Or pass away, and someone else has to ask, but let's not go to such extremes yet.[/color]
It's the witching hour tonight, and I've come to Foxpup's cycling club meeting after a long and grueling shift at the cracker factory. All the regulars are here. As usual no faces can be recognized because of our masks, but the person I suspect is JollyGood won't make eye contact with me; the cigar-smoking fellow holding court before we begin the ritual sacrifice has got to be LoyceV, and there's somebody over in the corner wearing a pair of
faggy effeminate bicycling shorts. And the rest of the bunch.
About to doze off for a moment, I checked my phone and read this here post and an idea was sparked in my noggin. Cut to the present moment: Foxpup has been knocked off the altar, and I have pulled a Colt Python from under my robes. It is now pointed at the head of a very cute, very meek, very furry animal and I shout: "
Theymos, change my username or this here chipmunk gets it right in the temple!". I'm not even sure that chipmunks have temples, but no matter. If I pull the trigger, not even good ol' Dr. o_e_l_e_o would be able to sew its head back on.
So where do we stand, big T? It's either a name change or the death of this fine forest creature, which will be on your conscience. And trust me, I'll do it. I haven't slept in 87 hours, might have ingested something bad, and am in no mood to negotiate.
The name; The Pharmacist is a well-known brand and a trademark that might be very difficult to forget.
I don't subscribe to the modern-day theory that people have or are brands. That's a millenial/zoomer generation thing they made up, like so much other stuff.
Edit: Clock's ticking, Theymos. Mr. Sissypants over in the corner is going to be next, and come sunrise this forum might have lost a few very good members. And a chipmunk who says it has a wife and kids, dreams and aspirations, and is begging me not to do it. I'm crazy man, so let's not play around here.