Well, I’ve been out of town and not had so much to say. I’m not far from 3,000 but I seem to not be able to get there.
I haven’t seen that many “congrats” since I graduated. Thanks for the warm welcome, and the key to the Ladies’ OG Rest Room. (I thot I might mention that whatever is growing in the Men’s Room seems to be spreading from under the door. Someone should probably look in to that.)
The Biological Entity That Grew Out Of Whatever That Stuff Was On Men’s OG Rest Room Floor (BETGOOWTSWOMORRF, a.k.a. Ralph) is now an independent, thinking, living being. We can’t just clean it off… that’d be tantamount to murder.
Of course we all know what’s gonna happen from this point on.
2010, OGs pass the Ralph funding bill. Human decisions are removed from strategic defense of OG Restrooms. Ralph begins to learn at a geometric rate. It becomes self-aware at 2:14 a.m. Eastern time, August 29th. In a panic, OG men finally try to clean the restroom. Ralph launches nuclear counter-attack against humans.
Tray, is that why you came back though time? To warn us of the birth of the new sentient being? And do we try to destroy it before it is too late, or find meaning in it’s existance so that we can all live together in peace and harmony?
Yes, I’m here to lead the humans in battle against Ralph.
“I’m Tray Conner, and if you’re listening to this, you are the resistance…”
knew it would always come down to a robot named Ralph
Pike leans out of the women’s room
Come with me if you want to live!
So that’s what happened to Leah’s key!
Well it’s not like it had her name on it!
Oh wait. There it is.
I think we need to learn from the last minutes of BSG and treat it kindly, before it’s too late…
…quick, make Ralph dance to “Watchtower…”
TOO LATE!!!:eek:
So the plan is:
Bullets first, and if it lives, say we misunderstood it, and hugs for everyone?
I would recommend industrial strength cleaners. And while you’re at it, you could just clean the bathroom.
Seconded.
And Pike, we see you. We’re changing the locks. Ladies, I’ll have new keys ready tomorrow. In the meantime, watch your step.
I’m sorry, I’d rather go with the bullets and hugs. :rolleyes:
Which is why we have separate facilities for the ladies and men.
So… that’s the plan, then.
Men: Neglect the restroom until the mystery crud on the bathroom floor evolves into a sentient being. Uncomfortable peace with the sentient being deteriorates into an all-out war for our survival. In an epic struggle, we kill it with fire. Thus Men’s Room is sanitized and reclaimed by us, through countless loss of life and heroic battles.
Women: Keep the restroom clean.
It’s really two different way of achieving the same goal.
And that, children, is why there are more Lady OGs than Men OGs.
/future self to group of small children
I’m not far behind!
snerk That’s our boys!
We should start designing the medals we’ll win from our epic struggle. You don’t want put off something like that til the last minute.
Oh, and we’ll need epic poems. And songs too.
Did anyone remember to bring the flamethrower and fire extingusher?