The RR Techman Vigil thread got me to thinking about how I'd like to be remembered here. I'll have to get Mrs. Plow to post a thread here to inform all of you about my untimely passing (at age 98, from heart failure due to strenuous sex while skydiving). I'd like, in lieu of flowers, that Mrs. A starts another boob thread in my honor (seeing that this will be 60 years into the future, it will probably be the least popular thread in WF history). Also, I'd like that someone would spam up the RR with useless parodies of my memorial thread on the anniversary of my death. A nice memorial banner would also be nice, maybe something with tits & ass. Finally, maybe we could get this entered as low:, since I'll probably never get one named after me while I'm alive. How would you like to be remembered here?
I doubt if WF would know if I died, either. People would just think I was gone away on another extended trip, and be expecting pictures of exotic places when I got back. Then, after enough months had gone by, some might try to contact me by e-mail or PM, not get an answer, and be left with questions. About the only one who could go beyond that would be T'Bonz who could give my wife a call and find out. Could you do that, Bonz? If I disappear completely for too long, could you call my wife for news? And then post a huge long explanation here, with pictures, diagrams, references to history, sociology, theology, epistemology, and a bunch of other such subjects, that sounds really profound but is totally incomprehensible to just about everyone? Thanks. That's how I would like to be remembered. (P.S. That's the very first time I've ever used that smilie!)
And no one will know what has happened to me - I'm the only one who in my family who posts here. is all you will say at my disappearance.
Hopefully by the time I'm gone this place will have extended into its own country, and you'll have a worldwide kegger rave to celebrate my memory.
Somehow I don't think T'Bonz will have the patience to write one of your encyclopedic posts, Async. ( Especially if she's expected to write a separate post for every single one of your 'critters ) Maybe you'd better go ahead and write most of it out now, then save a copy and send her a copy. That way you'll know that the right things are said and she won't have to strain herself and her keyboard emulating your posting style.
After what happened this morning, I made a point of asking daughter to let this place know if anything happens to me. She looked at me and said, 'what, in 40 or 50 years time? ' ' No, dear, just if I wind up under a bus, or your dad drives us into a tree, or something'. Anyhoo, she said she'd do it.
When I go at the ripe old age of 203 years I want WFers to start bar brawls in my memory. Lots of drunken bar brawls
Don't worry, when all that's left of the world are cockroaches, radiation, wordforge and lurkers, I'll still be around, keeping all your memories intact in eternal vigil.
Only my girlfriend and a couple of my close friends have any idea that I post on a board and none know enough about it to come on here and post a message saying I'd snuffed it. But lets face it, the above is the case for the majority of poster's on a message board and if most of us went the way of the dodo it would just seem like we'd decided to stop posting.
When I die, I want it to be on my 100th birthday, in my beach house on Maui, and I want my husband to be so upset he has to drop out of college - Roz Doyle
When I die, wifey will likely get on here and let you know about it. Be gentle with her. She'll likely be extremely pissed because she doesn't get anything until my ashes have flown into space.
Baba, you can rest easy in the fact NOBODY will forget you or your love of lipstick lesbians. The Church of Baba will make sure of that.
To be quite honest, if I were to pass on, I'm not exactly sure that anyone here would ever notice that I had stopped posting.
I will personally HAUNT anyone who can't troll my death in an amusing and creative manner. (hint, registering the username zombie missmanners may be slighly amusing to those with a single digit IQ, but hardly creative) mm
Who the hell are you? I'd like to be remembered for the awesome nature of my death, being crushed by a runaway semi driven by the Incredible Hulk.
If I die, I'll start a thread about it in the RR directly afterwards. And I'll continue haunting the board. And who can say whether that hasn't already happened? BOO! To get rid of me, you lot will have to ban me. But you already know that.
Well there's a few people around here that would know what had happened and would post something. I'd want everyone to fuck someone close to them (either emotionally, or because they're sitting near each other when the thread was read) and dedicate your orgasms to me. Yes, that includes both Dan and Diacanu - if I have to die to get you laid then at least some good comes out of it!
Eh, you'd find out somehow. Hopefully, it'd be a national news event. Anyhoo, I want someone to upload my old voice clips, and for everyone to play 'em, and cry until they puke. And then bump that skit I did of crying til I puke from listening to "wildfire", and laugh until they puke. And then bump and reread Heck Backlash and Harry Hembock because those were the good ones. Then, I dunno, drink til you puke I guess. Just so long as there's puking. Or you could ka-ka or pee.
I'll put your rendition of "Big Fuckin' Chicken" on continuous loop while nailing the Mrs., all-the-while thinking "There but for the grace of God go I."
I would like: 1) My collective posts used to spam up government servers all across the world (except Sweden). 2) A eulogy written by Diacanu. On roofies. 3) The White Room to finally be reopened in my honour, newly furbished with full movie-streaming capability and possibly even a macro to operate a USB-controlled robot fist to give users a handjob/fingering as preferred. None of this counts if one of you f**kers kills me, though.
My wife would let you know if I kicked off. You could remember me just by lightening up a little on some of teh dramas that flood this place.
My wife knows I post here, but I'm quite certain she wouldn't think to notify anyone here of my demise. Wouldn't ever cross her radar screen. And she'd be too busy dealing with all the arrangements, and moving her new BF into the house anyway... Guess I'll have to have my brother notify you all when he comes over to de-porn my computer!