Reviving the Board

[Marcus]

Idiotic charade? It's banter, Marcus. It's okay. Nothing bad is going to happen. Really!


What does this word salad mean?

I think it means Marcus and Binger agree on something.

Bite your tongue. Not a chance. As long as you allow binger to quote your personal attack on me in his sigline, not a chance.

I find it deeply ironic that bingers sigline isn't allowed inthe upper forums because it is an attack on me, and yet YOU wrote that attack on me, which is still illegally in terrestrial. It is the irony of mods who break their own rules. Yea for you.

[malkie]

One of my main claims to fame is that I tracked ceeboo down, and almost went to meet him, about 10-12 years ago.

Oh, wait, I just remembered that another such claim is that I very, very nearly sent him an object that would have been an almost perfect weapon for bashing in someone's skull.

Oh, wait a little more: ceebs is one of the few people in this world who have read my patriarchal blessing.

Man, I just can't wait to see what other ceeboo connections pop into my old brain from who-knows-where.
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I can feel the board reviving even as I type!

[Bret Ripley]

BR in the house! - Hope all is well with you and yours.

Very well, thanks! And I hope you can say the same.

You know, I thought about you a couple of weeks ago while locking up for the night. I didn't think of you because you're the sort of person that makes me want to lock the doors, but while switching the claymore mine above the backdoor into "night mode" I was greeted by this curiosity:





Apologies for the poor quality -- I took these through the less-than-spectacularly-clean backdoor window while cowering safely inside. Fortunately, it hadn't yet pupated into its marine form or things could've gotten messy.

As a longtime online friend of ceeboo, I testify that all of this is true 'cept when it ain't.

Thanks for sharing your testimony (except for the small letters at the end).

Oh, that's OK. It was probably all lies anyway.

[Bret Ripley]

One of my main claims to fame is that I tracked ceeboo down, and almost went to meet him, about 10-12 years ago.

Oh, wait, I just remembered that another such claim is that I very, very nearly sent him an object that would have been an almost perfect weapon for bashing in someone's skull.

Oh, wait a little more: ceebs is one of the few people in this world who have read my patriarchal blessing.

Man, I just can't wait to see what other ceeboo connections pop into my old brain from who-knows-where.

You've got me beat. If I recall correctly I once won a bet against ceeboo and as a direct result somehow ended up buying hot dogs for the youth baseball team he coached. Smooth? I'm thankful he didn't have a used car for sale.

I can feel the board reviving even as I type!

Me too, but if you don't knock it off you'll make this thread obsolete.

[malkie]

You've got me beat. If I recall correctly I once won a bet against ceeboo and as a direct result somehow ended up buying hot dogs for the youth baseball team he coached. Smooth? I'm thankful he didn't have a used car for sale.

I can feel the board reviving even as I type!

Me too, but if you don't knock it off you'll make this thread obsolete.

Au contraire, my dear Bret, I believe that we are bring the thread to its natural culmination

[ceeboo]

One of my main claims to fame is that I tracked ceeboo down, and almost went to meet him, about 10-12 years ago.

Man, time flies!

Oh, wait, I just remembered that another such claim is that I very, very nearly sent him an object that would have been an almost perfect weapon for bashing in someone's skull.

Oh, wait a little more: ceebs is one of the few people in this world who have read my patriarchal blessing.

Man, I just can't wait to see what other ceeboo connections pop into my old brain from who-knows-where.
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Malkie, reading this mad me smile. I remember all of it. I think we were going to meet in Windsor Canada for lunch (after an art exhibit you were attending - I think that the art piece was the skull bashing object you speak of) but our schedules didn't allow it to happen.

I also remember you emailing me your patriarchal blessing from the LDS church. As someone who wasn't familiar with these, I was very appreciative that you were willing to shard yours with me. It was an interesting read, no doubt.

I can feel the board reviving even as I type!

Are you sure it isn't something you ate? Asparagus?

[ceeboo]

You know, I thought about you a couple of weeks ago while locking up for the night. I didn't think of you because you're the sort of person that makes me want to lock the doors, but while switching the claymore mine above the backdoor into "night mode" I was greeted by this curiosity:

Wow! A few years back, after a family party, I left a bag of garbage on my back deck next to my sliding glass door. That night, around 2am, my dogs were going bonkers so I got up and looked. I had three raccoons enjoying a snack (the garbage) - It was really odd that they were not afraid of my dogs and/or me - they just looked at me through the glass door and kept chowing.

Fortunately, it hadn't yet pupated into its marine form or things could've gotten messy.

Could you imagine?

[Moksha]

Sophocles,

Please see Dr. Scratch's Ph.D. dissertation:

viewtopic.php?f=4&t=102456

Apologists never realized that the power of the internet to cross-check their lies would eventually prove a major embarrassment.

[ceeboo]

Look closely at the nose in this picture. You can see it begin migrating to the top of it's head. Probably a future blowhole.

And this picture clearly shows the 4-legged creature submerging his head under water. Practicing for the ocean, I would imagine.

[malkie]

One of my main claims to fame is that I tracked ceeboo down, and almost went to meet him, about 10-12 years ago.

Man, time flies!

Oh, wait, I just remembered that another such claim is that I very, very nearly sent him an object that would have been an almost perfect weapon for bashing in someone's skull.

Oh, wait a little more: ceebs is one of the few people in this world who have read my patriarchal blessing.

Man, I just can't wait to see what other ceeboo connections pop into my old brain from who-knows-where.
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Malkie, reading this mad me smile. I remember all of it. I think we were going to meet in Windsor Canada for lunch (after an art exhibit you were attending - I think that the art piece was the skull bashing object you speak of) but our schedules didn't allow it to happen.

I also remember you emailing me your patriarchal blessing from the LDS church. As someone who wasn't familiar with these, I was very appreciative that you were willing to shard yours with me. It was an interesting read, no doubt.

I can feel the board reviving even as I type!

Are you sure it isn't something you ate? Asparagus?

Ahh, yesssss - I remember it well!

The object was a 15-20" inukshuk that was my entry in an employer-sponsored art exhibition in Detroit.

Too bad we didn't manage to meet - but I'm glad that you are back on DM.