Closure would be good. Truth would be better.  

  All I remember is baby Jesus flying across the sky.  

  Lecherous men with dessert porn.  

  That said, and maybe it's because I know all the participants ... but I find the format of listening to my friends speak to be incredibly boring.  

  New member access to the LoT is only permitted if said member makes every member before her lemon cake with chocolate frosting. Insert cake here... :GC points to mouth:  

  I would almost call it propaganda but since I didn't spell that right - I'll just say crap.  

  Bite me, fan boy.  

  They tell me I had a good time, I think.  

  I love Dave Matthews, chewy brownies, Roller Coaster Tycoon 2 and Judi Dench.

And penis. Gargantuan American penis.  

  I want to straddle it. NOW.  

  Dude, your request for details is really harshing my mellow.  

  I made really loud squeeeeeely noises then Thurston woke up and did massive head tilting. It was a great evening.  

  Really, there is nothing that creates a faster bond than watching your pee mingle with your neighbor as it heads for the drain.  

  So that's what the kids are calling it these days.  

  Now, here comes my point one more time. Here comes where I point out the stupidity you uttered and that I am objecting to (without being personally offended). I don't want to bold it again so I'll set it off in a little paragraph of its own. Hopefully Kevy will come along and quote it so that every once in a while you'll see it on the home page and have one more chance to understand it without me having to type it one more time. I encourage you to hightlight this next paragaph, type control-c, open Notepad, type control-p, then click print; take the resulting page and tape it to your bedroom ceiling so that while making sweet love to your wife she can see it up there and perhaps whisper it into your ear during that exquisite moment of orgasm when your mind is so completely blank that maybe it'll finally be clear.  

  What I do worry about is the considerable number of people who seem to be perfectly happy to vote someone into high office who is willing to make policy decision based on magical prophecies. That I find intolerable.  

  Swampland! My home this is!  

  What's unprovable is that there is anything OTHER than the physical realities of the universe that could possibly be at work.  

  What is it? Old boyfriend? Foosball table? Portable stage for home productions of "Put That Thing Back Where it Came From or So Help Me?" Empty beer keg? King-sized bean bag chair? Tyrannosaurus skeleton? Wading pool? Rolled up carpet with suspicious lump in the middle?  

  Bless you young mother. I hope you'll always be as supportive to your little boy when he strays from gender norms, even if proclaiming it loudly in a store for all to hear, and not try to force him back in that box.  

  Quikster? Yeah, smart. In other stupid news, Google just changed their name to Searchfun and Coke is changing theirs to Brown Bubble Drinkup.  

  Yeah, this project was definately about preserving a particular community and I love all of you even if some of you can be really annoying at times.  

  still lurking...  

  Ah! Now the "23" in D23 makes tot sense to me - f'n illuminati!  

  *making sign of the cross* "In the name of the Bear, the Stoat, and Susie-Ann Krellingshaw, Ah, Men.