That's alright, I don't even have 50 quality posts yet...
I have over 1k posts now and not a quality one in the bunch.
Would I be a jerk to agree with you, or to disagree?
If you feel like reading all of my previous posts and picking out the winners and the loosers then go for it.
I'm not sure if I have ANY posts here, quality or not.
Loosers? Perhaps you should tighten them up?
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Update: Most of you probably missed the obvious but with Orgeta's superior brain power and reasoning ability I have put two and two together and come up with the only plausible answer to a couple of great mysteries here on INGO: Tin Can's disappearance and Scutter's resignation as a mod. Obviously the two of them are in cahoots (a little town outside of Valparaiso) living under assumed names. Mr. Can (or whatever name he is living under) is still in therapy for getting smacked down by SOME mod. Scutter is feeling guilty as a former mod for not saving Tin. They scrape together enough money for food by scrounging shoulders of highways for aluminum cans.I assume OP is dead and smelling pretty ripe about now so maybe we should say a few kind words about him. After all we've all been able to pile up our post count a little.
I knew Mr. Can well. I later years I was bold enough to call him Tin. We served together during the Mexican Revolution. He claimed his grandfather was at the Alamo but was a conscientious objector and didn't even shoot at Davy Crockett. He was only there delivering milk.
Tin was a lonely child and his folks had to tie a pork chop to his neck so at least the dog would play with him. His greatest goal in life was to be a member of INGO but he failed even at that. Nobody knows what became of him. Some claim to have seen him in drag on the womens' roller derby circuit, skating under the name "50 Poster." Others say he turned totally rotten and went off to law school at IUPUI.
We'll never know for sure but here's to you Tin. May you rest in piece.