You know, a lotta ins, a lotta outs, a lotta what-have-yous. And, uh, a lotta strands to keep in my head, man. Lotta strands in old Banza's head. Fortunately, I'm adhering to a pretty strict, uh, drug regimen to keep my mind, you know, uh, limber.
I just read through this thread and I have to tell you that you all sound like a bunch of old ninnies bickering in the common area of your old folks' home. I don't this like this--I don't like that...these kids today...no respect...
Now, take your time and figure out exactly how you want to thank me for pointing this out to you.
Wow, NG, I'm sorry you and your family have had to go through all this. Life is very hard sometimes. It's awesome that you have stuck with your son and continue to believe in him. I wish the best for him and for you.
Just taking my turn to say a huge Thanks! To Astro for these reports (and for the comments from the other regular camp attendees). You can't get reporting like this anywhere else. Priceless!
Gugny looks like a homeless Udo Dirkschneider with a puple frightwig. But the chicks dig him because he dresses in bright bold colors and walks like George Jefferson.
I like this one a lot.
*Disclaimer: I did not actually win the Last Post Wins thread. /dev/null is the true winner. Check the thread out in archives and you'll see--his post is last.
Looks all other tweets to me, a bunch of nonsense fragments with some extra non-letter symbols added in. Looks like a diagram of the thought process of a lunatic.
It's the american dream: hope something bad happens to in a way that you can cash in on it. I've tried for years to goad my bosses into taking a swing at me. That hasn't worked, so now I'm working it the other way--if I play my cards right, hopefully somebody here will touch my junk.