so don't panic that you don't have it down as well as we do yet. Just keep working at it and soon you won't even have to think much about doing it.
Anyway, now to make this into at least a modicum of an rp reply...
[IC]
[PM pulls his roadster into a space in a huge parking lot. He makes his way up toward a nicely-landscaped plaza, complete with a fountain. As he rounds the fountains, he sees a series of gates, each with a ticket booth and a turnstile in it. Over the gates is a huge sign that reads "WELCOME TO SIX FLAGS OVER LITALAND".]
[PM] Oh wow, it's been forever since I've been here. Maybe a day of fun in the sun will help me to relax.
[He gets into one of the rapidly-growing lines and waits to pay his way in. He waits for awhile, and the line moves a bit. Ten minutes later, and he's still only a little more than halfway to the ticket booth. He starts looking at the other people in line, hoping to strike up a conversation. In short order, his eyes rest upon a pair of good-looking young women who are waiting in the line adjacent to him. He smiles at them, and they smile back. He waves, and they wave back, smiling even wider. He notices one of them whispering something to her friend, and they giggle softly. Sucking in his gut, he leans over to make his move.]
[PM, suavely] So... are you ladies ready to have a good time today?
[Girl 1 snickers] Nice hat!
[Girl 2, to Girl 1] What a geek! [They laugh.]
[PM turns red as some of the other people in line laugh at his being shut down. He slouches and tries to be inconspicuous. Suddenly, a young kid behind him tugs on his pant leg.]
[PM turns around.] And what do you want?
[Kid] I like your hat, mister.
[PM brightens.] Do you? Thanks, kid!
[Kid] Yeah! When I grow up I wanna be a circus clown just like you!
[Everyone laughs harder at this exchange. Furious, PM takes off his hat, wads it up, and stuffs it in his pocket. Fortunately for him, it's his turn to buy a ticket.]
[Ticket Clerk] How many, sir?
[PM] Just one, thanks.
[Ticket Clerk] Very good, sir. That'll be $39.95.
[PM, irritably] No, you misunderstood me. I said *one*.
[Ticket Clerk, just as irritably.] I understood you perfectly, SIR. $39.95, PLEASE.
[PM pays for the ticket, muttering obcenities to himself the whole while, and enters the park.]
TmPM
Green Light for Six Flags replies!
Sarcophagus!
#2741
Tork, I'm just horrified.
Date: 03/20/2003
From: Carmelita9000
............................................................
I just can't believe a nice guy like you would write something like that! I just don't know what to say!
You know darn well that the soft-drink of choice among Litas is Diet Coke. Kicking her Pepsi, indeed!
Lita
Queen Bitch
President of the I Hate Riddler Club
Vice Prez of the Draco Malfoy Fan Club
Vice Prez of the I Hate Dawn Club
Vice Prez of the I Hate Spekkio Club
#2742
I knew that.
Date: 03/20/2003
From: Tork_110
It's just that the only drinks outside the doctor's office was from a Pepsi vending machine, and Lita6969 really needed a drink,
Yeah, that's it.
#2743
I, for one, am shocked!
Date: 03/20/2003
From: wurwolf
Torrrrrk, I didn't know it was possible for you to sound hornier than you usually do, but now I see that anything is possible. You little horndog, you.
Back to the rp....
wurwolf: Well, I guess you can all hang out at our place, but you can't have any of our food. And you have a week to find a new hide-out and then you're out.
Tork: Oh no, I think we'll be staying as long as we want. *And* we want you to make our dinners and do the shopping.
wurwolf: Listen, you robot freak, I'm not going to put up with this much longer.
Tork: Whatever.
Schmoe: Okay, since you're all staying with us, I guess we'll have to get keys made. Babe, you better go do that.
wurwolf: What the f*ck! Why do I have to do it?!
Schmoe: Because you're the one who was so hell-bent on this little caper. I would've been happy to stay home and catch up on my Tivoes and make the sweet sweet love.
6969: What was that about keeping it in our pants?
Schmoe: Never mind. Everyone, follow us.
<Everyone piles in Spidey, except for Schmoe & wulfie, who hop into the turbo black Badzt mobile. They all pull up outside of a super cool apartment building.>
Mickey: You live in an apartment? We're all supposed to fit in an apartment?
wurwolf: This wasn't my idea, bitch. Talk to your robot friend over there.
Lita: Where will Spidey go?
Schmoe: There's a kind of a backyard. He'd fit there.
Lita: <turns to Spidey> Sorry, there's no room for you anywhere else. Hopefully it won't rain.
<Everyone except Spidey heads up the stairs and walks into Schmoe & wulfie's apartment. It's a tight fit!>
Lita: I don't know if there's room enough for all of the Litas....
6969: There's room for Torky and me in the bedroom! Come on, Torky!
Mickey: I'm hungry. Do you have any soup?
wurwolf: No. There's a grocery store on the corner, knock yourself out.
Mickey: Didn't Tork say you were supposed to do the shopping?
Tork: <walking out of the bedroom with 6969> Yes, I did. By the way, wurwolf, your bed is only a full size. 6969 and I need at least a queen.
wurwolf: Drop dead.
Mickey: Okay then, I need some soup. Lots of it. At least two of each flavor.
wurwolf: F*cking hell. Fine. Anyone need anything else?
<All GROPErs put their heads together and come up with a lengthy list.>
wurwolf: What the hell, there's so much sh*t here I need to go to BJ's! You know, how the f*ck did this happen? I'm supposed to be pulling off super cool capers and kicking much ass, not running to the store for Lita's shampoo. This totally sucks!
Schmoe: Don't forget my beef jerky, hon. And the car's low on gas, you might as well fill up while you're out.
wurwolf: F*CKER! HMMPH!
<wulfie stomps out, leaving everyone else to break out the chips and dip and watch the latest ep of Survivor that Schmoe Tivoed.>
wurwolf
Bonhead #3
fs!!
[Philippines][Pirate]
#2744
STG: RUN! RUUUN!! RUUUUUNNN!!!
Date: 03/22/2003
From: ServoTheGreat
(STG scrambles to and from across town, screaming about aliens, and relish mines. Most people ignore him, and walk away)
STG: (Runs up to an old lady, and yells into her ear) RUN! ALIENS! THEY WANT TO PUT US IN THEIR RELISH MINES!
Old Lady: Gah!
STG: (Screams at some lady) Lady, get outta her! Aliens are comin'! They're gonna put us into-- (Cut off as the lady sprays him in the face with mace.) AAAAAA!! My eyes!
(STG staggers around a bit, screaming incoherently, and clutching his eyes)
STG: (Still wiping his eyes) Look, whoever you are, get out of here! Aliens are coming! ALIENS ARE COMING! (Can't see that he's talking to a mail box)
(As STG continues to ramble on to the mail box, above in the sky the alien ships come out of cloak mode. The surprised people below panic, and begin screaming and running away)
STG: (Still talking to the mail box) Well, don't just stand there! Everyone else is running! Why aren't you? You got a broken leg, or sumthin'! Well? Come on you load! Are you giving me the cold shoulder, or sumthin'! (His eyes clear up, and he realizes he's been talking to a mail box) Oh, you're a mail box... Oops... Heh heh...
(Several of the ships land in the street, and little aliens pour out of them holding laser rifles. The rifles shoot out lasers that freeze people in their places. As they begin freezing everyone in sight, STG comes up with a plan!)
STG: So, it's relish they want! Well, it's relish they'll get! (Runs to the supermarket, and returns with a bottle of relish) STOP!
(For some reason, all the aliens stop and listen to him)
Alien: Hey, it's that guy we probed! (All the aliens snicker)
STG: Shut up, you perverted weirdos! Look, you don't need to enslave us, cause you can just as easily buy relish at our Earthly supermarkets! (Hold the bottle of relish in the air)
Alien: Could it be? (Grabs it from STG. Chugs some of it, and swishes it around his mouth, then swallows it down. He turns around to the other aliens, hold the bottle in the air, and yells...) IT'S RELISH! (All the aliens cheer) To that building! (All the aliens charge in, grab as much relish as they can carry, and run back into their ships. They all take off in unison, and are never seen again)
STG: Whelp, Servo 'ole boy... (Leans against a frozen person) You saved the world. Yup, I'd say this is worthy of admission into GROPE.
(At that moment a white van pulls up behind Servo, and three people emerge. It's those wacky, machette weilding people, that claimed to be Servo's family.)
STG: Yes?
Old Man: Come on home, Red.
STG: Red?
Old Woman: He doesn't seem to remember.
Old Man: Why, we're your parents!
STG: No you aren't.
Young Man: Dammit! This isn't working! (Yanks off his face... or it would seem like that, 'til you realize it's a mask. The 'mother' and 'father' do the same. They also take off their costumes too. They turn out to be three scientists!)
Scientist #1: Look, Mr. Blahstone, we're not your family, but you should come with us anyway.
STG: Uh, why?
Scientist #2: Because, your name is Red Blahstone, and you are an escapee of the Bill's Discount Funny Farm.
STG: I am?
Scientist #3: Yup, you are.
STG: Well, wait, why aren't you people locked up there? You people have been walking around for God knows how long, pretending to be a non-existence family!
Scientist #1: Well, we thought it would be easier to capture you if we came in disguise as a loving family figure.
STG: Why would loving family figures be walking around with machettes?
Scientist #3: So we could take you down when the time came! (Hits STG over the head with a machette)
Some Unfrozen Bystander: Oh my God! He hit him with a machette!
Scientist #3: Oh, calm down. These are foam machettes. They won't hurt anyone.
STG: ...
Scientist #2: Now please come with us.
STG: Um, no.
Scientist #1: He's no cooperating. Get the real machettes!
STG: Eep!
(At that moment, another van pulls up from behind. And out of it come heavily armored guards, pointing futuristic weapons at STG)
Guard: Give yourself up, Pharaoh Mobius, and return to The Fortress! Otherwise, we'll open fire!
STG: Um... (Before he can respond, another van pulls up, and out come some comes Lita 8714)
Lita8714: Mr. Great, you have yet to pay my bills for various repair jobs.
STG: Uh, yeah, the check's in the mail... heh heh...
(Then a mob of bikers pulls up! It's Crud and Lita1108!(That's the right one, right?))
Crud: (poins at STG) There's the bastard! We found out yousa was spittin' in our drinks!
Another Biker: Kill 'im!
(Then another car pulls up! Out comes a lawyer!)
Lawyer: Hello, Mr Great. I'm here to present you with a supeona(sp?) from a Mr. Gardener, and a Mrs. Lita374. The former for a broken Nintendo, and the latter for an inadiquitally paid taxi bill.
STG: Er... um...
(More and more vehicles pull up, filled with all kinds of people who have beef with Servo!)
STG: (thinking) Better think quick, Servo 'ole boy... (Now speaking) Look! More aliens!
(Everyone turns around)
STG: (Muttering) Dumbasses, and they wanna put me in the luny bin! (Begins to run away)
Crud: (Sees STG escaping in the corner of his eye) He's gettin' away! After 'im!
(The gigantic mob follows STG through the alleyways of the city, they seem to be gaining on him, until...)
???: Hey, buddy! Over here! Jump under this table!
(STG, after running around a corner, dives under the table. The entire mob runs past, and into the distance)
STG: Whew... But who saved me?
Fish: It was me!
STG: Huh? (Sees that this is a fish stand, and sees the talking fish, sitting in a pile of chipped ice) Hey, you're that fish I ditched with Rex and Squecky. They didn't say they brought you here. (Infact, I don't remember what happened to the fish! I remember Rex came up with an excuse, but it was probably a lie. Here's the truth...)
Fish: Rex? That bastard! He sold me here so he could get some bill polish money!
STG: Hmm... That sucks.
Fish: Yeah, well how about you get me outta here? It's a tough life here! Nothing to eat but ice, and nothing to drink or breath but melted ice! And on top of all that, it's pretty cold.
STG: I don't know. I haven't had much luck with talking animals...
Fish: Well... I'll be a really good friend!
STG: I gotta better idea! I fuse me to you, like a planned a while ago. Then, with our fish/human powers we'll get revenge on my plehhy friends, and that angry mob! (The 'Get Revenge On My Friends' song plays in the background)
Fish: Uh... Yeah... Why not... (thinking) Totally bonkers...
STG: It's a done deal! You! Fishmongerer! I want this trout!
Fish: Salmon.
STG: Salmon!
Fish Guy: That'll be eight bucks.
STG: (Double-take) Whu! Eight bucks! (Muttering in a low tone) Goh dahm, peesh a shet fesh guy... (Talking normally) Here's you eight bucks.
Fish Guy: Thank you.
STG: (muttering) Geh bent...
Fish Guy: Excuse me?
STG: Nothing!
(STG gets the fish in a plastic supermarket bag. He goes to the ransacked supermarket, and then gets a bottle of water, and fills up the bag with it.)
STG: And now! Revenge!
Fish: Yeah, revenge, sure...
ServoTheGreat
Red Blahstone
There, it's confirmed! My character really is crazy!
#2745
Oh, annnnnnddd.....
Date: 03/22/2003
From: ServoTheGreat
GREEN LIGHT! nmt
#2746
Lita: Isn't this great?
Date: 03/23/2003
From: Tork_110
Lita: Rimmi, Mickey, and some of my clones are looking for a new HQ, wurwolf and Schmoe are taking care of a mess that Pooduck made, and we found some champagne, candles, and a U2 cd. *sigh*
EM: Yup, this sure is romantic. So, some?
Lita: Mike!
EM: What?
Lita: You're ruining the mood.
EM: Well, you just need more booze.
<Lita takes another sip. EM drinks some more himself. Finally...>
Lita: Evil Mike... *wink*
EM: Yes? *grin*
???: Other me, Kitty wants a drink of water.
Lita: 2780! What are you doing up?!
2780: I just told you, silly.
Lita: EM, I'm going to put 2780 to sleep.
EM: DAMMIT!
<Lita already had her hands over 2780's ears. EM decides to drink something more heavy.>
EM: (slurred) @#$ $#@^%# #@$! Stupid clones! I should be with Lita, fMMMMPH!
<Later...>
Lita: Sorry, EM. 2780 wanted a story. I had to find a comic that was ok for her...THE HELL?!
<Lita notices that EM isn't where he was. Where he is is against the wall. He is stuck there, trying to break free of something that's holding him there.>
Lita: EM, what happened? Did Spidey do this?
<Lita turns on the light, and sees that it isn't spider webs that hold EM there, but...>
Lita: Duct tape??
<Lita notices that someone else is in the room.>
Lita: TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORK!!!!!!
Tork: (who is holding a roll of duct tape in his hand) What makes you think I did it?!
Tork_110
Green light
#2747
quick Bboard question
Date: 03/23/2003
From: Dr_Lang
Does anyone have information on how the Duh' is archiving the posts that are still replyable?
The reason I ask is that I just happned to notice that some of the posts in this part of the Bboard have not been touched since this same day last year. A few years ago once a post has gone one year without a reply it would disappear, as I recall.
Unless someone knows otherwise, should there be an effort made to reply to the current posts that have gone, say, over 6 or 8 months without a reply? I don't think this would be as intensive a process as previous 'save the posts' movements from the pre-archive days. But if someone knows that these other posts are safe from deletion, I don't want to waste time either.
DL
Current Forrester Cup Champion, who turned a year older yesterday. :-/
PS- STG, no apology was necessary for me, I was just trying to have fun with you. Just to show there are no hard feelings, come on by sometime and we'll have some relish sandwiches or something. :-)
#2748
quick Bboard answer
Date: 03/23/2003
From: Carmelita9000
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>> Does anyone have information on how the Duh' is archiving the posts that are still replyable?
Ok, actually I have no idea. I think the general feeling is that they'll eventually archive them like they archived all those other posts. But this is the Duh, and they do hate all their users, so it's also possible that they'll just delete them. In fact, shortly after they put up that note about building a new bboard system, I got scared and emailed them asking if they were planning to delete posts, mentioning that a lot of people like to browse the archives and we'd be sad if that history went away. And because I'm a Duh BBoard member, I am also hated by the Duh, and thus not worthy of a response. So I don't know what the Duh is gonna do with our old stuff. I hope they just archive them. I haven't heard of any resurrections of the Post Preservation Society, but then, I don't hang out on the front pages of the Duh as much as I used to.
As for this particular post (I know you didn't ask about it, but I'm answering anyway), I hope they're not planning to delete it with other old posts. But if they do, not all will be lost. Tork's been archiving the whole darn thing. Yay!
Also, happy birthday! [Lita gives Dr. Lang a lemon cake that she baked]
I didn't know how many candles to put on it, so I just stuck one great big vanilla scented candle in the middle.
Lita
Queen Bitch
President of the I Hate Riddler Club
Vice Prez of the Draco Malfoy Fan Club
Vice Prez of the I Hate Dawn Club
Vice Prez of the I Hate Spekkio Club
mmm... lemon cake...
#2749
Ahhh, you're too sweet Lita
Date: 03/24/2003
From: Dr_Lang
Lemon really is my favorite kind of pie, perfect choice and most delicious, thank you! Oh, and one big vanilla candle is quite fine.
There is plenty to go around, so anyone else feel free to help themsevles. I also have some leftover OKS and Capt. Morgan's spiced and coconut rum, if anyone is game.
DL
#2750
I'm game for sure, Dr. Lang!
Date: 03/24/2003
From: wurwolf
Any time alcohol is involved I am SO game! But what's an OKS?
And happy birthday!!! Whoohoo!!!!!
wurwolf
Bonhead #3
fs!!
[Philippines][Pirate]
#2751
Silly,Wolf...
Date: 03/24/2003
From: ServoTheGreat
OKS means Old Kentucky Shark brand liqiour!
Yup.
#2752
New York, New York
Date: 03/24/2003
From: MickeyTheGardener
(Mickey runs into the apartment and slams the door behind him)
Schmoe: Ack! Don't *do* that!
Mickey: An angry mob is chasing me with pitchforks!
wurwolf: Wild guess. Perhaps it's because of that "Yankees Suck" shirt you're wearing?
Mickey: (evil grin) I must admit it does look smashing on me.
Landlord: (Pounds on the door) Hey, Dumbschmuck and wurwhore! I've been hearing crazy rumahs that you be keeping tennants! Any ideas why that might be?
Schmoe: Er, I have no idea at all.
Mickey: Me neither!
Schmoe: Quiet you.
Landlord: Who's that?
wurwolf: The tv.
Evil Mike: I'M GOING TO KILL YOU DORKY TORK!!!!
wurwolf: Heh heh....oh that Regis. Heh.
Landlord: Regis don't sound like that.
Schmoe: He's doing impressions.
wurwolf: He's very talented.
Landlord: OK, I'm going. But I'll be back latah wit my fists and eviction notice! (Leaves)
Mickey: Good riddance. He's no fun! Hey, who wants to play Monopoly!!
Schmoe: Don't!!! That's my Star Wars Collector's edition!
Manute: Manute wants to be thimble!
wurwolf: Where'd he come from?
Manute: Manute just let himself in. Hey, there's no thimble. Ouch! Manute need to remember to duck down to avoid ceiling fan.
wurwolf: That's it!!! Everybody! Listen the f*ck up! If you're going to stay here, we need to lay down some ground rules.
Tork: (Walks in the room holding wurwolf's panties) Hey! Check out what I found!
wurwolf: Ack! Give me those! (Grabs them) Stay out of my drawers!
Schmoe: Yeah! I'm the only one allowed in her drawers.
*rimshot*
Ted: Ugh. TMI!
Schmoe: Who are you?
Ted: I'm Ted. I used to work at Enron. Hey, what's going on here anyway?
wurwolf: Quiet! You're not helping!
Ted: OK, geez...I just got here already I'm being yelled at.
wurwolf: OK, rule #1. You all need to be quiet.
Mickey: (With a bullhorn) How's this?
wurwolf: (rolls her eyes) Rule #2. Stay out of our stuff!
Schmoe: Especially my comics. Get to the part about my comics.
wurwolf: Heh....shutup! Rule #3: Clean up after Pooduck, I can't stress that enough!
Pooduck: Barquack!
Schmoe: Awwww! Honey, it knows it's being addressed!
Lita: wurwolf, don't worry. We're looking for a new hq. Just relax.
Mickey: Why do we need a new place? I like it here! (rips up the couch) I swear I've seen these things work for other people.
Rimmi: Mickey, I don't think it's a sofa.
wurwolf: (Screams and goes into the bedroom and slams the door)
Mickey: What got into her?
Mickey T. Gardener
Bboard Nice Guy
President of the I Hate Dawn Club
President of the John Lee Supertaster Fan Club
Post Narc x4
Missed Touch of Satan *again* Aaaargh!
Green Light
#2753
Let's sing!
Date: 03/27/2003
From: ServoTheGreat
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o/' Mistyboy's an idiot! o/'
o/' What ryhmes with idiot? o/'
o/' Mistboy's an idiot! o/'
o/' Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! o/'
I never get tired of that song!
This SPAM was brought to you by a generous donation from the Servo The Great Foundation.
ServoTheGreat
Oh, and my last reply is green lighted. Can't remember if I wrote that, and I'm too lazy to check.
#2754
Tork: I have to say it.
Date: 03/28/2003
From: Tork_110
Tork: Thanks EM, for not killing me.
EM: Meh, I understand.
Tork: You do?
EM: You have a crush on Lita. Now don't deny it! I see the way you look at her knees, and it's clear you like her.
Tork: Well...
EM: And I know how hard it's been for you since Nuveena broke up with you. You cared for her so much, yet you can't be with her.
<Tork looks sad and nods his head.>
EM: Now Lita is a special gal. She's smart, funny, and knows a lot about ethics. I can see why you would be so jealous. So I'm not going to lay a hand on you for the whole duct taping me to the wall thing.
Tork: Wow, thanks EM.
<*Ding dong*>
EM: You're welcome. Now, could you go get the door for me?
Tork: Sure!
<Tork answers the door.>
Shine Your Love Chick: I've heard from an anonymous source that a Mr. 110 has been taking...DRUGS!!
Tork: Yes, but I take it for...
SYLC: There he is!! Get him, Angels!!
Tork: GAH!!!
<Tork runs for his life.>
EM: Heh heh!
Next up: Lita sums up the rp again. Thanks!
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