The Shoutbox
Night, Boss.
It's time for me to sleep. Or at least get off the computer. Good night.
I know. I know. Chilly.
Dude, not cool.
All it takes is a frozen fish finger and you'll never go back.
I don't need milk for that, I've already...naw. That's WAY too easy.
Want strong bones?
See what happens when you don't drink your milk, kids? You end up running a forum, talking like a 90-year old retired Jazz singer.
C'mon, it's fun. Skibbity boot, boot boot. Skibbity bank, bank bank. Skibbity bot, bot bot. Skibbity pop pop BANG! Oh yeah.
Sure. Just keep telling yourself that Mr. Crackpot. I'll just type that up on my invisible typewriter.