Longest Thread Ever

[babe]

I know nothing of the problem or the solution. I like that static Irishman though. Anybody who can answer this question is going to have at least two interested pupils.

I'll try to keep that question on the current page for when somebody makes a mistake and clicks on this thread. . . . . just in case somebody who knows might see it. . . .

 

[babe]

Not to mention all the extracurricular distractions today..

OK, well, one of the things that our little band of posters was distracted by was the Biffed, FAKE rep thread. You're still not up to 50???

 

[babe]

Now I am on the top line of Page Three in the postcount department, #61.

 

[babe]

I am still optimistic, being a standard optimist. . . .

OPTIMIST, n. A proponent of the doctrine that black is white.
A pessimist applied to God for relief.
"Ah, you wish me to restore your hope and cheerfulness," said God.
"No," replied the petitioner, "I wish you to create something that would justify them."
"The world is all created," said God, "but you have overlooked something—the mortality of the optimist."

https://www.gutenberg.org/files/972/972-h/972-h.htm#link2H_4_0017

 

[Dr. Jones]

OK, well, one of the things that our little band of posters was distracted by was the Biffed, FAKE rep thread. You're still not up to 50???

Yeah... for a moment I guess I thought 25, 000 came after 24, 499.

 

[Bronco70]

Leaves are fallin' all around, time I was on my way
Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay
but now it's time for me to go, the autumn moon lights my way
for now I smell the rain, and with it, pain
and it's headed my way

 

[babe]

Yeah... for a moment I guess I thought 25, 000 came after 24, 499.

I was wondering more like if you had "50" for a few minutes only to get hacked with some serious neg reps. . . . .

So it's what, two more days to 25,000?

 

[babe]

Leaves are fallin' all around, time I was on my way
Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay
but now it's time for me to go, the autumn moon lights my way
for now I smell the rain, and with it, pain
and it's headed my way

This is the third poem like this you've planted in this fertile soil. I actually like them. more like prose maybe than rap chanting rhyme, but good.

 

[Stifle Tower]

Good night,
Sleep tight,
Don't let the neg rep bite!

 

[Dr. Jones]

I was wondering more like if you had "50" for a few minutes only to get hacked with some serious neg reps. . . . .

So it's what, two more days to 25,000?

No idea, babe.. tis wut it is.

 

[babe]

Well, folks. . . . The old Cowhide has hit home. . .. on page three in the post count. . . . .

I'm #60.

 

[babe]

No idea, babe.. tis wut it is.

well it's been three or four days since you crossed 24000, stretching the lead out farther each day. But I agree, sometimes we have to just accept wut is.