Posted on 04/09/2013 5:27:53 PM PDT by Darksheare
I just spent alot of time posting!
I see that, looks like you hit a small bump.
Pictured: Small Bump
What happened?
Well, someone set up us the bomb?
I'm serious!
Oh, well.. looks like your post got pulled.
Augh! I spent alot of effort on that! How did it happen?!
Couldn't be because you were doing it wrong?
What the, how'd you get that video of m-- uh.. I don't even wear that!
Right Skippy. *cough* Well, since you asked, here's how posts get removed.
First, if it is against TOS it gets seen.
Then it gets marked.
Okay, I have that much.
Then the mods gather:
Pictured, mods gathering.
I don't think that's how it looks, I..
Look, do you want an answer or not?
...Yes?
Right, carrying on.
Then they back their vehicle up to your post.
Whoah! What the heck is that thing?!
It's a machine, that eats other machines.
With this:
I don't see what this has to do with my post vanishing, can you tell me wha-
Watch it question boy! I have a flamethrower!
You want to vanish like your dog did?
What the?! No, not Roozer too!
To be fair, your dog WAS drunk.
What?! Who would even... please don't point that flamethrower at me.
Right, and after they saw your post off the entire forum, they set it on fire.
Wait.. that man. His face, and fire! Oh GOD WHY?!
Oh, HIS post was all about his face, so the mods set it on fire.
After that, they used the ashes to open a gate between our world and theirs, like this:
BLECH! That's horrible!
And those tentacles! GAAAH!
If you think that's bad, you should see what happens when the mods get their hands on a bad thread.
Pictured: Mod hands
Oh look, here comes a mod now.
Looks like they want to ask you about that thread you just posted.
Gaaah! Tell them I'm indisposed!
Pictured: Moderator, dunno which one.
Tell them yourself, they're right behind you.
Wait, don't run away!
We haven't gotten to what happens when they edit your thread title!
This concludes our sordid fictional tale.
If you liked that, we have plenty more in the book "Oh the horrible things you'll summon!" rumored to be written by IamnotaMod
“Sea anemone enemy.”
Eh — nope; it keeps coming out, “See, an M&M & M&M...”
HA-ha-haa!
Reminds me of a bit with Sam Hearn from The Jack Benny show.
B: “You still living in Calabasas?”
H: “No. I couldn’t stand the night lights so I moved to a smaller place.”
A growth spurt for James isn’t unlikely. The pants were definitely too short, but he shouldn’t have thickened so much in two weeks that he couldn’t get them on!
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Your family appears to have contracted the deadly Repair-Resistant Renegade Appliance Virus (RRSAV). One of the mutations affects farming and gardening equipment exclusively.
Good morning!
You say that with such conviction!
Mawnin!
Have a great day, y'all!
” Sounds wrong but, for some reason, am not upset.”
Smart way to a long life.
Why be upset when wine is so cheap?
: )
We’re having a Trash Day crisis: Bill put the cans where the sanitation crew couldn’t reach them (car on the curb) AGAIN, so now he either has to talk them into coming back and picking it up, or he and his friends have to go to the landfill, if he wants to go to a party on Saturday.
“But they want us to play guitar at the party!”
“Good, they’ll be happy to come by with a truck, then!”
Maybe he was able to convince the city ... I told him to cry, if necessary, and tell them his mother would put him on the curb with three guitars, a bin of hair products, and a cardboard sign, “Will do nothing for food!”
Laughing my trash can off!
I told him last night to put the cans on the other side of the driveway, where the car wouldn’t be in the way, but did he listen? Noooooo.
Is there a “Suburban Slacker” reality show? Bill could be a star! To give him credit, he does have perfect hair.
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