We’re off for the week so perhaps you can use this time to think about what you’re thankful for.
And it better be the right thing, dammit.
Because it’s not like this holiday is all about you, you know. And what you’re thankful for.
Sheesh.
Get over yourself already.
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I’ll bet you’re still thinking about what you’re thankful for, aren’t you.
That is so like you.
Always thinking of yourself. And what you’re thankful for.
Grateful bastard.
Well, screw you.
First?
Nope, you were second. I was first.
You are all first. I am THIRD!
And John Moltz/ John Gruber (same person), have a happy thanksgiving!
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and 4
iz thnkfl 4 peez
Sixth and I’m thankful for my sexbots
7 & 7
Ocho for all you Yankees…
I’m thankful for small mercenaries.
Soon my tiny army will conquer all and the World will be mine. MINE!
I’m thankful that some of the sites I frequent have writers with a work ethic who don’t take off an entire week every time they find something printed on the calendar.
I’m thankful I’ve finally gotten 10.5 up and running properly.
No, really.
Oh, and for my Pantsâ„¢ as well.
Twelfty! I’m thankful for my mastery of numbers.
For what am I thankful?
That, unlike John Moltz, I do do not resemble a gerbil (see back page of current Macworld magazine for evidence).
Secondly, the world is a delightful confection, to be savored in a state of near-oblivion.
Happy whatever it is John.
You are right, we are unworthy of your wit and wisdom.
We must learn to be content with only one Moltz per generation.
Hang on, Hitler, Mussolini and Stalin co-existed.
I am thankful that Moltz has not updated the staff photos to reflect the Entity’s new appearance. I mean, who wants to see Jennifer Fricking Connely? That girl next door face, those pert breast, that great ass, those pert breasts… I shudder to think of what such an image would do to you formidable amount of web traffic.
Did I mention perk breast?
Did someone say turkey breast?
Oh, perky breast.
Six of one, half dozen of the other.
Sixteen! Sweet!
JFC was Sweet Sixteen once. In 1986. When we made that movie. I was a bit of an Entity myself, back then.
“Put that baby’s spell on me!” Eeeyeah!
It’s all about the numbers here isn’t it?
Happy freakin’ Thanksgiving Mr. Moltz.
Oh and by the way, thanks & screw you too.
But nineteen is prime!
WooHoo! top twenty!
I’m thankful that you don’t slack off with ridiculous excuses and lame scenarios more often.
I’m thankful for apple rumors that really don’t come true. God bless you, one and all.
While I’m at it, I’m thankful that I’ve never been the first to respond to a CARS post. Gives me something to live for…
21.
Non-prime.
Sigh.
and dark meat. forgot to mention dark meat. very thankful for that
Well, lets see,… I’m thankful for Steve and Woz, coz MS would own the world and I’d still be typing commands on a black and green screen…Oh and for Algore, the inventor of the internet and savior of the world,…just kidding on that one, really…ˇ
I’m thankful that i am 24th. And for osX, so i don’t have to do windows. Hate doing windows… the ammonia makes me sneeze. Dead, rotting bodies reek with ammonia ya know.
I’m thankful for…
for…
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errr…
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Ok, is this compulsory? ‘cuz I had a lousy day, I feel like shit, my mornin’ laugh has been ruined by this rediculous excuse for a post and I’m still no friggin’ billionaire. So there’s nothin’ really I can feel even remotely grateful for.
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ah well, I guess I still can play with my iPhone… oh wait! I just remembered I don’t own one, since it’s not possible to get one in this friggin’ country and even if, it would be prohitively expensive.
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Happy f@#$%@$^ Thanksgiving to you too. I hope your turkey gets ruined and all that…
oh yes. 25 and 26. Which is as close as I ever got to top ten. Whoop de friggin’ doo…
hey, dont call me a bastard.
although that is the operative term.
i prefer ‘born the wrong side of the sheets’
thankful for OS X even though i live in ye olde merrie england and we dont have thanksgiving.
we have something called ‘christmas’ instead.
wibble… O_o
I’m thankful for you reminding me how unthankful I usually am so I guess I’m unthankfully thankful and I’m grateful for it dammit!!
I’m so *HAPPY* that I want to say *THANKS* for *GIVING* me the attitude to mouth off stupidly in public on a message board.
Remember that just because turkeys are foul creatures which are slaughtered en-mass this time of year, that doesn’t make them unwise. Heed their advice this week and GOBBLE GOBBLE!
Oh, did someone say that magic name again? You know the one I mean … oh baby, oh yeah, that feels so freakin good … WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE – GO AWAY! CLOSE THE DOOR!!
I’m thankful. Very thankful. Extremely thankful. Thankful until my frigging dogdamn shoe laces want to run and hide out of simple desperation to escape the dripping unwholesome gratitude.
I’m pretty happy about that, too.
Somebody bring some more firewood in, please.
Ewww… Gross…
There’s a puddle of gratitude over here.
Can someone get a mop or something?!?
My spleen was inconsolable until the candy arrived.
What!?! Is no one thankful for Jennifer Frickin’ Connelly?
Klayman (Grinch): way to curse the blue streak.
Oh, wait.
I tried emailing you. Now it’s purple.
Also, apparently your email address has turned invalid. As though your week isn’t already ruined.
I’s berry tank full four mines mommy and daddy, ands four mines com pooter, witch is a macendytosh and not a fucking windows machine.
(I say the darnest things, being that I’m just a cute little kid and all)
I am thankful newly-installed Leopard causes my G5 tower to lock up after waking from sleep. Soooo much better than Tiger’s problem of having to put it to sleep twice to get it to stay asleep. I guess I should have sung it a lullaby or had one playing on iTunes….Too late now…
I am thankful that John Moltz can make me laugh even if the world is falling apart and about to explode into a massive ball of flames. As long as I have my Mac and Nikon D3 and Jennifer Frickin’ Connoley – who’s on next season’s “Dancing with the Mac Stars” – I’m a happy camper.
I’m also thankful that the ruling democrats haven’t stopped the outsourcing that makes me a big fins in this small pond.
Did I mention that I’m thankful for perky breasts? It doesn’t matter whose. Well, I am.
I’m also thankful that somebody else is cooking. I mean, I hope somebody is cooking.
Thirty-seven.
Still five days before Saint John’s next post.
This is worse than kicking H.
Arrrrgghh!!!
What’s wrong with the web today? Every bleedin’ RSS is spitting out sugar induced coma missiles in form of oh-god-thank-you-i-am-so-happy-grateful-oh-the-world-is-a-wonderful-place posts.
What is it with you? Never said thank you during the entire year that you need to vent it all now? Or is it just an unexplained sadistic need to look oh-so-generous-and-look-how-I-say-thank-you-for-this-and-that-and-how-friggin-good-and-noble-I-am? It’s a friggin’ holiday, fercryinoutloud. Get over it. Back in the old days a bunch of inmigrants slaughtered another bunch of natives over a bit of land and some roasted turkey. BIG DEAL. It’s history. It’s done. Forget it. Move on. Get a live!
And stop flooding my feeds with Mary bleedin’ Poppins. PLEASE!
Ok. Done.
Thank you for your time
Klayman
… oh yes. !@#%@#%!@$%!@#$. There. This one should work, mate.
Cheers
Klay
… or not. whatever. Weeks not gettin’ any better anyway.
The numeral next to my post indicates I am LXXIIInd person to reply. Hoorah.
But possibly the first female.
Ha.
Hey is anyone else having Crowfurkey?
tehee, I’m sure there’s a few that will find this as funny as I do…
http://www.virtualroadside.com/blog/index.php/2007/11/11/inspired-by-xkcd-mbr-love-note/
übergeek, but totally worth it.
cheers
Klay
Happy Holidays!
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Still no injection by Moltz. I was going to say, “This is worse than Cold Turkey” but out of respect to what you will be eating for the next few days, I wont.
Please Moltz have pity, just a peep.
Peep.
Peep.
Two signs from Heaven that He is still with us.
Fall on your knees and rejoice.
Isn’t it necessary to joice first? And what do we have to joice about?
Good point Ace but Joyce wasn’t popular with us or you Cousins during WW ll.