
Originally Posted by
Bowser
I am killing Bowser today. I really see no point. I have posted nonsense on this Board and its' 3 or 4 predecessors for, Jesus, I think it's been over 20 years.
I am actually a pretty quiet guy, moderate drinker, good driver and loyal husband and father, know nothing about extradition treaties, never had a hot oil message and avoid hot tubs for sanitary reasons . . . pretty much the opposite of "Bowser".
Have had a lot of fun over the years but that has changed. I don't get much of a charge out of being the GUB version of Al Czervik. Some of you are good friends and always will be . . . even though there are a number of you good friends whom I've never met in person. I appreciate those of you who seem to have actual basketball knowledge. I sure as hell don't. I have the distinct feeling some of you "are really not that into me." I got no problem with that. To each his, her or whatever own. That's your deal.
No matter. I wish you all well. Even the pearl clutchers and window lickers.
Because there is at least one thing on which we all agree: Go Zags.
Your Pal, Bowser
PS: In the unlikely event I actually find my paper print out of Surfmonkey's classic "How to Make a Burrito", I will send it to one of you dweebs so you can post it for old time's sake.
Somewhere in the PNW in an assisted living center Jane Austen is peeing in her depends. She is no doubt remembering and thinking about the Bowser that used to throw empty beer bottles at his back fence. As somebody famous once said "I'm gonna miss me when I'm gone". RIP my friend.
Birddog
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.