...another bunch of Fraycons whipped, stomped, and kicked into submission. Another bunch of worthless posts dismissed, another passle o' lies laughed out of existence.

Yes, my work here is done for the day....you Fraycons may now rest your asses and let the imprints of my boots gradually disappear.

Later! :)

enjoy.

Melting all over Ballot Box, lying, and whining to the Editor, these days?

Well, if so...JOB WELL-DONE, Horus...

P.S. Good luck with the Cowboys!

for the gay bar, and of course to email the editor.

Another day's work well done!

LOL!!!

Horus is the coworker you no longer bother inviting to happy hours because last time he came along, he complained because they don't sell Zima.

He kept insisting on "Zima rosé", and when that failed, began to sing like Bruce Willis: "Seagrams...golden wine cooler". Perhaps when his former co-workers sponsor a "miserable hour" the invitation will come.