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I have to run out and grab my son from school, hopefully I'll be back about later

[QUOTE=Fiberfar]I'm not a prisoner.... I'm a free man!!!!

oh wait... you were talking about followers [/QUOTE]

"Only the educated are free."
Epictetus, Discourses
Roman (Greek-born) slave & Stoic philosopher (55 AD - 135 AD)

[QUOTE=Yshania]Whether your loss was through recklessness or carelessness...I sense abstract remains exist...[/QUOTE]

I'll have you know it took me years of effort, many dollars, dedication and persistance in the sight of overwhelming odds, mass rejections, bribery, deciet, and the false pledges of still respecting them in the morning to lose it, and now you say it didn't take?


@Magrus....what you do with your groupies is between you and them, but I wouldn't hand out the L words liberally. Trust me, some people actually think you mean it when you say it

[QUOTE=Bloodstalker]So, let's get this straight, Magrus has followers? Lackey's? People who will blindly follow him along his path of inequity so long as they are promised large amounts of alcohol?

Damn, where were you people during my attempted takeovers of the board [/QUOTE]

Everyone is negotiable, and ultimately replaceable. So is life. Weasel accommodated your own precocioussness with a modesty that befitted his growing maturity.
I still love you!

[QUOTE=Magrus]They're loyal, obediant, perverted and drunkards. I love them. [/QUOTE]

Thanks, Mag, we try.

@Magrus....what you do with your groupies is between you and them, but I wouldn't hand out the L words liberally. Trust me, some people actually think you mean it when you say it

Psssht...they aren't female man!

*hides and covers my head*

[QUOTE=Yshania]Everyone is negotiable, and ultimately replaceable. So is life. Weasel accommodated your own precocioussness with a modesty that befitted his growing maturity.
I still love you! [/QUOTE]

I pondered this post for an extended time, confused as to whether it was insulting or simply meant to be comforting. Such is the curse of being in conrtol of such an easily confused mind as mine is.Besides, big words and all

Upon reading the last line, however, I decided who cares?

Big words tend to impress some women, so long as they are used correctly. If you spell them wrong, say them wrong, use them in the wrong context, or at the wrong time, your a pompous idjit and aren't getting any for at least a week. *nods*

New lesson for the day, Mag? "Don't pretend to be smart when you're dumb, because then you won't get laid very often."

That'll work. I sense a copy and paste feature coming on. I'm too groggy to think of something original today.

You should set up a link to this so people know where it came from, though.

Good call.

No problem. Always willing to help a fellow perverted drunkard in need.

It's a good quality to have, and much appreciated.

Hey, we all appreciate it when somebody drags us up the stairs and flings us into bed, especially when it's not your bed and you wake up the next day with some random hot girl naked next to you. Even if nothing happened, that's so fun. That doesn't happen to me often, but it's nice to have a "brotherhood" of drunkards who make sure you get home alright or give you a place to crash.

Oh yes, it's wonderful having a bud to help you out. You may have to put up with comments and jokes for weeks, but it goes the other way too.

Yeah, and I'd be pissed if my pals left me passed out on the floor covered in pizza boxes like a coffee table. You never leave a man behind (on the floor)!

Ha, we've done that before. The guy made a habit of getting so twisted he'd pass out where he stood, wet himself and not get up. We had a stern talking to him about his habits and informed him if he got THAT wasted again, he was a man down and on his own. He got pissed off when he woke up the next time that happened under the beer pong table in someone else's house and called us up whining. We were like "hey man, better for you to be pissed off than us to be pissed on".

When my pals get that wasted I just grab them and drag them to the nearest toilet and let them sleep on top of it with their arms wrapped around it like a baby bear on a tree.

We found out Scott will hurt himself if we do that unfortunately. He doesn't roll over in his sleep, he sort of half seizure's, bounces around and then finds a place to get comfy. We tossed him into the bathroom and heard him banging around into the toilet and cupboards. Woke up the next morning covered in bruises. The floor in an open space is the best place for him. It's why his bed is just a mattress on the ground. Less distance to bounce onto the floor.

Ha, just remembered, he spent a good amount of time growing up in Boulder too before moving out here to live and then start college. Small world seems like sometimes.