Minister Of Silly Walks
Posts: 213
(7/27/04 8:30 pm) Reply
Re: I Was Sent...
Welcome to the board! Hope to see you around. Tell all your friends.
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NiwiKaiha Black Knight
Posts: 128
(7/28/04 7:02 pm) Reply
Re: I Was Sent...
Yes, welcome!
The one who thinks he is the owner of this board has a thing about welcoming people, already made up a standard line and all. I let him do this because it saves me the welcoming of the new guests. Did he take your coat, offer you Bavarian sausages, slap his thighs, hit you with a herring and throw the guitar out the window yet?
On the other forum it is more or less customary to give each new person 5 things from Niwi's special list. Might be a nice thing to introduce 'ere. What's your opinion on this, mart130.14159265359?
Minister Of Silly Walks
Posts: 215
(7/28/04 10:53 pm) Reply
Re: I Was Sent...
You are welcome to welcome anyone you want. I think it would be a nice touch. It is not all standard, I have added the "tell all of your friends" section now!
Re: I Was Sent...
And as welcoming gifts for our friend exaviour02, we have:
- A fairy costume
- A magic wand
- Sand
- Herring with whipped cream (all you can eat)
- A boomerang that doesn't come back (so a piece of wood, but a very interesting one)
Re: I Was Sent...
Herring with whipped cream (all you can eat)
Well, at least the bit Cherithh left behind...
Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you court your men They're like a star on a summer morning They first appear and then they're gone They'll tell to you some loving story And they'll make you think that they love you well And away they'll go and court some other And leave you there in grief to dwell
Re: I Was Sent...
well, usually all I have is sardines and marichino cherries... so, herring is a special treat.
Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you court your men They're like a star on a summer morning They first appear and then they're gone They'll tell to you some loving story And they'll make you think that they love you well And away they'll go and court some other And leave you there in grief to dwell