Shoo, shoo ! to your quiet invisible doom. Make place for the winner of this thread !
See ? I'm still winning !
Muwahahaha ! Ho, the sweet taste of victory...
And... still winning !
Now I know how Conan felt when he heard the wailing of his widows' enemies !
By Crom, I stand victorious !
I love the sound of stunned silence around here, while the shocked audience contemplates my fabulous victory !
I gaze unto this blasted landscape of victoriousness, and I relish my splendid and dominant isolation !
Here, on a rock singed by the mighty energies of a battle long spent, it is etched: HE WON !
In thin air above the pedestal, an unearthly hand draws in fiery red letters: I still win, you young upstart !
I will. I'll slip snugly under the sheets while knowing I've won another victory.
huzzah!
huzzzzah!
huzzzzzah!
huzzzzzzah!
Huzzzzzahrrrr!!!
Snap out of it ! Or don't... I still win !
Who doesn't?
Go ! I will stay and reign on this thread, victorious once more !
I bet it was you, Quiche, that sent that blizzard my way.
Kyros...drugs are bad, mmmkay?
Well, there goes your eligibility. You now have less winningness than Lance Armstrong.
Words. Only the WIN counts.
And the WIN is mine, mine !
I had nothing to do with this blizzard. In fact, my Cadre of Evil Hipster Djinni (TM) much prefer sandstorms.
We jokingly sub-cultural vaguely eastern-flavored tongue-in-cheeked gnomes have standards, you know !
I win. The end.
Indeed. It ends there for you. You see: I won !
No, no, my hair-challenged f(r)iend. I declared the end of the thread one post ago, thus I have won and any further posts are just an epilogue to my grand quest. You may reminisce about the great journey this has been, but there is no other point in declaring your victory any longer.
Kyros, have you been in my brownies again?
Dang it! Get outta my kitchen! *throws pans at Kyros*