So, I woke up this morning, had my mandatory 3 cups of Tim Hortons and checked my e-mail. Hmm, an e-mail.with no apparent sender? My curiosity piqued (and thesauras firmly in hand) I opened it up. Here is what the sender had to say.
Newbie1Kenobi: dear God that is about as original and assinine as that PC_destroyer chap. Could you not at least take five minutes and use a bit of creativity? A Star Wars theme..oh, how droll. Anyways, I'm sure you've heard about a little project I'm running called the Stewie_Fed? Folding at Home and all that. Well, if you check out your own stats here
you'll see that we are moving faster than Lindsay Lohan leaving rehab on a Friday afternoon. I also understand you were invited to join and turned us down? DAMN YOU TO HELL!! Not that it really matters..once we've secured our position atop the standings, everyone will be rushing to join.It's going to be fun crushing the masses beneath our heel, wouldn't you agree Rupert?
Despite the fact that you've turned us down, putting your IQ on par with Britney Spears at a barber shop (which is very low for you Neanderthals that didn't get the reference), I'd like to extend an invitation to anyone else looking to join. In fact, here is a saucy sample of what is waiting for you:
Believe me there is plenty more where that came from!
So, anyone interested in joining send a PM to that PC_destroyer....uchh, I shudder whenever I have to say it.
Hmm, Stewie has apparently decided to use a PM to me to invite anybody except me into his sexy Folding party...ohh, the irony. Wonder if there are any ducks that are looking to recruit? This Jedi is staying way far away..cause when football heads and duck feathers fly, not even "Jazz Hands" could save me.