Stroke my EGO!

“I figure we trolls are out for one thing - attention. Here's the rules: Give me praise.

No mean comments, please.”

“You're wonderful. Please go away now?”

“That go away thing could be construed as mean. PLEASE DO NOT DAMAGE MY FRAGILE EGO. Give me praise.”

“Where ARE ALL THE NICE PEOPLE?!?! I need HELP from you NICE PEOPLE!!!!!!!!”

“UltraPacker...it has been so much fun hanging with you. You have a great sense of humor and I'm sure you will bring joy to the next board you go visit.

Sorry you have to go, we'll miss you.

Never forget TrailTalk.

(sniff... sniff...)

Good-Bye now!”

“Thank you, Fritz. That was kind.

NOW ALL the rest of you!”

“go to H-E-Double Hockey Sticks! pretty please, with a cherry on top.
>>>>>batting eyelashes<<<<<”

“The sentiment was not there, but I give you points for style!”

“You, ULTRAPacker, are a real man. A man's man. A man who should, by all accounts, be doing more than the rest of us. You are a man who should be out saving children in Bolivia or some other undeveloped country without internet access. I wish you the best of luck on your journey, for our hope lives and dies with you.

Goodbye, UP, and godspeed.”

“I agree, Phaedrus. All except that I cannot leave Newgirl.

Every ULTRAPacker needs a Newgirl.”

“I think we know what ULTRAPacker has been stroking....

Ya gotta banana?”

“Well . . .in the immortal words of Billy Squier . .

"you could be a winner boy, you move quite well"

Stroke Stroke Stroke.”

“The Stroke
Now everybody - have you heard
If you're in the game, then the stroke's the word
Don't take no rhythm - don't take no style
Got a thirst for killin' - grab your vile...
You put your right hand out... give a firm hand-shake...
Talk to me about that one big break...
Spread your ear-pollution both far and wide...
Keep your contributions by your side and stroke me, stroke me -
Could be a winner boy, you move quite well...
You got your number down...
Say you're a winner - man you're just a sinner now
You put your left foot out - keep it all in place...
Work your way right into my case
First you try to bed me - you make my backbone slide
But when you find you bled me - skip on by... keep on - stroke me, stroke me -
Give me the business all night long...
You're so together boy...
Say you're a winner but man you're just a sinner now
Better listen now... (said) it ain't no joke
Let your conscience fail ya... just do the stroke
Don'tcha take no chances... keep your eye on top...
Do your fancy dances... you can't stop, you just stroke me, stroke me...”

“you're really gettin' into that one, lee! you ready for the weekend or WHAT? LOL!”