Make up an outrageous lie about the previous poster (archive)

WriterWho hopes that her good deeds in this lifetime will allow her to come back next life as a fence post.

^ SLSabovitch hopes to be the paint on the post.

WriterWho's dream is to paint a nude portrait of George Clooney's grandfather.

SLSabovitch is George Clooney's grandfather.

DJ doesn't paint nudes... he paints nude.

iLion would rather get paint all over his clothes, what a weirdo.

DJ is what I like to call fashion-deaf.

CR has just finished his autobiography. It's called, Captain Ryan... The Man Behind the Mask With the Beard Under the Hat In the Cape With the Moustache).

iLion has a cape with a mustache too. He keeps telling it to shave, but the cape thinks a bit of facial hair gives it a debonair look, almost like Errol Flynn.

Drachen Jager thinks his horn impresses the ladies.

*coughs* *snickers* *straight face*

(Watch out for the magical cupcake poo girls)

You remember your dog that went missing when you were six? How you cried and cried for days, but the poor animal was never to be found?

Well, WriterWho stole your dog. So your difficulty in finding love in an adult relationship can pretty much all be blamed on her.

Drachen Jager often retaliates against WriterWho's antics.

Drachen Jager has now taken his dance "Boom, Shaka-laka" revenge on her cat. It's currently missing. WriterWho's finger is now pointed directly at Drachen Jager, her bottom lip firmly stuck out.

He merely laughs. "Steal my Spot, Whiskers is history." Pause. "BOOM SHAKA-LAKA!"

WriterWho was so disappointed that she didn't get a prize when she reached 1,000 posts, she cried for 2.5 hours.

Lavern has shelves on her house filled with trophies, from all manner of artistic and sporting activities.

She even has one for buying the most trophies at garage sales.

^ Drachen Jager's face is often planted - stuck - on her window, drooling while staring at all the trophies.

He wants . . . just . . . one . . .

WriterWho believes that the Mayans were right: The world did end on December 21, 2012.

SLSabovitch uses black paintballs on her white house after her partner forgot their anniversary. Jumping around the property, she pulls the trigger on her paintball gun again and again. She points to it when she's through, grinning widely, exclaiming, "Honey, it's your very own dog house!"

Ever since WriterWho was old enough to read, The Very Hungry Caterpillar to herself, she's wanted to be an author.

It's been two weeks. So far, so good, right WW?

Drachen Jager is WriterWho's number one fan.

He sings, "WriterWho! WriterWho! You so, so, so awesome! WriterWho! WriterWho! You, you, so awesome!" He follows with a cartwheel and a toe touch.

Impressive.

WriterWho suffers from a rare form of Tourette Syndrome in which she can only speak in full Shakespearean monologues. Everyone in the office avoids saying, "Good morning," unless they have an unpleasant meeting they're trying to avoid.

SLSabovich has William Shatner's likeness tattooed on one cheek of her buttocks and Leonard Nemoy on the other. She likes to hold her ass out and wiggles her cheeks to make them fight, interjecting lines like, "Two-hundred quatloos on the newcomer!" and her own music, buda bah bah bah bah bah budda ba ba, bum bum bum bum.

It's quite the show.

^ Drachen Jager has two pigs tattooed on his arm. When he flexes his bicep a certain way, "they be porking".

(I actually saw a guy with a tattoo like this once. I think he was seriously proud of his tat. I could only nod. Mumble, "That's nice.")

WriterWho is trying to be modest, she's actually completely turned on by that tattoo.

DJ doesn't need to be turned on to pork a pig.

FlyingTart's favorite saying is, "Ten prunes a day keeps the laxatives away!"