Jolt Country

Robb's brother Mike. I can't keep it up anymore, the joke has run it's course. I don't have the time nor the energy to read through this drivel. I will continue to post as Knuckles (though not much)- But hope to save my best work for my own website (sometime in the future??), which will not have forums.

Now that I've runied it for Ben, maybe he can talk to a girl.

You idiot. You ruined everything.

God, why can't I be allowed to create without the unkempt masses interfering with my brilliance.

Also, I like how you guys really kept the board going there after I left. I guess you really DON'T need me here!

I'd like to say I was ruining it before both of you by telling people who IM'ed me. Ben was ruining it before you when he told me.

Worm wrote:I'd like to say I was ruining it before both of you by telling people who IM'ed me. Ben was ruining it before you when he told me.

People said to you "Who is Knuckles the CLown?" Jesus.

So everyone knew any way. Great!

See, the fun thing now is, ANYONE can post in this base, and it's still funny.

You're right!

I'm Knuckles the Clown.

I asked Ben where he was going with it and he simply said, "I wasn't really sure." So he would like us all to believe that he had SOMETHING cooked up -- but what?! What could it have been?

I guess we'll never know!

There's a pill cocktail that I'd love for his psychologist to give him when she starts putting him on meds and simply put that cocktail is mostly LYE.

So you see, I got you to destroy yourselves. This place died the instant I left, and I didn't even have to say anything.

This IS the Pinback Show, and any time you sit there, a nervous, smug look on your face, protesting that it isn't, you will know, deep in your grease-clogged heart, that it is.

No... you can't get away.

From Hell's heart...

...I stab at thee.

pinback wrote:So you see, I got you to destroy yourselves. This place died the instant I left, and I didn't even have to say anything.

No, it didn't. I was working. I can't help this place prosper if I can't get in front of a keyboard.

This IS the Pinback Show, and any time you sit there, a nervous, smug look on your face, protesting that it isn't, you will know, deep in your grease-clogged heart, that it is.

The Pinback Show is going to get cancelled when he gets that long-awaited power pack of personality pills, anyway. This is just a pre-cursor of things to come, where I have to rise from my gwave and make this place matter again, as I've done a thousand times before. You're just a spot on the wall. You're a sidenote to the appendix of this, the Great On-Line Empire... you're a bug in my soup. Oh, and apparently this show has some sort of problem with croutons.

Ah, great. A BBS where all of the content is generated by the Sysop.

That seems... familiar somehow.

That's funny, cuntbreath, take away every single message I've written on my BBS and you'll still have more messages than on all of JC. Of course, the pathetic excuses for forums that you attempt to run in a miserable attempt to justify your useless existance don't even enter the radar screens. Face it, you were born alone, you grew up alone, you are alone now, and you will die alone. No amount of blather on RobB's board will take away the fact that you have a sad, pathetic life. Have a nice day!

For those who aren't so idiotic, I will mention that groucho is currently inaccessible via the hostname, as apparently my IP changed between late last night and this morning. I'll be taking measures later to ensure that any future IP changes will automatically and quickly be accounted for, so it shouldn't be down again after an IP change for more than, oh, five minutes or so. Yes, I shall make the current sluggish DNS updates mah BITCH.

pinback wrote:Ah, great. A BBS where all of the content is generated by the Sysop.

I'm Ice Cream Jonesy!

Jethro Q. Walrustitty wrote:That's funny, cuntbreath

Ha! I wish!

Jethro Q. Walrustitty wrote:Face it, you were born alone, you grew up alone, you are alone now, and you will die alone.

See, shows what the fuck YOU know, shit-for-fingers! Just last night I spoke to my mother on the phone.

Jolt County is a fascinating place, it's so interesting to watch.