.... and Sherbet's dead.
Alas, yes, this is the fate of all living things I know; should I not die myself, for me to watch them all die.
Oh tiny orange tabby cat, I recall well your bonsai kitten antics. Did Tom ever have your anal tube reconfigured to standard pucker-butt usage? Perhaps only the person who cleans your litter box knew for sure.
This however, raises a question:
At what age should you bother to retire your account? Never? I was semi-retired for almost three years save the occasional weekend posting spree. The forums have changed a lot; filled with whiny bitches who are so busy trying to be taken seriously they've forgotten how to intarnet properly. Facebook culture, the lot of it. Not a french girl fucker among them, let alone gentlemanly rape skeletons.
A thread longer than 10 pages? Not to be seen! Perchance ill this bodes, kitten corpses dropping like de-voodooed zombies of the original rasta style.
Perhaps then an omen this forbodes? Imminent jettison of account apparatus eminent? The dreaded return of Ironfist?
This I know not. Only, praytell, prophesy to me what cast bones may reveal; study well the entrails of the lamb, goat and cow!
Suggestions, then, this is the beginning. Perhaps of a closed chapter, perhaps one where Yoda syntax is cool.
WTF?
This is a song about death. It's on mandolin.
Hate is the first step to all solutions.
You will not end bigotry until you learn to hate it.