I survived the Great Beeb Massacre of 2020. Ask me anything.

Like the handful of Wounded Knee survivors, I am now ready to accept my natural place as a venerated tribal elder. I am prepared to dispense my hard earned wisdom as needed.

 

I`m with you, brother..unless you`re getting banned again immediately.

Kinda missed this place.

 

What was the other side like?

 

What happened?

 

Pffff.......I already knew the answer................its 42.

 

Who'd win in a fight a mini godzillia (6 foot tall) vs forty-two cambodian midget kick boxers.

We know how it turned out with a Lion.

 

I can't speak for all of us, but there were lots of snacks where I went. It made the solitude much more bearable.

 

Mini Godzilla wins, but at a terrible personal cost. His digestive system is basically destroyed by the consumption of mass quantities of Cambodian boxers. He spends the rest of his life with a colostomy bag attached to the base of his tail.

 

It was too traumatic to discuss in detail. In short, we were drawn into an ambush and slaughtered.

 

that’s like saying the dealer forced you to smoke the crack.

 

I too, got Crazy Horsed. Nigel was the only friend I had over there, and even he didn't want anyone else to know that.

 

True............. we a buncha dumbasses 'round h'ya.

 

Has your alleged survival been independently verified and peer reviewed?

 

Zero-class dealers and their damn honeypots.

 

Hopefully Houghton Mifflin isnt doing the reviewing or dare I say......."revising" for verification

 

Please inform of all of the undercover beeb mods here, Ole Great Elder!

 

I've been describing it as a mass casualty event. It didn't hurt as much as I thought though. But damn I wanted to post about the Alaska bus.

 

Keep ignoring the science.

 

I’m seeking a refund on my subscription

 

I was highly stressed by my thwarted desire to cast aspersions upon the character of the bicyclists that my dog and I meet on our morning walkabout. Since that topic is mostly played out, I will summarize. The brighter and tighter the lycra, the bigger the jackass squeezed therein.