Mahomes Crow Thread

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Originally Posted by BlackOp

I find it interesting that someone, whose name is clearly illustrated in their avatar, is compelled to finish every post by repeating their own name.

Obviously you relish in your own opinion...and hold your own word in very high regard. You make sure everyone knows who is posting...just in case they forgot.

It's funny that someone, who presents himself as introspective, wouldn't find that not only redundant...but wouldn't contemplate that in certain circles, that it might be considered "moronic".

just sayin...

Judge by the book...and the book judges back.

You're not the first poster to point out that affectation, Mr. BlackOp.

It began by accident, really. And, although it is patently uninteresting, I shall recount the tale ... if I can remember it.

You see, it was a dark and stormy night and while investigating the mysteries of the internet, I came across this site. One of the first posts I read was this big fight between Mr. Iowanian and some guy named "skinbra" (or something like that). I found the conversation to be so damn funny that I wept actual, real tears of humor and delight. I was so impressed in fact, that I decided to take a chance and "join" the site. That's when all the trouble started.

First off, I had never posted on a site like this before so I thought each post was like a letter, you know? Like a business letter ... not like a note to a friend or something. Rather, just like a letter with a salutation and a closing signature.

Anyhow, I simply addressed my posts to the person with whom I was communicating like one does in a letter and I signed my "name".

It wasn't long before Mr. Rain Man got all pissy just like you. He hated me from the start and convinced me that I could not remain a member unless I posted on certain subjects ranging from "leafy green vegetables" and the poetry of William Carlos Williams (who, it turns out, was completely mad and wrote absurd poetry about chickens). Understandably, I have since formed an association of like-minded poetry lovers whose goal is to purchase all of Mr. Williams' books at a discount in order to burn them. (You are welcome to contribute should you wish.)

After a while, a few poster people seemed to accept me and I never changed my "style" of posting. At this point, it's literally habitual.

So, Mr. BlackOp, that's how it all happened. Everything that's occurred since then would take far too long to explain so I'll stop here.

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