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.
Ants?
Plenty of protein then.
I’m glad I’m short I can still go trick or treating!!!! I may take some creations with me. People always comment on how good the costumes are.. eve thought they aren’t wearing any.
Please don’t let the creations eat my children. My wife is rather fond of them.
So are Del’s critters.
The younger one is rather small; only an appetizer, really. The older one is skinny; not much of a meal.
(I have used my semicolon quota for the day.)
The critters were good an almost no one got eaten!
I think Halloween was a success.
From the: “Steve keeps forgetting to post this pile:”
Professor Frink on The Simpsons has come up with a sex/kill-bot (“Make sure switch is in correct position”).
(The bloody post screen won’t let me include the link; it doesn’t even barf-post it.) It’s episode 22/1, about 13 seconds in. Sadly, pausing it takes you to an ad screen.
Nudge.
Stronger nudge.
Nudge, nudge, nudge.
It’s no good, the bloody thing’s stuck.
They better be careful or else Apple will sue them. Apple has the patent on Sex/Kill-bots with their sexy robotic ninja assassins.
“Make sure switch is in correct position.â€
At my age, either position can be deadly. I frequently have to use the “off” button on the remote.
Is that just one long euphemism, Ace?
If it helps, mine is on standby most of the time.
It’s a tad optimistic.
So I’m sitting at the bar at TailO’ the Cock in Palo Alto, surfing the web on my iPad and feeling sorry for myself when this hot blond sidles up to me and says “ooh, that’s so cool!” I figured I had it made but up came Tim Cook and he whispered in her ear. She said “I’ve got to go…security update.” That’s when I knew she was just another sexbot.
“Just another sexbot.”
Well, in my part of the world, they are still a rarity. And the ones we run into aren’t blond, except those Troy Donahue types. My favorite is the Emma Peel model, but I never seem to be able to catch its attentiion as it’s always chatting up the college professors,
Emma Peel?
You are remarkably well educated, Ace.
Or Purdey.
Or . . . both?
Oh my.
Now I’ve got to nip off for a ‘security update’.
Important safety note: Do not flip the switch from “sex” to “kill” during operation. Serious injury or death may result.
But flipping the switch from “kill” to “sex” during operation may yield some interesting results. Sadly, no one has survived. They are rather efficient killbots.
Apparently the ‘sex’ and ‘kill’ settings are the same.
But what a way to go.
Might depend on which function finishes first.
Well . . . mine, I presume.
As normal.
I’ve never really found out what happens next. What with the snoring and all.
Adopts the Bluebottle voice and says, “You’re not going to kill me are you?” Eccles says “Well someone’s got to jump, so it might as well be you.”
“You rotten swines, you have deaded me.” Picks up shattered cardboard kneecaps and photograph of broken legs and exits left.
Bravo!
Encore!
Play it again, Sam.
Puts pedant’s hat on and says, “He only said ‘Play it, Sam.” he never said again.”
Yes, but *I* said “play it again, Sam.” And I was talking to Sam, not Nxxx.
So what was Sam doing that you wanted again?
And so soon…
He was playing Russian roulette, and I wasn’t happy with the previous three “rounds.” He kept insisting that I “take a shot” but I told him that, no, he needed the practice for the big Russian roulette tournament coming up.
As it turns out, he won’t be going to the tournament. Too bad — I really think he had a shot at winning.
Hallelujah! Praise be to Mr. Moltz!
In the immortal words of Megatron: “I still function!”
Happiness is a funk-shunning Giga-Post.
Ace,
Just don’t piss off George Clinton, he’ll sue you.
Surely you mean a shunk-funning Giga-Post, Ac but what is one of those?
We should storm Parliament and demand the immediate release of Dr. Funkenstein.
It’s in Chocolate City, I believe.
Oh yeah.
We should really Do That Stuff.
BroMu,
How come all the fourteen photos of those wanted by the fuzz for the nine grand demonstration and riot all resembled you?
Just noticed a strange similarity with me in a mirror. Maybe I’m the wrong way round?
Actually, I was the rozer with the riot-stick.
How did The Specials never deliver that line?
And I can’t see myself in a mirror. Is that a bad thing? I’ve always wondered.
Just in case, I’m not inviting you into my house. Nothing personal.
Actually, I’m standing behind you now.
As you brush your luxuriant hair.
That sensation you feel is my dog licking you. Don’t worry, she doesn’t bite. She’s just friendly.
You guys are getting creepier by the minute.
Not like Del, who is just scary. That is when she’s plying her craft, which she isn’t, I think. Unless she’s lurking, which would be creepy in its own way.
Okay, I’m outta here!
BroMu,
Don’t blow the whistle on me and the bloke in the wheelchair.
Despite it being raised from the dead, it is a deceased parrot.
No, I’ve just been resting.
I was tired and puffed out after a long walk.
Right guys, parachutes on, another jump coming up.
Go go go go go go….
Well go on then…
Hah – I just got a ‘you are posting comments too quickly, slow down’ screen for that last one.
Such is my *awesome* touch typing, clearly.
Someone give the post a little nudge…
Or a kick.
Oh for pity’s sake, I’ll go myself, shall I? Someone tie the post to my belt.
There. That’s better.
Brother Mugga: In times past. the act of “stacking” posts. such as you have just performed, was a punishable offense. You may want to wach your back, possibly by pirouetting like a dog chasing its tail.
Ace,
BroMu won’t understand unless you use BritSpell. It’s a ‘c’ not an ‘s’.
We use ‘s’ for verbs and ‘c’ for nouns but i dunno y.