Mock. Mockmockmock. Mockity-mock-mock

4:12am: I did it My Way.
Wherein thezeppo does that thing where people try to make a joke out of their wretched personalities to make themselves look cool. Seriously, dude, we're too impressed by your God-like nature to play along.

6:17am: OMG i bet ur talint izz sooooooo bigg!!!1 lolz
The Ralph Fiennes post reminded me of one of the most horrific experiences I've ever had online, in which I Googled my own name (I get bored, yo) and found This Ewan McGregor fanpage. The entire website is hilarious, but the best part is the section I linked to, in which random fans (one of whom does indeed share my full name, and it's not a common name!) are asked "If you were guaranteed that Ewan would read one message, what would it be?" Some very disturbing answers follow. I think the ones I enjoy the most are the several instances of "I have such a bad crush on you, but you're too old for me, so I'd love to be your daughter." Duuuuude.

4:33pm: Christ on a froot loop
I didn't think a vast spooky terrorist network would have fans (or sockpuppets, whatever the case may be), but apparently they do.

Edit: I didn't find it particularly hilarious either . . . more like a "sit there shaking your head in astonishment" kind of thing.

10:34pm: I have this strange sense of elation.
Hullo, FW. Long time reader, first time poster. *waves at Cheeks and makes a cherry joke*

Have you ever just wanted to see two people constantly duke it out because neither wants to believe they're the creep?

No, I want world peace, bitch!

bunny, the thread originator, has an ongoing feud with Chripper. Both try to knock each other down as often as possible while dragging in as many people as they can. This is how the Bronze functions. Mud fights. Always worth a giggle, sigh, and a "Hmmm . . . they're all strange."

So bunny said this and Chripper felt insulted. I would too, really. But I'd also be offended if I were labeled a psycho whore and refreshed daily.

And finally, an impartial poster tries to take matters into his own hands and declare his judgment on Chripper. The result? Good ol' flaming with a bit of barbecue sauce for flavor.

Now, I don't want to only pick out these people. Sure, they give me the urge to wank. But really . . . the whole board is fair game. Read, mock, laugh, love.

*sighs* Now the anticipation of posting here has expired. I feel like a young teen all abashed and wondering where my shirt has wandered off to.