Has the Webmeister been drinking?

“I was pretty sure the FYAO thread was up to 94 posts. I clicked on to see if there was anything new and it read 91 posts. I pressed refresh and it dropped to 89 and then again to 88. What can possibly be going on?”

“I just clicked on the thread and, sure enough, 94 posts.”

“Has the time limit expired for your time preferences?”

“What Chief said. The number of previous posts is dictated by how many there are in the pre-set time frame.

You know, for kids!”

“Are the posts rolling off due to time?

I only look at 24 hours worth, so after a couple days, a thread will begin to show variable posts during the day as new ones are added and others roll off.”

“Pick up a copy of Web Boards for Dummies next time you're in B & N. LOL! The threads are dropping off from the last 24 hours. You can choose what span to view.”

“trailtalk=bizarro world”

“I only have a nice Coca-Cola Classic in my hand right now. I think everyone else hit the right answer about the time range.”

“Product placement.”

“Gremlin, maybe it’s the adjustment from Canadian time to U.S. time that is causing the problem.”

“It's the exchange rate. 94 Canadian posts are only worth 86 U.S. posts.”

“Do think Matt's like the Nascar drivers when they get out of the car they already have the Coke/Pepsi in their hand? I can see matt pulling into the trailhead after a hike with the Coke already in his hand...”

“LMAO @ bitpusher!!”

“"It's the exchange rate. 94 Canadian posts are only worth 86 U.S. posts."

Bawhahahahaha! We can now shut down this thread. There is nowhere to go from here! LOL!”

“That can't be topped, Bit! lmao!”

“Priceless.”

“Thank you, thank you.

Sometimes I just have a flash of genius.


Then I have to sweep up burned brains from the keyboard of my computer.”

“Oh no,,,,,somehow when I picture up two or more of those images, I can't remember my own name.”

“Frankly, I don't even like the look of the supposed normal brain!”

“Wow, dude, look at the colors!”

“I notice they don't have one for 41 years of sarcastic wit...”

“mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... brains & eggs....”

“3 out of 5 aint bad, is it?”

“Anyone here ever been to an autopsy? The worst part is when they peel a corpse's skin off their head and cut the top of the skull off to scoop the brain out for weighing.”

“Bit had an autopsy for a magic 8-ball yesterday!”

“YUM! Brains! Send more cops!”

“I Can Smell Your Brain......


What the hell have you been drinking?”

“Hey, Harry, look at this!

What?

It says, "Eat at Joe's"!”

“Time for the required Liver, fava beans and Chianti line.”

“That's so passé...nowadays you have to eat someone's #&%!$ to be famous.”

“Of course, what was I thinking....”

“I'd rather eat a...oh, never mind...”

“I don't think fava beans go with that...”

“I do not like that, Sam I Am
I do not like green brains and ham...”

“I like the booze one!


8)”

“LOL, classic faux paux Gremlin!”

“The Webmaster has been drinking



The webmaster has been drinking
My necktie's asleep
The combo went back to New York, and left me all alone
The jukebox has to take a leak
Have you noticed that the carpet needs a haircut?
And the spotlight looks just like a prison break
And the telephone's out of cigarettes
As usual the balcony's on the make
And the webmaster has been drinking, heavily
The webmaster has been drinking
And he's on the hard stuff tonight

The webmaster has been drinking
And you can't find your waitress
Even with the Geiger counter
And I guarantee you that she will hate you
From the bottom of her glass
And all of your friends remind you
That you just can't get served without her
The webmaster has been drinking

The webmaster has been drinking
And the lightman's blind in one eye
And he can't see out of the other
And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid
And he showed up with his mother
And the webmaster has been drinking
Without fear of contradiction I say
The webmaster has been drinking

Our Father who art in ?
Hallowed by thy glass
Thy kindom come, thy will be done
On Earth as it is in the lounges
Give us this day our daily splash
Forgive us our hangovers
As we forgive all those who continue to hangover against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver from evil and someone you must all ride home

Because the webmaster has been drinking
And he's your friend not mine
Because the webmaster has been drinking
And he's not my responsibility

The bouncer is this Sumo wrestlernamed bacpac
Kinda cream puff casper milk toast
And the owner is just a mental midget named nigal
With the I.Q. of a fencepost
I'm going down, hang onto me, I'm going down
Watch me skate across an acre of linoleum
I know I can do it, I'm in total control
And the webmaster has been drinking
And he's embarassing me
The webmaster has been drinking, he raided his mini bar

The webmaster has been drinking
And the bar stools are all on fire
And all the newspapers were just fooling
And the ash-trays have retired
And I've got a feeling that the webmaster has been drinking
It's just a hunch
The webmaster has been drinking and he's going to lose his lunch
And the webmaster has been drinking
Not me, not me, The webmaster has been drinking not me



Tom Waits 1976
mapleleaf 2004”

“LMAO, thanks, everybody.”

“Kudos to Maple and Tom Waits on that one!”