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Witty comment.
Rhetorical question.
Rhetorical question.
Answer.
Chief Technical Officer
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Grappige grap die in het Nederlands wordt verteld.Statement by poster who does not know what he is talking about and who has relied on a third hand mistranslation that this quote clearly disproves the Belgian Mayonnaise conspiracy theory, and that posters should get back to talking about Bella Sara.
Lyrical quote declaring the innate horsiness of horses, of course... of course...
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Chief Technical Officer
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Lyrical quote declaring the innate horsiness of horses, of course... of course...Grappige grap die in het Nederlands wordt verteld.Statement by poster who does not know what he is talking about and who has relied on a third hand mistranslation that this quote clearly disproves the Belgian Mayonnaise conspiracy theory, and that posters should get back to talking about Bella Sara.
And followup non-lyrical non-quote declaring the innate horsiness of Sarah Jessica Parker.
And followup non-lyrical non-quote declaring the innate horsiness of Sarah Jessica Parker.Lyrical quote declaring the innate horsiness of horses, of course... of course...Grappige grap die in het Nederlands wordt verteld.Statement by poster who does not know what he is talking about and who has relied on a third hand mistranslation that this quote clearly disproves the Belgian Mayonnaise conspiracy theory, and that posters should get back to talking about Bella Sara.
I'll have you know, sir, that my buddy Matty is angry, angry I say, at your offensive portrayal of the lovely Miss Parker. In fact, I think he's in discussions right now to produce a Broadway play about a hapless "customer service" guy in the Pacific Northwest. You will rue the day, sir.
Political impersonation.
String of tired puns on the names of Bush admin inner circle.
Bella Sara Charter Superscriber
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I'll have you know, sir, that my buddy Matty is angry, angry I say, at your offensive portrayal of the lovely Miss Parker. In fact, I think he's in discussions right now to produce a Broadway play about a hapless "customer service" guy in the Pacific Northwest. You will rue the day, sir.
Angry tirade that requires scrolling through three pages of text, skirting the code of conduct to such a degree that the Postmonster's finger lingers over the "terminate user's account" button for several heart-pounding seconds, in which the poster is berated for daring to post in this thread without following the proper protocol which requires, among other things, that all posts be made in the third person and not the first person. Post includes insinuations that poster smells like a day-old fish taco, uses the word Fail as a verb, noun, adjective, adverb and preposition, but also manages to accuse the poster of failing to understand the English language and common grammar.
Edit: Add in a winky face in an attempt to prevent the "terminate user's account" button from being pushed, which, surprisingly, is effective because the Postmonster has a soft spot for that particular emoticon (it having saved his life from a mountain lion many years ago).
Flinging poo
Rehash of the past 52 pages.
Reaction.Acidic reply that the question was rhetorical and didn't need an answer.Base statement to acidic reply.
Salt in the wound.
Grappige grap die in het Nederlands wordt verteld.
Glimlag oor die gaaf grappie, omdat dit byna die selde in Afrikaans is.
Rehash of the past 52 pages.
Petulant claim.
Off-topic discussion.
Post linking to random game-related motivational posters.
Anecdote involving urination off of tall buildings.
Discussion of atmospheric conditions in varying geographic locations.
First look on Ross's Paizo Tag (by me, at least)
Discussion of atmospheric conditions in varying geographic locations.
facetious inanity masquerading as learned homily.