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Lanny has begun trashing entire threads with valid posts in them from random users, just because the OP was banned. Why bother putting any effort into posting in threads at all, if your posts are just going to be trashed by Lanny? He's also removing non-spam posts willy-nilly from banned members who are evading bans, thus fucking up the flow of the conversations within the threads in the process. This is wrong. Yet another fuckup by the worst admin a BBS has ever seen.
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Originally posted by Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country
Nobody is more vigorous than Hilly.
As she gets thrown into the back of the limo like a bag of potatoes, regurgitates green goo into her drinking glass, and has a coughing fit where she blows out a lung.
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When I was a kid, a uniformed cop stopped me in front of the local arcade and found a gram of hash in my shirt. Then he told me to get in the back of the cop car, so I did. Then he got in the driver's seat and closed the door and leaned back, handed me the hash, and said, "start rolling". I'm like what the fuck? And he said, "you heard me". When I continued to be confused, he asked if I wanted to go to jail. I said, no. Then he repeated that I better start rolling then. So I rolled one up right in the back of the squad car, and he said, "light it up!". So I lit it up and took a puff and he took it out of my hand and started hauling back on it, then held his breath really long and a long stream of smoke came out. Then he handed it back and we ended up finishing it off. Then he says, "roll another one". I was super high at this point, and it was hotboxing there in the car big time and the smoke was so thick I could hardly see, so I started balking, and he asked me again if I wanted to go to jail. So I rolled another one and we smoked the whole thing. Then he asks me for my name and DOB, telling me "don't worry, I ain't gonna bust ya, even if you have warrants, I just want to have a look-see", so I gave him my info and he pursued my personal information right there on his terminal. Then he says, "see that bus stop right there? There's a bus coming in *looks at watch* nine minutes, you be on it, because my partner is coming on in 5 and he ain't as nice as I am". I got out and the smoke literally poured out of the cruiser like a volcano. I got on the bus and fucked off right out of there, high as a kite and paranoid as hell. Too much like the Twilight Zone.
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