A nod from the Professor on behalf of Acidman. Do the server hold, or is it as compromised as a New Orleans levee? We shall see.
Posted by Velociman at October 16, 2005 1:06 PMDunno about you, but I'm going to have callouses on my knees from praying that I'll be arguing with him at 3:00 a.m. in Helen next October.
Posted by: Omnibus Driver at October 16, 2005 1:37 PMI'm just praying that he's actually going, that he's not yanking our collective chain. It's physically painful, watching someone you like kill themselves slowly, like he's been doing...
And hey - if it took the threat of a Chef Boyardee suppository to get him to rehab, then God Bless canned foods, and Velociman...
Posted by: kelley at October 16, 2005 1:58 PMI don't know what convinced him...not sure that I care at this point, so long as he follows through. I will admit that, were it *I* in his shoes, the Dinty Moore enema would have convinced me. My own poop chute clenched in protest.
Posted by: Chablis at October 16, 2005 2:07 PMI dunno...I'd maybe let you work a cheese stick up there, if you promise to not eat it in front of me after.
Cans are so sharpish. Perhaps a bumply jar of some sort.
And I've seen children's suckers that spin and vibrate when a button is pushed...okay, that settles it.
I wish to be violated by Princess Arielle. Tigger looks too, well, springy. And sharpish, to boot.
Don't everybody rush up here at once...
Posted by: Bane at October 16, 2005 2:14 PMMmmm. Cheese sticks.
Posted by: og at October 16, 2005 2:15 PM... it's good news, indeed...
Posted by: Eric at October 16, 2005 5:18 PM...good to hear. Now, we wait, yes?
Posted by: Moogie at October 16, 2005 6:04 PMNo...now we do the sprocket dance...
Posted by: Bane at October 17, 2005 2:48 AMNo... now we invoke the spirit of Monty Python.
"..and there was much rejoicing...yay..."
And there is.