Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk,Lurk, & just 1 more Lurk !!!!!!!!
There are a few more than 6, micah, dear [hone your counting skills before your next visit] But only a few more [so you don't have to hone the skills too much].
At least we can see the numbers and they are a little more honest than they were before. So we can see how many of us there really are. And it's not an echo. Yet. Several sides are represented.
I think of this as a group of crotchety [ not to be confused with 'crotches', 'crotchless' or anything else to do with one's crotch] old men and women yammering at each other around the table at the local Perkins, or McDonalds, or wherever old people sit and talk nowadays. People have always done it and we like going where everyone knows our name and offering up thoughts to be slapped down.
Cheers.
And Adieu until next time you visit
Pull up a chair and have a piece of pie [or bowl of cat food or whatever] with us.