O MY GOD!!!!!
You guys won't believe what just happened. I wonder myself if it was a dream or some crazy acid flashback with pasley ice cream dripping all over naked people having sex in a swimming pool. What? O ya.
You won't believe this but I swear it's true. It's true just like when you eat a plain peanut butter sandwich you wish there was like blackberry or strawberry jam on it or at least a coke or some milk to drink or a banana. I was at work, see, typing, and doing little desk-work crap when these two big men both wearing brown suits walked in.
They stood on either side of me and said, in harmony mind you, "Come with us." I looked at each one and their eyes were all red like a machine. I got up and the three of us started walking down the hall, out the door, around the corner, up the street, over there, along the way, through the worst of it, beside the river, and into the woods. I was scared all right. I was scared like a cat in a paper boat.
They make me sit down on the grass and started asking questions. Funny questions like have I ever eaten dinner without any food, or what is the size of air. They asked me if I have ever posted to tread on a message board called "Are you the winner????"
I lied. "Good, we say," they said in unison. "From the time of now until the time of the end, not one is to post anymore to thread called "Are you the winner????" on a message board. If someone does post to tread on a message board called "Are you the winner????" thereby keeping it going on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, then they will suffer bad awful stuff the likes of which we cannot speak." Then they did some sort of chicken dance and disappeared. Just before leaving, they told me to warn everyone.

WARNING!!!!! Do not post to this thread. I and warning every one to let what you now read be the final posting on this tread. Do it for your safety. Do it for your family. Do it for little Tracy and little Billy with the extra finger. Please. Please. Please.

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