God is real and I spoke to him

Same... :cry:

 

Maybe you and Dark Elf should hook up some ti... ohhh... right.

 

You'll just have to settle for people like me, semi-ancients who once interacted regularly with the old ones.

Every time I troll you going forward it's like a little part of Vorak is trolling you too.

 

Look, another prophet claiming to have communicated with now-absent gods.

Get a job.

 

I've got about 6 months seniority on you. However, I'm less snarky and post much more, so there you go.

The time frame matches up. I could get super anal and point out that there's a way to go into people's profiles and look up their posts since their accounts were created, but you know...wait. Just did it.

 

See, I consider that a pro, not a con! Different perspectives make forums worth interacting in. If I wanted to talk to myself all day I would. Besides, I always preferred the "playful" type of snarky over the "asshole" type. BUT SOMETIMES YOU WALK THAT LINE

I did, about 3 years ago, when I finished my doctorate and started making shitloads of money while simulataneously having no kids and no serious girlfriend/wife to suck money/the will to live out of me.

On a less serious note more in line with your actual joke, I do have positions open for cult managers to help brainwash fools who believe my prophecies. PM me your CV!

 

Well, I was simply pointing out in my post that I walked with the same ancients you did, but my post frequency is much higher, indicating a quantity over quality sort of deal. You've said yourself previously that if there were more things worth replying to, you'd post more.
As for the snarky bit, are you implying that I straddle the line between playful and asshole, or are you saying that sometimes you yourself must tread the line?
Since I don't recognize any snarkiness in myself, I suppose it would have to be pointed out to me. I may be over-analyzing it, since you didn't emphasize "you" other than capitalizing it, and the whole damn sentence is capitalized.

 

I think sometimes you guys tread the line of playful with asshole.

 

You seem to be the type to underestimate the power of ass-play. In that case, I definitely over-analyze it.

 

Rest assured Gross, I was referring to myself.

 

I was curious. Both a blessing and a curse, I'd say. An insatiable thirst for knowledge, coupled with never deciding what someone meant until they've said something.

 

Uh-huh.

 

Yeah, I still am. Haven't done a girl in the ass yet, but there are other things to do.

 

Yet why would you do other things when there's anal to be done.

 

It's not something that comes up in conversation unless the general topic is brought up or the direct question is asked.
"What'd you do today? You want to get some dinner? How do you feel about anal?"
And if you ask that question you might look weird if you're already prepared.
"Why, I happen to have some lube right here..."
Plus, every woman has said no.

 

A gentleman does not pressure his girlfriend for anal sex. *monocle*

Anyway, of course they said no the first few dozen times. They always do...

A gentleman woos and courts, and waits for her to beg for it. *monocle drops*

 

That's how I manage most of my firsts with women;
a metaphorical monocle.
The rest is taken care of by the fact that I look like I stepped out of a Renaissance painting. Not the clothing, obviously. According to folks with fine art degrees, the proportions. Kinda freaked me out a bit when I realized how similar I looked to a fabricated ideal.
With my gentlemanly demeanor and my good genes, I shall get a woman to try letting me in the rear entrance.

But, DE successfully one-upped the metaphor considering he actually owns a monocle now. He also has a fine beard, while I've taken mine off.

 

An ex-girlfriend of mine used to hint at anal, and I didn't want to do it. I think it put some strain on us.

 

The unequivocal conquest of putting something in where stuff should only come out should be reason enough. Man v Nature.