Dave: Backdate a post for posterity.

[hardonic]

[You fiddle around with the journal. John said it was important, didn't he? Might as well check it out, it's not like anything can really surprise you at this point in the game oh god it is doing weird shit]

… Testing.

… Testing.

[This Shit is now Private]

… Huh. Gonna have to ask John if that worked.

… AT can nurse my salty Ballpark Jumbo Beef Frank with a side of juicy coleslaw and a pitcher of cold cherry Kool-Aid to wash the savory goodness down. Now that he isn't here, though… Takers, anyone?

[After a few seconds, no one seems to get offended. You seem to be clear.]

… Okay. I'm really cool with this. Seriously. This is kind of sweet, actually. But you know how this is gonna go? My way. This ain't no game of backgammon. This ain't give and take. This is speed chess on speed and I got all the queens. This is blackjack and I'm the house, motherfucker. This is Tetris and, look at that, it's a forecast of a fucking rain of I blocks all up in this shit. So you're gonna play this shit my way, all the way to the bank. Fucking deal.

First, change the font. Right. The fuck. Now.

good
looks like you listen better than lalonde
and that i can definitely live with

[/Private]