Good work, thanks.

Fate worse than death, that.

Admit it, you felt a stirring in your loins.

That's just the whisk he's got down his pants.

 

Randy pan that he is.

It's his 'charm enhancer'.

I thought that was the rohypnol.

They work together. Like two-part epoxy, only not as good at mending broken china.

Or wooden balls.

I'd like to nominate EP for the Split Wood award for teh internal referential referencing. But it's 2009.

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Your fingers are too fat for the keyboard. To order a Typing Wand mash the keyboard with your fist.

S = 5 = 101 = lol

Your knowledge and blatent disregard for discretion concerning the alphabet, numbers, binary and acronyms disturbs me.

Dagnabbit, you got me all excited. I saw the new post and was almost certain that Kenny had started the voting.

At the risk of getting you excited again...

 

It really doesn't take much to get you all excited does it?! :Y

I live in a state of almost constant excitation. I fear for my poor heart.

Wouldn't your heightened state of excitedness eventually seem like the norm? Then something hugely exciting would be required to get you all hepped up again... to top the already excited state you'd normally be used to.

 

Letssee, what could possibly tip you over the edge of mediocre excitedness into the world of uber-excitedness?

 

Julian Clary concert tickets?

I've learned to conquer excitation normalisation through breathing exercises. It's steady-state pretty-damn-excitedness.

Julian Clary likes boys like you.

Maybe that's where Fred Hoyle went wrong - he thought he was describing the universe, when he was really studying your excited-ness state.

 

Prat.