What’s she doing these days? Do you suppose she’s busy?
Do you need me to point you to the original thread from the time before we had a post limit?
(ETA yes you will have to read it all)
Do i have time to read >5k posts? Would my wife not strangle me?
Do you have anything better to do?
Sleep presents a pleasant diversion, no?
That is the sequel topic and a mere short story and will your mind boggle at almost 20k posts?
Is it safe to come out now?
Has Mr Phillippe Filoppe gone?
George W. Bush was here?
Maybe it was some other guy?
Are you sure you’d miss Dubya?
Would you like a second throw if you do?
If I had that opportunity, wouldn’t I make sure I was wearing a pair of lead-weighted diving boots?
Isn’t that a bat’leth?
Dubya? Do I even know ya?
restate re-ask a question from @zfirphdn?
Do I even have a shovel that isn’t broken? And where the f*ck are my gloves?
Wouldn’t I consider that normal?
Better yet, why are my gloves constantly wet? Did someone dry them in a rain forest? Who keeps using my gloves in the first place?!
Was it not that famous philosopher Axl Rose who said “It’s hard to hold a candle / In the cold November rain?”
Forget the cold, how do I claim my cake?
Is it a lie?
Is tomorrow too late?
A Cat in a Hat that could make us fat, what’s not to love about that?
How many plates do we need?
Have you seen these?
Can I borrow them if I promise to return them, well, dry?