He is the very model of a modern major General.

[Dinner]

**** yeah, chimpcopter FTW!

http://www.sonicundermind.me.uk/music/chimpcopter.mp3

Give us a link that works, damn you!

[Dinner]

I would like to say I have an honest to goodness copy of the chimpcopter CD.

[MikeH]

That link does work.

And yes, you actually bought it! I remember.

[Dinner]

I'm a hipster! Come on, Asher, pile on!

[Dinner]

That link does work.

And yes, you actually bought it! I remember.

Your link doesn't work in my firefox browser. Sadly.

[MikeH]

Works in my Firefox.

[Provost Harrison]

Dear mods and admins,

I have reason to believe that Oerdin's account has been hijacked by a homosexual. Please fix forthwith.

[MikeH]

Everyone who posts here is gay.

[Dinner]

A bunch of ****ing ******s.

[Asher]

You lose. You posted a Jack Johnson song in an attempt to discredit but I actually knew Jack Johnson and liked his music. Mission FAILED!

Uh, what? I posted a Dispatch song...

Dispatch is from Vermont.

[Dinner]

Wow, that sucks.

YEAH! Try to out hipster me, *****!

[Dinner]

Uh, what? I posted a Dispatch song...

Dispatch is from Vermont.

I'm hearing excuses.

[Bugs ****ing Bunny]

I am the very model of a forum moderator
I've a list of regulations that could stretch round the equator.
They're most useful when I feel the need to silence a debator
claiming that I'm nothing more than a compulsive masturbator.
And if I miss your spamming now, be sure I'll catch it later
so don't you suggest that I abuse my scrotum with a grater
for I'll damn you as a troll, a dolt, a jackal and a hater,
and I'll fiddle with your sig to make it read "I am a traitor".


I always feel uneasy when I chance upon some jollity
for fear that it might step across the line into frivolity
and if I interfere I know the chances are you'll bollock me.
At least I know administrators stand behind me solidly,
so if your posts begin to show the merest dip in quality
you can be sure that you will soon be sampling my ferocity
and as our admins sling you out at frightening velocity
I'll add a kiss-off line of quite stupendous virtuosity.


My every dream revolves around the string of letters "QWERTY"
and the speed with which I act when an upset bloke hits "Alert". He
knows he always can rely on me when forums get too dirty.
I don't need that sort of nonsense while I'm dealing with my puberty.
So please resist temptation when your mind is getting murky
for my repressed sexuality has left me rather quirky
and I'd rather not be forced to have to stuff you like a turkey,
or to chew you up and spit you out like part-digested jerky.


I'd like to reassure you that I've no wish to be rid of these
apparently quite pointless and debateable abilities.
This small and helpful insight into real responsibilities
may help me in my struggle with my social disabilities.
So while I give a little something back to the community
I also get to grips with all my autistic proclivities,
and when in public situations finally I feel at ease
a real living pair of boobies I may one day get to squeeze.


I've seen a girl I fancy, but I know I'll never date her,
and I'll never kiss, I'll never woo, I'll never procreate her.
And I know that I will never even make it as a waiter
for I've given up my life in the pursuit of something greater.
In closing let me offer up these thanks to my creator
for making me a PC-based *****fight adjudicator.
I'm a hypermanic ubermenschen rule-regurgitator
and I am the very model of a forum moderator.


Gilbert pastiches are fun.

[Dinner]

Clever.

[Dinner]

Jack Johnson and I actually joked about each other's names because my name is John James Jackson IV. Jack Johnson and John Jackson. Funny indeed.