what?

what.

no

Just been alone over in irc a loooong, looong time.

oh right. Don't know what to tell you there.

I can't comment further but let's just say that the IRC ops are aware of the issue.

He introduced himself to me. James Roe from Clemson SC.

I've been having a chat with my happy toes. "Hello Mr Lefty-toe" I say and then I wiggle my big left toe and say in a deep voice "Hello Dodgy, how are you today?" and I say "I'm fine, thank you for asking Mr Lefty-toe." And then I say "How are you Mrs Lefty-toe?" and I wiggle my second left toe and say in a high voice "I'm fine thank you Dodgy" and I say "And you look lovely and smiley today". "Thank you Dodgy" she says. And then I wiggle my middle left toe and say "Don't forget about me!" and then I say, "No of course I haven't forgotten about you Master Lefty-toe." Anyway, you get the idea.

So you know, it is possible to have a very interesting conversation on your own.

*whistles. backs slowwwly out of the thread*

I want to know what the last two toes said! Or did they get chopped off in a bizarre caber-tossing accident?

*starts looking for sharpie to draw on toes for shout-outs*

Well Miss Lefty-toe is shy, and of course Baby Lefty-toe just gurgles and stuff.

Stop talking to them. They have to go to the market to get roast beef for the middle toe!

Oh man, I'm totally up for toe shoutouts. I kind of like my toes.

(Inasmuch as it's possible to like one's own toes, that is.)

(Not that I have an autotarsal fetish or anything.)

(Because that would just be weird.)