Dear Penthouse Letters:
It was a dark and stormy night in upstate New York...![]()
I'm not sure whether I should be amused, disturbed, or slightly turned on.
Brilliant.

Dear Penthouse Letters:
It was a dark and stormy night in upstate New York...![]()
Looks like an alien invasion!Not quite the same, but done!![]()
Trekker!! Go to your room!! Wait..no go in public, so you keep your hands off yourself.
So you're 30-something right, haven't you figured this out yet?
RAMA
That's how I've heard it should go.Dear Penthouse Letters:
I never thought I'd be writing, but
Dear Penthouse Letters:
It was a dark and stormy night in upstate New York and the heat from the summer evening hung like cheap curtains in a badly written B movie over the dreary little town. I grabbed a fresh bottle of Stewart's Sodium Free Seltzer and headed for the computer in the bedroom. Soon, the cool indigo glow of TrekBBS' login screen filled the room. My hands shook slightly as I typed in my username "Spock's Nads" and password "d00ki3". Yeah baby, it's me. My heartbeat quickened as the List of Forums slowly and seductively came into view.
Eagerly taking in all the sweaty forums and erect thread titles, I gazed from one topic to another, feverishly. I had to post and post soon. It had been a while and the anticipation was incredible. "Welcome 'Spock's Nads'." the TrekBBS beckoned in a low, husky san-serif voice. "You r0xx0r's teh big111111!!!" I mumbled, awkwardly. I felt dizzy as I reached for my excited mouse. Tenderly, I clicked on the Miscellaneous forum, 35 users viewing, must be a hot night. Running my eyes all over the TrekBBS' tight little fonts, I scanned the threads in Misc, hunting for the perfect thread for my desires.
"C'mon baby, post to me!" the TrekBBS moaned, and exposed a bulbous UGO logo.
"Soon, love, soon." I whispered.
There it was. The perfect thread. With shaking hands, I clicked on "What color are farts?" posted by Jay's Son. Oh my, this was going to be quick. I eagerly feasted on the delightfully hideous original post and devoured the subsequent replies all full of![]()
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, nibbling gently of course. Oh! Oh! Fireworks were going off in my head as I got to the end of the thread, my mind filled with post-lust. "Yeah! Post it! POST IT!
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Oohhhhh! Click on my ads!" the TrekBBS screamed, writhing passionatly under my mouse-hand as I sweatily composed my reply, rubbing the bold tags to perfection. "Unhhh..." I gurgled, then clicked 'Reply'. The TrekBBS gave out a small PM of pleasure, it's envelope flashing rhythmically. With moist fingers I feverishly typed out "Green or Brown. I suppose. I dunno. Meh." as my reply. I slowly neared the hot throbbing 'Submit' button. The TrekBBS gasped.
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" yelled the TrekBBS, it's fonts glistening with sweat. "Unhhhhh...." I mumbled. My cursor swirled around the quivering 'Cancel' button, flicking at it gently. "Stop teasing me! Post me! POST ME HARD!
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" the TrekBBS growled. With short clicks, I hit 'Submit' posting hard. "Unhhhhh..." The TrekBBS shuddered in ecstasy. "mmmphhhfff
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!!!".
Later, with my head resting on the keyboard, the azure glow from TrekBBS awash on my face, I knew I could never go home again.![]()
You're doing it wrong.I mean, you just notified, you sit back and let out a sigh because you got it all done and out of the way and you're sitting there with a big mess in your hands.
Oh, yeah, using the wrong Password can definitely get you a "Page Not Found."Whatever you do, DON'T FORGET THE PASSWORD! You could strain something.^ especially when I've been logged in a good while.
Yeah, my whole post was directed at Flukie.Edit: Sorry, I thought you were referring to the title of this thread, not the one in Flukie's post. My bad.
Anyway, that little bit was just Flukie having an affectionate pop at the sort of threads Jayson creates. And even so, it's hardly the point of the post.
I'd have said "Blue", by the way. It's as good an answer as any.
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