JazzManJim
On the Downbeat
- Joined
- Sep 12, 2001
- Posts
- 27,360
It all started with a bragadocious posting about what may or may not have been a tryst between two Lit members.
Then a spoof thread started. Then another. Then another.
Like fireflies in the night, these threads started appearing. People were doing other people. People were doing themselves. People were doing inanimate objects. People were doings LOTS of people all at once! People were asking us to think of the children and stop doing people.
Like balloons, the post totals of these threads rose into the night sky. Comedy, irony, insults, wonder - all these and more were in attendance. And above it all Mad Laurel danced her crazy feline dance of joy. Peopost posted more threads. They posted and cross posted and quote posted and Post Toastie posted.
There was flirting, sexing up, video tape, the temporary re-emergence of the Three Foot Cock Zone, recrimination, a brief discussion of Long Pork, prehensile penises, all sorts of doings in all sorts of positions.
To hell with the fight threads and the insult threads and the all-time threads and the name threads and the list threads.
Years from now we'll all tell our grandchildren that tonight was the night the General Board went straight to hell. I'm proud to have been there.
Then a spoof thread started. Then another. Then another.
Like fireflies in the night, these threads started appearing. People were doing other people. People were doing themselves. People were doing inanimate objects. People were doings LOTS of people all at once! People were asking us to think of the children and stop doing people.
Like balloons, the post totals of these threads rose into the night sky. Comedy, irony, insults, wonder - all these and more were in attendance. And above it all Mad Laurel danced her crazy feline dance of joy. Peopost posted more threads. They posted and cross posted and quote posted and Post Toastie posted.
There was flirting, sexing up, video tape, the temporary re-emergence of the Three Foot Cock Zone, recrimination, a brief discussion of Long Pork, prehensile penises, all sorts of doings in all sorts of positions.
To hell with the fight threads and the insult threads and the all-time threads and the name threads and the list threads.
Years from now we'll all tell our grandchildren that tonight was the night the General Board went straight to hell. I'm proud to have been there.