Remember when one of us would make a raucously hilarious and status quo-shattering webcomicstrip (as we referred to them), and we'd celebrate in here on the 'rums, and call each other striphomies?
Remember when we all came in here after winning another championship cup in the WebStripComic-Creating Websites Softball Tournament, hitting the showers, and snapping each other in the ass with twisted towels?
Remember that time we hog-tied, ball-gagged, blind-folded, and butt-plugged JrrnynymnNate? Remember his tears?
Remember how we saved up all our lemonade-stand and lawnmowing money one summer, and bought that penis-shaped pool we always wanted?
Remember when we floated down the Colorado River in a flotilla comprised of the corpses of failed gimmick accounts? Remember how many knuckles deep I went that night on the starlit banks, far from the campfire?
Remember when worldwidewebcomicstrippering was new, and special, and new? And we were so young (or bunner)?
Remember the wangs?
Aw, screwit, here's another picture of Mandy Patinkin:
"If you lean in close to my beard, and draw a deep breath, you WILL detect the smell of oprhan blood, faint as the dying cry of a blind calf on the floor of an abbatoir, sweet as the milk from a chimaera."
