3,000th + post

[taysteewonderbunny]

Tee hee! Yays. Thanks be to Rev and OMG for giving me a new addiction! It's all your fault! And I'm dragging as many others down with me as I can! Mua ha ha ha haha!

[Rev.Reverence]

WOOO!

[Msterbeau]

Congrats. I'm slowly approaching Spam Master status.

[taysteewonderbunny]

Congrats. I'm slowly approaching Spam Master status.

Oh, I could never outdo the likes of you, Miss Turbo.

[Msterbeau]

Oh, I could never outdo the likes of you, Miss Turbo.

And I think neither Phee nor Brenda will ever be topped.

[TheGimp]

yay for tasty

[taysteewonderbunny]

And I think neither Phee nor Brenda will ever be topped.

Yes, them's the likes.

[taysteewonderbunny]

This just in: my car gets 18144 furlongs to the hogshead. Yay! Oh, and ScaryGuy says, "hi!" to everyone on DGN. It may be hours or days before he logs in again.

[n0Mad]

This just in: my car gets 18144 furlongs to the hogshead. Yay!

Well played.

Recently I realized that a can of soda has 12 ounces, and there are 12 cans in a case, making 144 ounces. That's gross.

I didn't measure my achievement by a specific post count, but rather I realized I was an official DGN post whore when I surpassed FarrIL in postings. That was a momentous occasion. But now that she's all but vanished, it's not too hard to do.

[prick]

Wow someone has less of a life then me. Just kidding, congrads sweety!

[Slogo]

i'll do it when I have 3000 things to say

[Reaper]

Damn, everyone has more posts than me, and I have been on the board about 8 years heh. Guess I see where my priorities lie lol.

[TitsMcGee]

I'll be there soon I think

[taysteewonderbunny]

I'll be there soon I think

Hurry up then! You only have 25 to go, looks like.

This just in: "The price of cheese is down."

[Head Wreck]

oh dear theyve all overtaken me or are in the process off

[jynxxxedangel]

oh dear theyve all overtaken me or are in the process off

Nobody will overtake you, except for ME. It's my job.

*stabs the staff of a rebel flag into Wreckie's perfectly-round (and I do mean perfect), fishbelly-white left butt cheek*

YAYYYYYY TWB!!!! Welcome to my world. Misery loves company.

[torn asunder]

Hurry up then! You only have 25 to go, looks like.

This just in: "The price of cheese is down."

MOUSEBENDER:

Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmond Street just now, skimming through Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish.

WENSLEYDALE:

Peckish, sir?

MOUSEBENDER:

Esurient.

WENSLEYDALE:

Eh?

MOUSEBENDER:

(In a broad Yorkshire accent) Eee I were all hungry, like.

WENSLEYDALE:

Ah, hungry.

MOUSEBENDER:

In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, 'a little fermented curd will do the trick'. So I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles.

WENSLEYDALE:

Come again?

MOUSEBENDER:

I want to buy some cheese.