Hey TC,
You just reminded me of my last years Christmas poem.
Give me a good debunking make it clean and quick,
Turn my nerves to Jello with your caustic untamed wit.
Spare me not a friendly tone nor offer me your solace,
Keep your pistols cocked my man lest I slash your bullocks.
The players hard and unrepentant strike their lethal blows,
Duck and weave all you like, they’ll call you twinkle toes.
It’s the IP forum, and it’s not for the faint hearted,
But for those of us who hack it, who loathe just being out smarted,
Trial by fire, water, and IP post can leave us smitten or retarded.
The players chose their handles as if they were bestowed,
Some whimsical, some fearsome, some satirical and over blown.
There’s Cold Front armed with intellect unmatched on this here forum,
Who’ll send a chill up your spine, and leave you feeling like a moron.
Then of course there’s Rascal, who will never say die,
Obtuse, and unrepentant, it’s hard to catch him in a lie.
Tigerman leaps on the scene, that guy can form a thought,
Such logic, passion, and idealism could never be taught.
Mother Teresa stands by those who need such a disposition,
It’s hard to sidetrack this guy from his spiritual mission.
Fred Smith is not just any man, he’s an everyman at best,
He took gumboots to passion, and laid that beast to rest.
Imyourbiggestfan must be a reflexive in projection,
But he can argue economics with flair and introspection.
Blueface six, six, six, lurks by every post,
With wit, charm and audacity turning protagonists to toast.
Right then I’m out of here goodwill can fester in ones chest,
Soon I’ll be wishing you Merry Christmas, cheers and all the best!