Holy Fuck

[CanadianGuitarist]

4,000. I'm drunk.

 

That is all.

[Sideburnious]

Are you drunk in honour of the 4000 mark?

[Slayer]

[CanadianGuitarist]

Not even a fucking little. But good memory.

 

Edit: Not really. There is a little aura of celebration, but not enough to drink for.

[Slayer]

Not even a fucking little?

[CanadianGuitarist]

No, not even a fucking little. Notice the "I'm 21-and-can't-quite-grow-the-Droz" beard/stache combo.

 

I take back the good memory thing. You have a fucking exceptional memory. You seemingly pulled that out of nowhere. I had to stare at it for about 15 seconds to figure out where/when it was taken.

[Guest Vitamin X]

One of my good friends, local renowned bike activist/culturalist Rev. Phil, looks a lot more like David Cross than CG does. They even sound exactly alike.

 

[Slayer]

In the past, CG agreed with me not once but twice about my comparison

 

And yes, my memory works in fucked up ways

[CanadianGuitarist]

Alright, I'm calling stalker at this point.

[Slayer]

Other than your resemblance to a particular bald comedian and friendship with RB51, I know fuck all about you

[Red Baron]

Man, I'm hammered.

 

That's the last time I played chess too.

[CanadianGuitarist]

Just out of curiosity VX, when did you see me? The link Slayer posted?

 

Also, the last time I played chess was also that night at that bar in Port. British-style. Can't think of the name. I beat RB, then we walked down the street to Belmont, and I sang Metal Health on karaoke.

[Red Baron]

Winchester Arms.

 

Overpriced food with overpriced Booze.