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He actually has to stay clear for a couple of years now before he can be considered cured. Here's hoping he manages it. Stage 4 is a ball suck.

Luuv was registered to the boards in 2003 and became a Mod fairly early on in those insane Prospero days of Hockey Chicken and Buddha. His name was changed from his original which even he once said he couldn't remember anymore. He did have a hidden User account but pretty much never used it past actually making it, he preferred that people see the Mod around in order to be there for people. Whether those people wanted him around or not. Luuv was there during the fast early times, the insane times of the Mad Lab riots and death threats, the slow times as the boards were neglected more and more, and the stagnant times of nodebb trying to keep things upbeat or at least less kill-kill than the mobs wanted. He was a cheerleader for virtually all the programs offered by [as] and even when there were ones that he admitted were less than great, he still found something of worth to say about them. And he always had something to say about the worth of the community he was a part of. That we all mattered in our own ways. He proved that in so many ways both little and big from constant attempts to get the Admins to check things and doing what he could on his end to the night he and some other board members spent desperately preventing a suicide attempt in real life. Luuv was a writer both on the boards and off. His name was and will continue to be for some time associated with the dreaded Wall o' Text. It was one of his quirks. It was also one of his ways of letting the person know they were worth that time and effort. It wasn't always easy to see in the heat of a banning but he didn't have to do it. He could have left people swinging. Instead, Wall o' Text because you, the person who screwed up, were still worth the effort. There were personality clashes but in the end, he always tried to be fair, maintain as level a head as possible under the given circumstances, and give as much information as he could whenever he could. Luuv will be missed by his co-workers, his friends in the various entertainment circles he was familiar to, any remaining living relatives that may still yet be out there, and a vast internet family that dates from about the mid-90's on through this month. His loss ripples ever outwards. The only thing we can do is attempt to be that which he always felt was possible in us. To be unique, to be creative, to be literate [you kind of had to be after all], and to be aware that even if you are all alone posting on your computer, you aren't posting into a void. Someone is out there reading your words.

I have no words right now. Please know that I've passed on this info to [as] / WS at this time along with a request that if anyone there has any possible info on how to contact his family that they should please do so as soon as possible. It's a long shot on that end but at least it's another attempt.

And that's when you find out they are

Lies and slanders. The best way to eat pocky is alone so all the pocky is yours. Duh. NO SHARING!

Nope nope nope. Denied. The last time I saw him on a tinychat, he was a fetus in a stocking cap. All the nopes. ::spin::

Everything.

Yeah, I call shenanigans. inuyashaboy05[/member] is a god damn fetus. No way he's all marrieds with spawn.

My brothers would follow me all over the place when we were little. Then again, they scored points for tattling. My little sister spent maybe half the school year once wearing nothing but baggy shirts and leggings and carrying around my last book.

You don't chew the milk. Kefir is another version of it so just be aware if you do try goat stuff. I got kefir by mistake once thinking it was the same thing but it's more like trying to down a glass full of go-gurt. >

Well, after getting coffees. I need mah spaz juice.

Have you ever tried goat milk or goat kefir? Some people who have issues with cow milk can digest goat milk. The kefir is an acquired taste though, you need to be willing to chew your drink [found out the hard way ].

I'd ask you about your credit score because coffeecoffeecoffee and then bike through the drive-through of the coffee shop and tell them to charge it all to the dude sitting in the corner staring out the window. >

Not if I was trolling the ever loving crap out of you. <.< >.> :catP

It's me. All hail DethKlok. :catsmile

Gawd damn it. By 'pure gene pool' , they must mean everyone is named and related to someone named Gene. I'd say I hear banjos playing but that's assuming they all have enough functional fingers to strum a banjo.

Alpha Centauri Neutrino Location. Just say '42' . It's always 42.

I posted in here so that's a couple of balloons right off the bat. Gunstarhero is 5 kittens so that's 35 itty bitty kitty titties in a row. Even fuggs' sandbags count for something. All the titties!

Female kittens. :catgrin

Nothing? We learned your dental hygienist has sexually assaulted your shoulders at least twice with her upper front butt. North food vs South food : the good, the bad, the RUN! IT'S GRITS! Sandstone found out GunStarHero is a chick. The various current locations of some of the members here and where they were before. Those are the highlights at least. :D

Tangent threads are best threads.

Oh no you don't. You don't get to claim completely the horror of grits in the name of the south! My great-grandparents ate that yucky crap and they were both Old Country. Apparently it was like something equally gross they both had growing up in Sweden and Norway respectively. Grits was instant kid-repellent. You saw it, you ran.

They used one on my neck when I cracked my skull because all the muscles had seized up and anyone physically touching my neck would have just set me off. Felt like a bunch of little spiders crawling under my skin. S: It worked at least but I didn't care for the feeling.

Oh WalMart. This isn't how you combat the viral pics of WalMartians you attract.

Went to work, took a nap, cleared my e-mails, came here. Later it will be anime watching while working on plaster castings.