I think I figured out the problem here, we pretty much all like each other, although I can't imagine why I feel at home here, you're all a bunch of obnoxious twits and twats. What's missing is that one person whose very presence can irritate the hell out of us on a regular basis. Anyone know how to get in touch with that idiot's delight UT2player?
Or maybe a flame war would rouse things up, except it wouldn't be the real thing, except that probably wouldn't work either, since except for me and the Dude, no one here has the vocabulary intelligence to make a really interesting statement. Wrench is a member here, so maybe he'll get off his lazy butt and turn his storytelling talents into something that can ignite this group of losers.
Shadow can't do the job, because he/she/it/they doesn't seem to know from one day to the next if it's got a cunt or a cock. And Bob can't do it because he's too nice a guy, and isn't able to leave his good humor on the door step. Steve would be perfect, except, being an Aussie, who the hell would understand him anyway.
So we need UT2player, and we need Shadow to screw up it's courage and write that condesending and apologetic note to Mr Wanker, and then post it here so we all can rag on straight laced Mr Rightious. So see, it's not really anyone's fault. But if it takes a reformed son of a bitch like me to try and stir things up, it sure does reflect poorly on the lot of you.
About all that's left for me to do in an attempt to make this joint livelier would be to revert back into the rotten drunk of 30 years ago who used to write porn novels for $250 a pop, and I ain't about to do that, you moldering sacks of puss. Well, at least I tried. This forums fate lies in all your hands, so quit diddling yourselves and shake things up.
John