ALL YOUR THREAD ARE BELONG TO US!

Not this one. I am still the Supreme Administrator of the Thread That Will Eventually Fill Up The Internet. All bow to my lastwordness

you shall now be known as BIMAFIVE

ALL HAIL BIMAFIVE

ALL HAIL BIMAFIVE

ALL HAIL BIMAFIVE

Once upon a time, the numpties were bored. Their leader was a daft fellow named Lewis who had a dogfriend named ollie. Lewis and ollie had a plan, and their plan was for the numpties to rob from the rich and give to the poor.

Now, the numpties thought it was a fine plan, but it sounded a little too socialist for their persuasions. So they all went home and took naps. Meanwhile, Lewis and ollie went searching for strumpets. But they couldn't find any so they went home and ate curry. Then ollie threw up.

The End.

On Lewis' bed?

ewwww

Naturally. Three piles this time, one of them on the pillow.

Lewis has become quite efficient at cleaning up ollie vomit.

WTF is going on in your mind Tom!

It's kind of dark and scary in there, but if you really want to know...

Some cobwebs in the corners, a dead spider--oops, no, he's not dead-- a moldy potato, bunch of assorted letters and papers, mostly bills I forgot to pay, half a bag of Cheetos (the crunchy ones), an endless loop of the dental torture scene from "Marathon Man", a bowl of something that has green stuff on top, a tape of Captain Picard saying "Engage", and a kitty litter box.

There's more, but that's enough for now.

Captain Kirk was made permanently obsolete by Captain Picard.

How's that for haiku, trekkies? Seventeen syllables, no more, no less!

Cheers!

Rick...