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Get A Clue: I promise you will smile. musky.

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Some people really need to get a clue. James Robertson passed on this great example of the fine art of user bashing.

The users I know are so clueless, that if they were dipped in clue musk and dropped in the middle of a pack of horny clues, on clue prom night during clue happy hour, they still couldn’t get a clue.

Any more gems like that, please let me know. Yep -it just made me smile again. Clue musk indeed.


  1. v funny:-) I needed that!

  2. Boo. I don’t know where James Robertson got this line from, but it’s a blatant rip off of some inspired trask talk delivered by one Edward Flaherty in the ancient and venerable newsgroup Talk.Bizarre. About 15 years ago, give or take. To wit:

    “You couldn’t get a clue during the clue mating season in a field full of horny clues if you smeared your body with clue musk and did the clue mating dance.”

    And that, my small, vampiric potato, is why Edward got all the chicks. You, sir, are cordially invited to drop by t.b. and pick up your complimentary anvil, which has been reserved for your exclusive use!

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