The Mega-Post is Dead


LONG LIVE THE MEGA-POST!

You should be able to view it again, but Masako had to shut off the comments at…

3821.

She had to delete one spam comment to get it viewable again (link).

Please, let’s hear a big round of applause for all of you who posted in the Mega-Post and kept it alive for a year and four months. Please use this comment thread to post your fondest memories of the post with the most…

the Mega-Post.

8,143 thoughts on “The Mega-Post is Dead”

  1. Good lord! Did they ask him about burning cars and Lynx anti-perspirant? That should have been in his comfort zone. Or confused whales in the Thames: we’ve been doing a nice line in those of late.

  2. Scotland and Croydon are doing their best with confused whales and the recent smear that Croydon Tourist Office has a Closed sign, something like the Bush dynasty.

  3. And how is Wales doing with confused whales? Perhaps the signage at the mouths of the rivers ought to be multilingual?

  4. WordPress is clearly trying to get on Santa’s ‘Nice’ list. I’ve been trying extra hard this year. Been humming a lot to drown out the voices. And I’ve hidden all the bolt-cutters and gaffa tape, just to be sure.

  5. There is a chimney at my house, and I will rue the day when I invited Father Christmas, Santa Claus, The Christmas Goat, and the Hogfather over for cookies and milk, trying to bring about a cease-fire in their turf war.

  6. Happy Festivus . . . almost. I may not be around tomorrow, so I’m getting it in early. We’ve made it though another year – more impressively by some than others. But I’m glad we all did and here’s to another one.

  7. Yes, here’s to the best friends that one could hope to have on a mostly defunct satire site. Thanks for all the laughs and fish, and thanks to Moltz for keeping the lights on.

  8. And for getting Nxxx back in the loop: well done, Mr Moltz. I’d buy you a drink but I’m in Blighty. And tight. And not in that way.

  9. For 81 years I’ve been a good boy, no crimes, paid taxes, supported charities and been a good citizen, no wonder it’s been boredom end to end. I sent Santa a request for a blonde sexbot. Nowt! Intend to spend the little remaining time doing a Moriarty.

  10. Cousins, since you begin to experience 2019 before those of us on the left coast of the US, could you please let us know if it’s worth the upgrade?

    Thanks!

  11. Yes, you in the misty isles can surely recommend a beverage that will pair well with 2019 while washing away the scummy residue of 2018. Am I right?

    Meanwhile, I do have a few resolutions this time around (when I normally don’t). In 2019 I resolve to: deacidify the oceans, rebuild the glaciers, bring the trees back to Amazonia and Borneo, replace all coal-burning power plants with solar, wind, tidal, and nuclear fusion sources, introduce a new iPhone model that is the same size as my SE, replace all assault weapons and handguns with chocolate or licorice facsimiles, send Donald Trump on a mission to Mars, and have my rusty sexbot cleaned and lubed. I think that’s enough for one year. If I don’t succeed in completing these tasks, I will make excuses worthy of a Pulitzer Prize.

  12. I believe there has been some success streaming mildew and slime mold over the internet, but only via Alexa or Amazon Echo. Once hackers crack the security on Apple hardware options, everyone will get a chance to try it.

  13. I hope the arctic air isn’t adversely affecting our cousins. Though if it were, I imagine it would be easier to handle than Brexit.

    BTW, things are “normal” here in NorCal.

  14. I sincerely hope *that* isn’t a euphemism, Nxxx.

    It was a bit chilly chez Gravesend over the weekend – snow! – but the thermal vents from burning mattresses trapped by swirling mists of Lynx aftershave soon melted all that ridiculousness. We’re back to gum-pocked pavements and grey again now. Phew . . .

  15. Ace,

    I had to move out of SV. Couldn’t afford to buy anything, and the house we were renting was drive-us-crazy small. So I now work remotely a few days a week, and commute to SV via train and possibly the longest commute in the US. If I didn’t take the train, I would be homicidal. Which, if it happened, I suppose you would finally see my picture on the telly.

  16. Nxxx: Murder by icicle presents problems when dusting for fingerprints.

    BroMu: Snow here too. Enough to impede an ant.

    Steve G.: If you do snap, how will we know it’s you? Perhaps a red carnation in your lapel?

  17. Steve, I head the expression ‘Go Postal’ a few years ago. Presumably this means you could actually *post* yourself to your destination, instead of commuting? So why don’t you ‘Go Postal’, then we’d avoid all that Falling Down carnage and your identity would remain shrouded in the usual levels of CARS mystery?

  18. Placing my person into the post would be more cost effective. And there is a large Amazon distribution facility nearby; I suppose I could place myself into the Amazon flow, provided that I don’t experience an accident like that fellow on the South Park episode.

  19. I think you just said them, Ace? I’m struggling to think about how we can top that, looking back on the form-guide of this post?

  20. Thank our lucky stars it is not a competition, although we all would likely receive ribbons for participation.

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