Thread Killer Champions: Franzbear & Moonbear

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The discussion revolves around the humorous concept of "thread killers" on a forum, where participants analyze who tends to end conversations with their posts. The top offenders identified include franznietzsche, Moonbear, and tribdog, with a playful tone suggesting a competition for the title of "thread killer." Participants debate the validity of counting last posts as a measure of thread-killing ability, arguing that it should be adjusted based on the total number of posts each user has made. The conversation shifts into a light-hearted narrative, likening thread-killing to a horror movie scenario, with participants playfully accusing each other of sabotaging discussions and attempting to "steal" the thread. The banter includes references to fictional scenarios involving dramatic rescues and humorous characterizations, maintaining a light and comedic atmosphere throughout.
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Huckleberry said:
It is always difficult to stay focused in the presence of Danger!
Yes - it's hard!
Moonbear said:
:smile: Very true!

SOS, if you can't pin the medals on the cape, just pin them to his chest. After the first one, he should stand a bit more still while you pin the rest to the cape. :devil:
I don't know if it's okay to swoop upon a fellow minion, but I managed to get one pinned...in the back...
 
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  • #2,852
Moonbear said:
:smile: Very true!

SOS, if you can't pin the medals on the cape, just pin them to his chest. After the first one, he should stand a bit more still while you pin the rest to the cape. :devil:

When sailors graduated from their Navy SEALs training they would have their medals pinned directly on their chest, with a resounding thump I imagine. Having met a few SEALs I would say it didn't do much to keep them tranquil very long. Come to think of it I don't think I would want to sit still for someone who wanted to stick a needle in me either.
 
  • #2,853
Huckleberry said:
When sailors graduated from their Navy SEALs training they would have their medals pinned directly on their chest, with a resounding thump I imagine. Having met a few SEALs I would say it didn't do much to keep them tranquil very long. Come to think of it I don't think I would want to sit still for someone who wanted to stick a needle in me either.

I don't think it was just SEALs. Wasn't there something in the news a few years back about hazing of cadets that way?
 
  • #2,854
Huckleberry said:
(Why do I suddenly feel like Jerry Lewis?)
You're confused, son. Jerry Lewis was a so-so comedian. Ben and Jerry's is what you're craving.

Huckleberry said:
Hey, I just started my first thread. It was a very satisfying experience, akin to sword polishing. I hope my thread and I have a long, healthy relationship. ("Is science a religion" under general philosophy)
Congrats upon the birth of Huck Jr. I probably won't post upon him, but will check in from time to time in an unclely manner to make sure he's okay. I will give you my answer to his title, though. If you snoop back through the freakazoid thread ('Cosmology...') and either the one about the Pope's death or the Gospel According to Judas or whatever, you'll see that my old man was a preacher. His definition of religion was "one's total response to the whole of life". I take that as my own, by which Science most assuredly is a religion. By that same definition, even I have a religion, which I put down on any form that still has the audacity to ask: Semi-militant atheist. (You can believe whatever you like and I'll discuss it or argue it or totally avoid discussing it at your pleasure without it affecting friendship; if you try to convert me, I will fall on you like a ball of neutronium.)
 
  • #2,855
I don't remember hearing about it, but it wouldn't surprise me. Boys will be boys.

http://www.jour.unr.edu/interactive/hazing/military.htm

They have really toned down that shellback ceremony for the crossing of the equator. I went through it umm, let's see, errr, early 97 I think. Feels like longer than that, but I'm pretty sure that's right. We had just come from the coast of Albania in the Adriatic. We were picking up refugees who were fleeing en masse on tiny fishing boats. One boat even tried to board us :eek: climbing up some rigging for some smaller boats that we had let down to help out other refugees. This was all months, maybe half a year before I heard anything about it in the U.S. press.

Immediately after that we went down to Zaire to evacuate some people. That was just before it became the Democratic Republic of the Congo. We crossed the equator at the 0/0 mark and had a shellback ceremony. 0/0 mark is emerald shellback, 0/180 is diamond shellback, and I think anywhere else is just a shellback.

There was no hitting or kissing of anyone's belly as the site says. It was a humiliating experience but fun too. We did things like four people trying to blow water out of a padeye at once. We walked around in human chains holding the hands inbetween our legs. We wore our clothing inside out and painted big "P" for polywog over it all. We had to crawl through carefully selected garbage, were baptized into shellbackhood and made some speeches or vows or some such to King Neptune. The worst part by far was eating a few teaspoons of cod liver oil and dried cottage cheese. It was fun though and afterwards I threw out my sneakers. I had no hope the stink would ever come out. They were gonners.

Why did I write all that?
Huck
 
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  • #2,856
Huckleberry said:
They have really toned down that shellback ceremony for the crossing of the equator.

Why is it that as soon as you get a group of men together, they turn into the Lord of the Flies boys? :rolleyes:
 
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Moonbear said:
Why is it that as soon as you get a group of men together, they turn into the Lord of the Flies boys? :rolleyes:

Would you have it any other way?

I heard that before the first settlements in the United States there were European men here. Because there were no women the men never formed established settlements. I would call it the Lord of the Flies social construct effect. There's probably a real term for it but I don't know it.

Why do I start so many posts with I heard once, or I read somewhere? I kind of irk myself writing that all the time and feel like I don't really know anything, just have a lot of opinions. Oh well, I guess the only alternative is to not post anything. Some might say that would be the better option

What was the question?
Huck, MoM
 
  • #2,858
Nice first thread you have there Huck.
The men I go hunting with are so use to me{one of the guys}, that they revert to"Lord of the Flys" with in a hour of arriving at camp. I'm thinking it must be genetic.
 
  • #2,859
Lord of the Flies social construct effect = The ability of a group of men when not in the prescence of women to only get as far as "Conch" when trying to rationalize the word "conscious." Note that whoever holds the physical representation of consciousness is the only one allowed to think and speak at the same time. Otherwise any resemblance of organization would immediately break down into its composite parts and men would wander the Earth aimlessly.

(edit)Did I spell that right? How embarrassing would that be. Well, atleast I've already written my excuse into the post. :rolleyes:

Huck MoM
 
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Apparently flexing muscles and other forms of posturing to impress women is inhibitory to this LOTF effect. Unless it's just that they are so used to having women telling them what to do their whole life that they just don't know what to do when there's suddenly no woman around to do that. :biggrin:
 
  • #2,861
Thank you all for the enlightenment. And to think I use to think a group of men was like a pack of wild...
 
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hypatia said:
Nice first thread you have there Huck.
The men I go hunting with are so use to me{one of the guys}, that they revert to"Lord of the Flys" with in a hour of arriving at camp. I'm thinking it must be genetic.

Hey, thanks Hypatia! I'm not sure how it will go over but I hope that the arguments aren't because it wasn't well thought out.

Yeah, I think it is a subconscious thing based on authority and breeding rights. Maybe it is genetic, some throwback to ancient times like the 1950's. I'm curious to see how the role of men will change with the rapidly changing role of women in society. I have a feeling it will be interesting. Could go either way still (greater increase in aggression to compesate, or more of a blending of male and female qualities in both genders).

I think it was Animal Planet I was watching this show about some bird that lives on the Nile river. With the decrease of the crocodile population, their largest predator, the birds began to evolve. The females became larger than the males and began to search for food and bring it back to the nest. The males became smaller and stayed at the nest to keep the eggs warm. I wish I could remember the rationale behind that. Now that I think about it they might have mentioned something about DDT in the episode as well which is still used in many places in Africa because of the high risk of malaria.

Huck MoM
 
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SOS2008 said:
Thank you all for the enlightenment. And to think I use to think a group of men was like a pack of wild...

Some reason you're not finishing the sentence for us? :-p
 
  • #2,864
Moonbear said:
Apparently flexing muscles and other forms of posturing to impress women is inhibitory to this LOTF effect. Unless it's just that they are so used to having women telling them what to do their whole life that they just don't know what to do when there's suddenly no woman around to do that. :biggrin:

Posturing between two males still exists but it is a completely different type of posturing. ie. Who can fart for volume (sound and cubic area), toxicity and duration. Who can urinate for distance. Any competetitive exploit will do, the more physical the better, hence the birth of sports.

When left to our own devices those are the things the stereotypical man is prone to do. A whole different form of posturing is done around women.

Huck MoM
 
  • #2,865
Moonbear said:
Some reason you're not finishing the sentence for us? :-p
:smile: Right. When it is a "fill-in-the-blank" I will indicate this in the future.
 
  • #2,866
Huckleberry said:
Posturing between two males still exists but it is a completely different type of posturing. ie. Who can fart for volume (sound and cubic area), toxicity and duration. Who can urinate for distance. Any competetitive exploit will do, the more physical the better, hence the birth of sports.

Ah, yes, every so often, the men forget there's a woman in their presence and we get a glimpse into that world of male behavior. :smile:
 
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Or a wiff as the case may be
 
  • #2,868
Huckleberry said:
Or a wiff as the case may be

Just how do men manage to accomplish such lethal farts anyway?
 
  • #2,869
Moonbear said:
Just how do men manage to accomplish such lethal farts anyway?
:approve: :biggrin: Were gastrically endowed I suppose, or challenged depending on who's doing the smellin'

Who are you fooling? Women fart too but only in private or around their husband, which is basically the same thing.

Huck MoM
 
  • #2,870
Huckleberry said:
:approve: :biggrin: Were gastrically endowed I suppose, or challenged depending on who's doing the smellin'

Who are you fooling? Women fart too but only in private or around their husband, which is basically the same thing.

Huck MoM

We fart, but they aren't as lethal (hence being able to sneak them without you noticing).

Won't Artman be pleased when he returns and sees what new lows this thread has sunk to? :smile:
 
  • #2,871
Moonbear said:
We fart, but they aren't as lethal (hence being able to sneak them without you noticing).

Let's not go there...

/covers nose
 
  • #2,872
I think all farts smell about the same, and I read somewhere that women (being smaller) do fart somewhat less than men. Also vegetarians have more flatulence than meat-eaters.
 
  • #2,873
Oh, geez, HUCK! *grabs gas mask*
 
  • #2,874
This reminds me of another birthday card--I wanted to get it for MIH. It said something like: "Is it your birthday? I thought those farts smelled like cake"

And to digress further (in the digress thread that it is) I use to work with a girl whose husband would hold her under the blankets and fart. SO romantic.
 
  • #2,875
gah..

*shakes head and leaves*
 
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SOS2008 said:
And to digress further (in the digress thread that it is) I use to work with a girl whose husband would hold her under the blankets and fart. SO romantic.

Thanks, sometimes it's good to be reminded why being single is a good thing! :biggrin:
 
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BicycleTree said:
I think all farts smell about the same, and I read somewhere that women (being smaller) do fart somewhat less than men. Also vegetarians have more flatulence than meat-eaters.

You probably haven't smelled too many farts then. HAve you seen the movie "Sideways"? Farts have a flavor and a texture that can relate to you the overall health and diet of an individual.

Huck MoM
 
  • #2,878
SOS2008 said:
This reminds me of another birthday card--I wanted to get it for MIH. It said something like: "Is it your birthday? I thought those farts smelled like cake"

And to digress further (in the digress thread that it is) I use to work with a girl whose husband would hold her under the blankets and fart. SO romantic.

:smile: :smile: :smile: :smile: :smile: :smile:
Can you imagine that going to divorce court? Could that be considered assault?
 
  • #2,879
Huckleberry said:
BicycleTree said:
I think all farts smell about the same, and I read somewhere that women (being smaller) do fart somewhat less than men. Also vegetarians have more flatulence than meat-eaters.
You probably haven't smelled too many farts then. HAve you seen the movie "Sideways"? Farts have a flavor and a texture that can relate to you the overall health and diet of an individual.

I'm thinking he must be an only child. Maybe he has a sister, but he couldn't have had any brothers if he hasn't been exposed to the finer nuances of fart smells. (Don't worry BT, you haven't missed out on anything worth experiencing. :-p)
 
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I think the reason PF administration decided not to count posts from GD is because of Moonbear. Her spam-o-meter counter would lag the forums
 
  • #2,881
cronxeh said:
I think the reason PF administration decided not to count posts from GD is because of Moonbear. Her spam-o-meter counter would lag the forums

Hey, it's not spam! It might not be high brow, but it is conversation. :-p If they counted GD posts, I'd probably have a post count to rival Russ_Watters'! I just have a serious addiction to this thread. :frown:
 
  • #2,882
now now.. its alright

*hug*

lets go ill make you green tea and we can talk all about your addiction.. *hands over the bunny slippers*

Tell me about your childhood..
 
  • #2,883
cronxeh said:
I think the reason PF administration decided not to count posts from GD is because of Moonbear. Her spam-o-meter counter would lag the forums
how do you pronounce that, anyway? Is it SPAM-O-meter or spam-AH-meter?
 
  • #2,884
awww... thready... what are you doing still up? can't you sleep?
come here, schmoonchkin, I will sing you a little song my grand-mama use to sing to me. She sang it in New Zealandish, but I will translate.

Good night, little thready, lullaby~~
No one here really wants you to die.
if you wake in the night with a thirst~~
don't ask SOS for water- she'll poison it first.

there, now.. sleep tight!
 
  • #2,885
cronxeh said:
now now.. its alright

*hug*

lets go ill make you green tea and we can talk all about your addiction.. *hands over the bunny slippers*

Tell me about your childhood..

*sniffles, rubs eyes* Bunny slippers! I remember my bunnies. :smile: There was Bugsy and Pointsettia, which were my rabbits. They were supposed to be a male and a female, but my parents were a bit challenged when it came to determining the sex of pets they bought for me, so they wound up both being females. Then they decided they'd try to get a male rabbit (they wanted to breed them, though I don't know what plans they had for the baby bunnies since I was too young), and they brought home a really cute black and white rabbit that we named Patches. But they gave that one to my sister. (I didn't like sharing pets with my sister, especially since Patches was the only friendly one that liked being held and petted.) Well, it turns out Patches was a girl bunny too, so there were no baby bunnies to be had, and my parents gave up on buying bunnies.

We then moved onto guinea pigs. My parents were no longer interested in the pet breeding idea, so attempted to get two females, and sure enough, we got a male and a female. There was Muppet and Moppet (hey, I was only 5 when I got to name them). Moppet died, so they bought Moppet II. They were supposed to be kept in separate cages, but I felt sorry for them not being allowed to play together...they really liked playing together. :biggrin: Little did I know that I would start my life of animal breeding at 5 years old. Muppet (thereafter known as Mama) and Moppet II had three baby guinea pigs...a black male with just a white spot on his nose, who I named Spooky (he was my favorite; actually, he was everyone's favorite, just a friendly little thing), an orange and black female that I named Ding (hey, do I have to keep reminding you I was only 5?), and then an all brown one that I wanted to name Dong, but my parents insisted I couldn't name my guinea pigs Ding and Dong, so I went with the rather bland name Cocoa. Poor Cocoa grew up to resent his boring name and turned bad. We had to give him away because he kept fighting with his brother and kept biting me when I tried to play with him.

Oh, I forgot the parakeets. I had blue parakeets (as far back as I can remember, we had a parakeet). They were named Tiny. :rolleyes: Yep, all of them. Then, one day Tiny got sick and went to the vet and came back as a green parakeet! :bugeye: It was the medicine they gave him, uh huh, that's what my mommy told me. :approve: I eventually learned that my mommy lied to me about a lot of things like that. Santa Claus was a big lie, and so was the Easter Bunny and even the Tooth Fairy! :frown: Is it any wonder I wound up so messed up as an adult, with all those lies my mommy told me as a child! :cry:
 
  • #2,886
Math Is Hard said:
awww... thready... what are you doing still up?

...don't ask SOS for water- she'll poison it first.
:smile: Whoo-whoa hold on there. I've been afraid I might become the greatest thread killer of all time. But I don't want to be a killer--really I don't. :cry:

And now we return to the next episode of "PF Couch"

Moonbear said:
They were supposed to be a male and a female (they wanted to breed them...
Are you sure?
Moonbear said:
They were supposed to be kept in separate cages, but I felt sorry for them not being allowed to play together...they really liked playing together. :biggrin: Little did I know that I would start my life of animal breeding at 5 years old.
Uh-hum, and an interest in sex as well?
Moonbear said:
...I wanted to name Dong, but my parents insisted I couldn't...
Thank goodness there was some supervision on this one.

Maybe we can find some more green tea. Thanks for the night-nite story. :biggrin:
 
  • #2,887
5 year olds make the coolest pet names. I remember my first pet. It was a grey and brown striped cat. Looked something like a calico. My sister and I had the responsibility to name him. I went first (cause I was older :rolleyes: ) and decided on Charlie. My sister, who was 4 or 5 at the time decided on Chin. So we called him Charlie Chin. He was the bestestest cat ever. The only cat I ever knew who would come when you called him. He took his time about it, but he always came over. Somebody ran over him one day and I saw my father digging a hole by a stone near the road.

Huck MoM
 
  • #2,888
Huckleberry said:
I went first (cause I was older :rolleyes: ) and decided on Charlie. My sister, who was 4 or 5 at the time decided on Chin. So we called him Charlie Chin.
Cool name for a cat! When I was 5, it never occurred to me to give a pet a people name. But I like how you gave your cat two names. Very cute.

Somebody ran over him one day and I saw my father digging a hole by a stone near the road.

:cry: That's such a sad story! :cry:
 
  • #2,889
Yeah, I was upset for a long time about Mr. Chin. Just a few months ago I passed the place I used to live then and I saw where the rock was. It's not there anymore but I remember the place. The first thing I thought was "That's where Charlie Chin is."

That cat made a strong impression on me. We had several pets later and some of them didn't even get names. They never really imprinted on me. I don't know if it was because I was getting older or if Charlie Chin was just an awesome cat. I prefer to think as Charlie Chin as an awesome cat. It seems to give his memory more meaning to me.

Huck MoM
 
  • #2,890
Moonbear said:
We fart, but they aren't as lethal (hence being able to sneak them without you noticing).

Won't Artman be pleased when he returns and sees what new lows this thread has sunk to? :smile:
I just can't believe this! Poor little Franzbear! the lanquage that he is being subjected to.



So, did you hear about the old lady that went to the doctor and told him, "Doctor, I keep passing gas. Now, they don't smell bad and they are silent but it happens all the time."

The doctor said, "Here are some pills, take these and come back to me in a week."

A week later the lady came back and said, "Doctor, I took those pills and they don't work. I'm still passing gas, they're still silent, but now it smells awful!"

The doctor said, "Okay, we've corrected your sinus problem; now let's see what we can do about your hearing." :-p
 
  • #2,891
Geez, it just isn't safe to turn my back on you lot for a second, is it? I think that this is going to hurt my typing fingers. (Here Lucy...)

Artman said:
wearing your poofy hat while you resurrected it?
Did the term 'poofy hat' even exist back when you went bareheaded, or is there a correlation? :rolleyes:

Moonbear said:
Perhaps you should get your wife to volunteer over there
It would probably cramp his style having her so close, but I would be interested in meeting her... (purely from an anthropological perspective, of course).

SOS2008 said:
I don't know if it's okay to swoop upon a fellow minion
Please...

hypatia said:
The men I go hunting with
With or for?

Huckleberry said:
Who can fart for volume (sound and cubic area), toxicity and duration. Who can urinate for distance.
Just make sure not to combine them. Those liquid farts are the worst!

Moonbear said:
Just how do men manage to accomplish such lethal farts anyway?
Practise, baby... lots of practise. (And a carefully selected diet. It's the only possible reason to eat brocolli.)

SOS2008 said:
This reminds me of another birthday card--I wanted to get it for MIH. It said something like: "Is it your birthday? I thought those farts smelled like cake"
:smile: :smile: Just be damned careful with the candles...

SOS2008 said:
And to digress further (in the digress thread that it is) I use to work with a girl whose husband would hold her under the blankets and fart. SO romantic.
That 'mistake' of mine that married my best friend, after living with him for over a year, wanted to have him put in his wedding vows that he wouldn't do that any more.

Moonbear said:
Cool name for a cat! When I was 5, it never occurred to me to give a pet a people name. But I like how you gave your cat two names. Very cute.
I'm not going to, at this point, say anything about my first favourite cat. The last one before Lucy, I bought from the Calgary animal shelter when he was 10 years old. His favourite thing was to run up my body and wrap himself around my neck like a stole. That's how I carried him. He'd stay there for hours. The only problem was that if he started to slip, I'd have holes in my shoulders for a week. He was a tortoise-shell. I hate Siamese cats only because their voices are so annoying. This sucker was 16 pounds, and turned out to have a Siamese voice in proportion to his size. And he never shut up. All bloody day and half the night hollering for no reason at all. My mother named him 'Dingbat McBeth'. 'Dingbat' from the Gilbert and Sullivan song about 'Dingbat the singing cat; he sang so loud that he sang flat', and 'McBeth' from the Shakespeare quote that 'McBeth murders sleep'. He died almost exactly on his 20th birthday, and, good little atheist that I am, I talked to him for 2 hours while I buried him in his favourite sweater and Kitty Litter.
Lucy, incidentally, is the only cat I've ever known who has absolutely no idea what 'kitty' means, but answers to her name.

Artman said:
So, did you hear about the old lady that went to the doctor... ... let's see what we can do about your hearing." :-p
:smile: :smile: :smile:
I don't have the energy or eyesight to proof this, so pardon any typos.
 
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  • #2,892
I shoot a 510 for deer..and a few beer cans
 
  • #2,893
hypatia said:
I shoot a 510 for deer..and a few beer cans
My buddy used to drive a 510; I never knew it could be converted to a weapon. :rolleyes:

Okay, that was pretty lame. That sort of sounds like a Mossberg number, but I don't see it in my catalogues (they're from the 70's). 12 gauge? Rifle? RPG? :confused:
 
  • #2,894
Wow, this thread hasn't gotten very far since last night. I was sure that since I wasted so much time in the biology forum this morning...erm...maybe wasted isn't the right word :rolleyes:...that I'd find pages of new posts waiting for me here.

C'mon slackers, stop sitting on your hands and get to typing! :biggrin:
 
  • #2,895
You think Danger is upset he wasn't present for all the fart jokes?

Danger, that cat sounds awesome. I'm not sure it is a cat though. It could have been an unfortunate parrot the way it sits on your shoulder and sings.

Huck MoM
 
  • #2,896
Moonbear said:
Wow, this thread hasn't gotten very far since last night. I was sure that since I wasted so much time in the biology forum this morning...erm...maybe wasted isn't the right word :rolleyes:...that I'd find pages of new posts waiting for me here.

C'mon slackers, stop sitting on your hands and get to typing! :biggrin:
You're disappointed at few new posts?

I think that by now everyone has fully abandoned the idea of killing the thread.
 
  • #2,897
BicycleTree said:
You're disappointed at few new posts?

I think that by now everyone has fully abandoned the idea of killing the thread.
It seems she's more interested in duelling&swordplay at the moment.
 
  • #2,898
Danger said:
I don't have the energy or eyesight to proof this, so pardon any typos.
But your sinuses and hearing are okay now? :biggrin:
 
  • #2,899
I have very bad news.. sniff

today my dear Sharp Zaurus SL-5000D PDA has suffered a Massive Pixel Loss (MPL) on its beautiful 3.5" screen. I'm currently in a state of shock and despair. Please pray for my little Zaurus and hope the service center in Texas where the screen services will be held next week will take a good care of it. I'm hoping to get a replacement LCD screen for under $150, but you never know. This is a truly sad day in cronxville :frown:

AAGH! WHY! WHY MY LITTLE ZAURUS! :cry:
 
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  • #2,900
arildno said:
It seems she's more interested in duelling&swordplay at the moment.
...And swashbuckling.

(I left my swash unbuckled once and it ended up down around my knees.) :biggrin:
 

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