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"Goatboy... KNow now, that it is all... your... fault."

I awoke today to note I had some 292 posts after 455 days of service on these forums. I was content to remain a newbie for a while longer.

But you... YOU made me post more, and now I know that when I log in tomorrow, and the post count has updated, I will no longer be a newbie.


Isn't it ironic that it was your attempt to display your dislike of my postings here that forced me to become a regular on these forums?

I think i see irony there...

IB

Insane Bartender wrote:
> Small Frog wrote:
> LOL - thread title mistake.
>
> I'm laughing at you right now. Ha ha ha.
>
> INDEED - I HELD ONTO THE CAPS LOCK BUTTON FOR A THIRD OF A SECOND
> INSTEAD OF A QUARTER OF A SECOND!!!
>
> OH THE HILARITY, OH THE MIRTH!!!!!
>
> BRING FORTH THE WINE, THIS MAN DESERVES A TOAST!!!!


No, really, it is quite funny the fact that everyone's laughing at you.

Turbonutter wrote:
> You will never be a regular on these forums.

awwwwww, i hope not =)

Oh alright then, but no charging my card like last time.

Goatboy wrote:
> Insane Bartender wrote:
> SEND ME AN E-MAIL BIG BOY
>
> --
>
> Not if I have to pay £2.99 for full-access I'm not, I've fallen
> for that before.

at least give the free trial period a whirl..

Small Frog wrote:
> LOL - thread title mistake.
>
> I'm laughing at you right now. Ha ha ha.

INDEED - I HELD ONTO THE CAPS LOCK BUTTON FOR A THIRD OF A SECOND INSTEAD OF A QUARTER OF A SECOND!!!

OH THE HILARITY, OH THE MIRTH!!!!!

BRING FORTH THE WINE, THIS MAN DESERVES A TOAST!!!!

You will never be a regular on these forums.

Insane Bartender wrote:
> SEND ME AN E-MAIL BIG BOY

--

Not if I have to pay £2.99 for full-access I'm not, I've fallen for that before.

LOL - thread title mistake.

I'm laughing at you right now. Ha ha ha.

SEND ME AN E-MAIL BIG BOY

I unclog my nose towards you, sons of a window-dresser, so, you think you could out-clever us French fellows with your silly knees-bent running about advancing behaviour.
(blows a raspberry)
I wave my private parts at your aunties, you brightly-coloured, mealy-templed, cranberry-smelling, electric donkey-bottom biters.