Unutterably Silly Forum Game: Last person to post here wins!

[Dylrob]

This is the twenty-first century. Talk like it!

[HomeInMyShoes]

Originally Posted by Dylrob

You're no threat.

So you say, but my flame-retardent abilities make me a devil of an adversary. I may also look soft, but my pure titanium inner core make your little ferret teeth useless in a brawl.

[beachwanderer]

Originally Posted by pdurrant

Although I do come second in the 'longest reign' table (AFAICT) with just a bit short of a day on 13th August.
Looking at cumulative times at the top, Dylrob and I are way out in front. 9.9 days for me, and 9.5 days for Dylrob. The next is lestatar with 7.4 days, and HomeInMyShoes with 4.5 days. But since I might be missing some data, those are only approximate.
The threaded view is a good one for gathering info, with a little manipulation in a text editor and a spreadsheet!

HomeInMyShoes: Too much analysis. Not enough winning.

So true, so true.

[Dylrob]

^^ Hey, this isn't a beach.

[HomeInMyShoes]

It may not be the beach, but I'm enjoying hanging out here anyway. And winning.

[Dylrob]

I hope you also enjoy the shame of losing.

[TGS]

Well, isn't it nice that we can all chat together in this way.

[Bilbo1967]

Originally Posted by TGS

Well, isn't it nice that we can all chat together in this way.

I think it's the happy-go-lucky, non competitive spirit here that keeps me coming back

[HomeInMyShoes]

Yes, nicely chatting.

[pdurrant]

... and winning.

[TGS]

Originally Posted by pdurrant

... and winning.

But not in your case...

[pdurrant]

Sez who?

[TGS]

Sez...er...everybody 'cept you actually.

[pdurrant]

The majority isn't always right.

[wannabee]

I could just post from the User CP and unsubscribe. But I think that may be unfair to the rest of you. So just in case one of you has something of value to listen to I present this old favorite.

Spoiler:

When George’s Grandmamma was told
That George had been as good as gold,
She promised in the afternoon
To buy him an Immense BALLOON.
And so she did; but when it came,
It got into the candle flame,
And being of a dangerous sort
Exploded with a loud report!
The lights went out! The windows broke!
The room was filled with reeking smoke.
And in the darkness, shrieks and yells
Were mingled with electric bells,
And falling masonry and groans,
And crunching, as of broken bones,
And dreadful shrieks, when, worst of all,
The house itself began to fall!
It tottered, shuddering to and fro,
Then crashed into the street below -
Which happened to be Savile Row.

When help arrived, among the dead
Were Cousin Mary, Little Fred,
The Footmen (both of them), the Groom,
The man that cleaned the Billiard-Room,
The Chaplain, and the Still-Room Maid.
And I am dreadfully afraid
That Monsieur Champignon, the Chef,
Will now be permanently deaf -
And both his aides are much the same;
While George, who was in part to blame,
Received, you will regret to hear,
A nasty lump behind the ear.

Moral:
The moral is that little boys
Should not be given dangerous toys.