Happy birthday

[jeep caillouet]

Rachael, And a big happy birthday to you.

[Richard]

Happy Birthday Rachel! Been a fan since M.

[Butterfly Man]

Happy Birthday to you ... Happy Birthday to you...

It bothers me that I even have nasty potential.

I know what you mean, dickhead ... I know what you mean...

[Rachel Peters]

aw shucks

Thanks, and GEeeeeeeeeeeeez, Richard!! Why you gotta dig that up?! You're just ASking for someone to come crawling out of the shadows!

I spent my b-day chalking some feet away from a Tragically Hip concert.

thanks.

[Richard]

I've no doubt you can handle anything that would come crawling out. Still I'll get rid of it before anyone sees it.

[Rachel Peters]

aw, I was just kidding... put it back! put it back!

[Butterfly Man]

more like 183% piss and no vinegar

Don't bother to click your heels, Dorothy ... this ain't Kansas anymore ...

[Rachel Peters]

I blame my coffee intake for all that piss.

You're losing me, Butterman.
Am I getting slow or are you getting senile?

[Richard]

What the birthday girl wants… It really was a great post! And she disappeared soon after.

Alpha?
Yes. ...sigh. I suppose I should stop using self-depricating humour, because apparently I'm just no good at it. (Please don't respond to that. It was a funny, funny joke and your explanation of why you don't get it is only going to be anti-climactic. ...oh, nevermind. There seems to be a bit of a sarchasm* between you and I.)

Seriously Magrat, I'm not exactly sure why you're trying to follow my every post with an [attempted] insult, but listen -- I'm kind of smart, and kind of jaded, with a quickly crumbling romantic world view. One biproduct of this combination is a nice, "ask me if I care" glaze that's now firmly cast over my eyes, like a bad cataract.
I'm sure you're a nice girl. I want to be friendly.
But please know that I have very little energy, and these days I am absolutely overflowing with both piss and vinigar (20% piss, 163% vinigar).
I could tear into you in any number of ways, in response to these posts -- a capability I'm not exactly proud to posess. Forums can bring out some nasty stuff in people, but that's not who I want to be. It bothers me that I even have nasty potential.
I don't think you realize the restraint I'm using.
If not for your well being, then for my own --
Please. Don't test me.

Don't take this as a challenge. It's a sincere request.

*Sarchasm: sar-cha-zim. noun. 1. the gap that lies between the person making the joke and the person not getting it.

[jeep caillouet]

M

What the hell's M?

[Rachel Peters]

It's a mystery. You'll never know now that he edited it.

"M" for "Mystery".

(If your pnet memory doesn't go back as far as 3 years, then it doesn't matter much.)

[jeep caillouet]

Weedtiemers

As I've said before,I have weedtimiers so I really don't remember much pass this morning much less 3 years. Hummmm... If I was a myster and hored my self out would I work in a mystery?