Probably not going to see a lot of assists going on there. I'm still down for an S2 poker party. If the chat during the game is anything like on this board, should be n entertaining night . . . and imagine the attempted bluffs in that game jsut between papag and Nate . . . "all in" every other hand with a stare down to follow.
Listen, you are a weirdo but that's part of what makes you so damn entertaining. Nate is not afraid to meet you. I'm sure if the 3 of us met up for beers the signature would be soon removed. Actually hold on... Nate, will you please remove or change your signature? Papa G, if I can get Nate to remove his signature will you agree to let me buy you a beer?
Are you guys really that blind? The signature has been gone for an hour or two. Seriously, I have to question the attention to detail of the people who post on this forum....
Shouldn't papag buy Sly the beer if he convinces Nate? It's papag's panties are in a wad about the signature, so it only seems right.
I'm a man of principle. Posters baiting other posters is fine with me, but mods doing so seems to diminish the entire forum. Plus, since we're talking about history, the day NateBishop3 was elected a mod I said he'd be terrible at it. It would be like making me a mod and expecting some sense of decorum. Anyhow, it's over and done with, as far as I'm concerned. Back to the usual game of grins and giggles.
By your definition, what is a good mod? I haven't banned anyone, I haven't suspended anyone, and I've only edited or deleted personal attacks. Sounds like the job to me.... but who knows
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I just drove a railroad spike through my scrotum, and it was more fun than reading this stupid thread. Go Blazers
I look at your avatar, and I get the chorus of a Janet Jackson song stuck in my head. It's hella annoying.
I somehow envision this: [video=youtube;utN9s_zGCms]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=utN9s_zGCms[/video]
