My Rep Awareness

[Fidel_Castronaut]

Ack! My sarcasm went unnoticed!

Cinjie's head is like a landing strip. Lots of things fly over it.

THAT WAS A JOKE.

He's correct. According to the readings from my sarcasm-detector, SteelCurtain's last quip registered "Level 8 - on par with middle class sarcasm targeted at snobbery towards the lower classes and disdain to those upper class fools".

Wait a second? This isn't the sarcasm detector! It's the frog exaggerator!

[Cinjin]

Cinjie's head is like a landing strip. Lots of things fly over it.

THAT WAS A JOKE.

I love you anyway Napo

[Autumnlicious]

Permission granted to write my cons.

Most people here just call me a poo-poo head without asking me first.

[Jackalope]

Permission granted to write my cons.

Me too. See my poll answer for why. :p

[Napoléon]

Me three.

[BrianSoddingBoru4]

Cinjin, I do not have a rep point from you. Please do NOT give me one. I'll explain.

Ever since the day I joined AF, it has been a wish - nay, a dream - of mine to gain a rep point from your glorious self. I would rush through my meals to check and see if you had bestowed upon me that most cherished of boons - a Cinjin Rep Point. I couldn't sleep. Eventually, I couldn't eat. My work was suffering. Every day....every goddam DAY...that went past without a rep point from Cinjin the Munificent was like a stab in my heart.

'Is it me?' I began to wonder. 'Have I done something to offend the Blessed Bestower of rep points?' I began to comb through all my prior posts, wondering if I should tweak this or that in order to call attention to myself, in the not-altogether forlorn hope that Cinjin the Redeemer would take note of me. Me, a worm in the mud.

Alas, it was not to be. The days turned into weeks, then months. I began to lose weight and to kick the cats more than usual. I developed gout, scurvy, tinnitus, flaky scalp, and a wicked case of jock itch. 'My Cinjin! I cried out. 'Why hast thou forsaken me??'

And the answer came to me. Cinjin the Lamb Of Reps had NOT forsaken me. He was teaching me the valuable lesson the wanting can be more satisfying than having. My health and happiness returned with this revelation. My hair grew back, my gums boils receded, and I began to think about extending our patio.

So please, Cinjin, I beg of you - do not give me a rep point. Pass it on to someone more deserving, someone who hasn't understood the Glory Of Cinjin. Put them on the path, mate. We rely on you.

Boru

[Cinjin]

Cinjin, I do not have a rep point from you. Please do NOT give me one. I'll explain.

Ever since the day I joined AF, it has been a wish - nay, a dream - of mine to gain a rep point from your glorious self. I would rush through my meals to check and see if you had bestowed upon me that most cherished of boons - a Cinjin Rep Point. I couldn't sleep. Eventually, I couldn't eat. My work was suffering. Every day....every goddam DAY...that went past without a rep point from Cinjin the Munificent was like a stab in my heart.

'Is it me?' I began to wonder. 'Have I done something to offend the Blessed Bestower of rep points?' I began to comb through all my prior posts, wondering if I should tweak this or that in order to call attention to myself, in the not-altogether forlorn hope that Cinjin the Redeemer would take note of me. Me, a worm in the mud.

Alas, it was not to be. The days turned into weeks, then months. I began to lose weight and to kick the cats more than usual. I developed gout, scurvy, tinnitus, flaky scalp, and a wicked case of jock itch. 'My Cinjin! I cried out. 'Why hast thou forsaken me??'

And the answer came to me. Cinjin the Lamb Of Reps had NOT forsaken me. He was teaching me the valuable lesson the wanting can be more satisfying than having. My health and happiness returned with this revelation. My hair grew back, my gums boils receded, and I began to think about extending our patio.

So please, Cinjin, I beg of you - do not give me a rep point. Pass it on to someone more deserving, someone who hasn't understood the Glory Of Cinjin. Put them on the path, mate. We rely on you.

Boru

Thine sarcasm doth please me. Thou shalt one day join me in paradise.





So let it be written - so let it be done. Amen.

[Sejanus]

Cinjin, I do not have a rep point from you. Please do NOT give me one. I'll explain.

Ever since the day I joined AF, it has been a wish - nay, a dream - of mine to gain a rep point from your glorious self. I would rush through my meals to check and see if you had bestowed upon me that most cherished of boons - a Cinjin Rep Point. I couldn't sleep. Eventually, I couldn't eat. My work was suffering. Every day....every goddam DAY...that went past without a rep point from Cinjin the Munificent was like a stab in my heart.

'Is it me?' I began to wonder. 'Have I done something to offend the Blessed Bestower of rep points?' I began to comb through all my prior posts, wondering if I should tweak this or that in order to call attention to myself, in the not-altogether forlorn hope that Cinjin the Redeemer would take note of me. Me, a worm in the mud.

Alas, it was not to be. The days turned into weeks, then months. I began to lose weight and to kick the cats more than usual. I developed gout, scurvy, tinnitus, flaky scalp, and a wicked case of jock itch. 'My Cinjin! I cried out. 'Why hast thou forsaken me??'

And the answer came to me. Cinjin the Lamb Of Reps had NOT forsaken me. He was teaching me the valuable lesson the wanting can be more satisfying than having. My health and happiness returned with this revelation. My hair grew back, my gums boils receded, and I began to think about extending our patio.

So please, Cinjin, I beg of you - do not give me a rep point. Pass it on to someone more deserving, someone who hasn't understood the Glory Of Cinjin. Put them on the path, mate. We rely on you.

Boru

I know you were being sarcastic, but I think your soliloquy isn't actually too far from what Cinjin thinks of himself;

Chaz, Shaggy. Send me a link to something that you wrote that kicks ass and your Rep point shall be forthcoming.

[Cinjin]

I know you were being sarcastic, but I think your soliloquy isn't actually too far from what Cinjin thinks of himself;

yeah

Admittedly, I do think rather highly of myself ... but hey, you're not exactly settin the bar real high around here.

[Sejanus]

yeah

Admittedly, I do think rather highly of myself ... but hey, you're not exactly settin the bar real high around here.

Care to elaborate?