Dr_Flash_Amazing

Ben, Dan, and Jughead: The Axis of

Hmm ... maybe if we stop solving all our problems with bombs?

Hopefully one day you'll wake up from your brainwashed blind-nationalist stupor.

Dr. Flash Amazing must now you the

Dude, Hell looks hella hellish.

Top-shelf rejoinder, there, PBS-boy.

Quite so ...

Looks like someone's a little testy about being strung out on legal dope, hmmm?

Keep tryin'.

Well, THAT's certainly not new information.

You can get them for less money than that. Anyway, you're fuckin' lazy!

What, Trask, you got a problem with rice? You some kinda riceist, is that it?

Whoah! Holy conundrum, Dru-man! Like, sport climbers don't wear gaiters and plastic boots, but mountaineering tradsters don't wear tights and use cell phones! Good gracious!

No, just in the chalkbags of visiting Canucks!

Awww ... that message board is new, fresh, and unsullied by the tawdry ramblings of uncouth, office-bound malcontents. Unlike certain other message boards, which have not so much jumped the shark as are jump-roping the shark.

Probably so, Trask. You're way more of a fart smeller than a smart feller.

You're kidding!

Hold on, DFA needs to finish crying before he can construct an appropriate response ... Oh, you people are so cruel ... so cruel ...

What's wrong, Trask? Something wrong with the results of nuclear war? Don't worry, it was probably just some stupid kid.

Dr. Flash Amazing was chastising you all for flirting with one another like a bunch of wanton harlots. Perhaps now you need to be chastised for whining like a little girl?

Why? Are you now learning not to shit yourself as well, old man?

wrong movie DFA... that was 16 cadles It was a reference to Ms. Ringwald, not 'PIP'.

But in the morning Trask discovers ...

The roof! The roof! The roof is on fire! Burn, motherfucker, burn!