BobBob
Senior Member
If nobody else is going to ask, I will: what happened with the forum over the last couple of days? The withdrawal was... excruciating. I have... no words... it was just... Please don't do this again?!
I had to substitute UT with Spacing and SSC, but it was never the same.
Also, the random opening of the mod forum last night was an unforgettable forum moment .
Also, the random opening of the mod forum last night was an unforgettable forum moment .
I had to substitute UT with Spacing and SSC, but it was never the same.
Also, the random opening of the mod forum last night was an unforgettable forum moment .
I first realized something serious was up when I saw your post in the admin section. I was like "what's up with that"? I logged myself out and came back and went wtf! I tried to close it down but I was constantly being denied access. It took an hour before I could do anything.
Uh yeah.
About that.
Is it wrong that I may have read a few juicy and scandalous posts that I soon realized were meant for mods only? Are there certain members that are now going to leave in a huff?
Mr. Wiggin:
...I see. Well, of course, this is just the sort of blinkered philistine pig-ignorance I've come to expect from you non-creative garbage. You sit there on your loathsome spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss for the struggling artist. You excrement, you whining hypocritical toadies with your colour TV sets and your Tony Jacklin golf clubs and your bleeding masonic secret handshakes. You wouldn't let me join, would you, you blackballing bastards. Well I wouldn't become a Freemason now if you went down on your lousy stinking knees and begged me.
Client 2:
We're sorry you feel that way, but we did want a block of flats, nice though the abattoir is.
Mr. Wiggin:
Oh sod the abattoir, that's not important.
(He dashes forward and kneels in front of them)
But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a mason. Masonry opens doors. I'd be very quiet, I was a bit on edge just now but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.
Client 1:
(politely) Thank you.
Mr. Wiggin:
...I've got a second-hand apron.
Client 2:
Thank you.
(Mr. Wiggin hurries to the door but stops...)
Mr. Wiggin:
I nearly got in at Hendon.
Client 1:
Thank you.
(Mr. Wiggin exits. Mr Tid rises.)