...that I have no right to make, seeing as how I haven't been here in many months, and seeing as how I'm not here much when I am.
I hereby declare myself to be against signatures that are more than one line long. It has made the posts, for someone of little intelligence such as myself, hard to read, and furthermore esthetically displeasing. One should be succint with ones points. What I mean to say, is that if you have a quote, great, they're usually very interesting to read, and try to figure out, but you can do it fewer lines. In other words, you can be direct, make your point, and then not have to restate it in different ways. Also,less is more.
I am dismayed to find I agree with the Witchking. 15 smilies, a hectare of signatures, and 3 words may float with Tini Winki and the gang over at the Tella Buddies web site, but Foul and I deserve all the intelligence you can muster.
Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time
Y, Y, I wasn't referring to you specifically. In fact, I already commented to the worst offenders. Ironically enough, they call themselves COMMunicators.
More aptly it should be MAST.... you get the idea.
Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time
I suspect Weasel is hiding from me after attempting to encourage Minerva to snub me yesterday. He may also still have some of by bootprints on his head that haven't yet healed.
The rest are jeaolous that she finally sent over the pics
Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time
Originally posted by Waverly:
<STRONG>I suspect Weasel is hiding from me after attempting to encourage Minerva to snub me yesterday. He may also still have some of by bootprints on his head that haven't yet healed.
The rest are jeaolous that she finally sent over the pics </STRONG>
I suspect Weasel was at the airport seeing Minerva off on her trip.
As for Witchqueen/Foulpuffinchaser's remarks..Check my. Signature
"Vile and evil, yes. But, That's Weasel" From BS's book, MD 20/20: Fine Wines of Rocky Flop.
Aha, there is the source of my consternation. Why have you sicked these yapping puppies on me? Call off your twinkie-boy male harem and fight like as much of man as you are able. It is time for you once again feel my ire!
Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time