Olórin the Wise
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Should we stop posting, do you think?
Don't you remember Smitty? Poor Smitty... *shakes head sadly*
Oh. Dear. That's awful. *lol* I'm sitting up in my room, trying with all my might not to make noise laughing . . .
No, it was your ban button...
And it is too! *presses it* see?
Derny: I'm not banned...
Lieke: *tries to log on* Oh, great! I leave for awhile because of my arm, and when I get back I'm banned! Well, Specter will be getting an email about this from me, I can guarantee that...
Ah, come on! It's just point-and-shoot, right?
*points & presses*
*BLAM*
*looks at smoking hole in chest* Well how was I supposed to know it was pointing the wrong way! The durn thing's round, for heaven's sake!
The fact is, only moderators are able to control it.
I think it's time to go to bed... our posts are getting pointless...
You see, I have 2 stages of being tired. When I'm only moderately tired, I go totally insane (like last night). When I'm really tired, I turn into a zombie. I can barely even think.
I think I'm about halfway between crazy and zombie right now.
Okay. Last post.
MF said:i thought mods were above that game.
MF said:(i really need to forum-search "diamond heels" *rofl*
But they will! You don't know how coldhearted they can be...
They'll use the TEACUPS on you!
It's that teacup ride they always have at amusement parks... they'll put you in one of those, and make you go around and around and around forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever until you get sick.
Pay him no mind, MF. As long as you're antagonizing him, I doubt the mods will object to anything you do.
What the heck is going on here? I don't understand why the Can has not been mentioned in the past two pages. 'Tis shameful.
Lava... the Can was happy being worshipped in his secret, safe-from-abby temple. Since there was nobody to defend him against, we turned to other matters. Perfectly reasonable, right?