....when I tired to enslave the people of Freedom 12. They defeated me by ignoring me. That hurts! I had a brilliant plan too. I was going to take over their communications and play the same song over and over until they acquiesced and surrendered to my evil plans. The song was...
They actually made that song their anthem! Horrible creatures.
I killed everyone that posted video's of cats playing an being cute. And while that might be considered evil by some folks, far tooo many others thought it a public service.
Damn you, you kids! Get off my lawn or I'm callin' tha cops!
... my clatch could just buy sleek, mass produced, death rays online from China, rather than put up with my cobbled-together-from-household-utensils death rays.
"...not having to believe in a thing to be interested in it and not having to explain a thing to appreciate the wonder of it."
...Lex finally started to grow his hair back, but I can't stand that ahole and snuck some nair into his shampoo. The hissy fit he threw pissed everyone off.
Damn you, you kids! Get off my lawn or I'm callin' tha cops!
Rockhopper Lad: The Rookery Holiday party is in progress! Pop by!
Ann Hebistand: I am so going to attend! Thanks, Rocky!
Nightcrawler: Updated us to version 8.0 of the software. Everything resets to the default settings. I'll be restoring things back to normal as I have time.
Nightcrawler: Sorry. Didn't realize the solution I had for the old PHP would screw up the new board.
Nightcrawler: Our server got moved by our host, so any images that were uploaded today will need to be reuploaded and replaced. Sorry. I think I fixed it now.