Ask ME anything.

[BrudLee]

Originally Posted by tryfuhl

How long have you been a mod here?

Where have you been, I don't recognize you really? If you were gone for a good reason, what is it?

How old are you?

What's the story behind your avatar?

I became a mod here during a previous incarnation, so when this version of The Warpath was introduced, I was an initial mod.

I haven't posted regularly since last year. You probably wouldn't recognize me if I was right behind you - which I may be - because I have one of those faces.

I was absent for a number of reasons. A business failed, I lost my house, had a nervous breakdown, was in the hospital for a few weeks, was diagnosed with chronic depression - mind you, this all happened last year when we were winning! - it was a "perfect storm" of shittyness. I've been lurking for a while, and kicking a little Curveball ass, but I decided I needed to post a little. Not sure if that's a good reason or not. Hope I pass muster.

I'm 38, according to my profile. Am I lying? Could be. I'm not, though. Or am I?

As for the avatar, Question #3 is the DNA upon which the Warpath is based. There would be no "Parking Lot" section if not for the Redskins Universe spinning of its axis in the Question #3 thread.

[tryfuhl]

Originally Posted by BrudLee

I became a mod here during a previous incarnation, so when this version of The Warpath was introduced, I was an initial mod.

I haven't posted regularly since last year. You probably wouldn't recognize me if I was right behind you - which I may be - because I have one of those faces.

you're my roommate's dog?!

I was absent for a number of reasons. A business failed, I lost my house, had a nervous breakdown, was in the hospital for a few weeks, was diagnosed with chronic depression - mind you, this all happened last year {I}when we were winning![/i] - it was a "perfect storm" of shittyness. I've been lurking for a while, and kicking a little Curveball ass, but I decided I needed to post a little. Not sure if that's a good reason or not. Hope I pass muster.

damn man, sorry to hear about that.. how is the recovery from all of that going?

I'm 38, according to my profile. Am I lying? Could be. I'm not, though. Or am I?

You're not lying

As for the avatar, Question #3 is the DNA upon which the Warpath is based. There would be no "Parking Lot" section if not for the Redskins Universe spinning of its axis in the Question #3 thread.

I must research into this.

[ArtMonkDrillz]

Originally Posted by tryfuhl

I must research into this.

I wouldn't if I were you. Why? you may ask: well, did you ever see Apocolypse Now?

The journey that is Question 3 is much like a PBR travelling up the Nung River on an assassination mission, which is actually nothing more than a decent into maddness (and not the basketball-related kind). Along the way you'll come across many characters: a tightly wrapped chef from New Orleans; a surfer from SoCal; a young guy from the Bronx, not sure if he's a man or still just a boy; and at least a couple of confused Redskins fans. "I thought you was a Mod" they'll shout as you try to figure out just who's in charge of the situation.
Along the path allies will turn into enemies, simple questions will open the door to the darkness that hides in a man's soul, and you'll find you have wasted a lot of your day. Yes, you may fall for the simple beauty of Question 3, and you may learn to love it, but in the end you'll have to ask yourself what is the nature of truth, and where can you find old zubazz pants. You'll know what true sacrifice is but you may not know if it's worth the price, much like trading away a ton of draft picks for Cutler, thus rewarding his whininess.

My God, I haven't thought of ?3 in so long... The horror... the horror...

[70Chip]

Originally Posted by ArtMonkDrillz

I wouldn't if I were you. Why? you may ask: well, did you ever see Apocolypse Now?

The journey that is Question 3 is much like a PBR travelling up the Nung River on an assassination mission, which is actually nothing more than a decent into maddness (and not the basketball-related kind). Along the way you'll come across many characters: a tightly wrapped chef from New Orleans; a surfer from SoCal; a young guy from the Bronx, not sure if he's a man or still just a boy; and at least a couple of confused Redskins fans. "I thought you was a Mod" they'll shout as you try to figure out just who's in charge of the situation.
Along the path allies will turn into enemies, simple questions will open the door to the darkness that hides in a man's soul, and you'll find you have wasted a lot of your day. Yes, you may fall for the simple beauty of Question 3, and you may learn to love it, but in the end you'll have to ask yourself what is the nature of truth, and where can you find old zubazz pants. You'll know what true sacrifice is but you may not know if it's worth the price, much like trading away a ton of draft picks for Cutler, thus rewarding his whininess.

My God, I haven't thought of ?3 in so long... The horror... the horror...

You're an errand boy, sent by grocery clerks, to collect a bill.