Yu-Huang came to the party and got diarrhea all over the magazine caddy. I was going to fuck*ng read those, man! But then he said "oh, I didn't know I wasn't supposed to unload my #3 on the magazine thing" so I guess what, all's forgiven?
But other people were willing to clean it up and he promised not to do it again, so, you know, welcome to the party.
Say, did this happen perhaps in the same reality where Charlize Theron finally figures out the sensitive, caring person you really are deep, deep down, and gets excited about the messageboard you run to the point of spontaneous blowjobs?
For what I remember, Jough, you were being antagonistic, and a cock, to the point where someone at the Achey-chat even mentioned giving me a tiny can of Dr Pepper just for how well I was handling all the hazing. This to say: people were noticing, you see, as the events were unfolding. People might not always speak, but they do see what happens. The only small adjustment I would make to that person's remark would be changing "hazing" for "pointyheaded fuckwit bullying", since "hazing" bespeaks for some sort of worthy outcome in the end of the probational process which I cannot for the soul of me discern here. Whatever. The thread was closed (something I was cool with, since I had decided to let the whole thing die) and someone opened it again, which I think means you guys feel like talking, and stuff? So here it is. Jough? Remember that fine piece of civilized interaction when you said that Onstad had "left some on my face"? Guess what,
I didn't even had to build a message board for him...