Aren't you the guy in Hawaii who got busted with 8 guns and a bunch of pills?
Well... um, I was hoping you wouldn't bring that up. The memories still haunt me and I've only just recently overcome my propensity to curl up in a fetal position and suck my thumb. And that was 10 amps of omnas, Buddy, 10 amps. Well, 9 in the controlled delivery since they took one for testing. And all firearms were legally bought and registered in the state that it was purchase. Having my firearms confiscated really put a damper on my plans for a government coup. Stupid government. They always have to take your guns just when you're getting that whole coup thing going. Jeeze, break a few drugs laws, have a personal arsenal and suddenly the law starts breathing down your neck. I don't get it!
Matt C warned us all that the police state was eminent. And how I laughed at his psychotic paranoia (BTW, where is he anyway?). Now the hair on the back of my neck stands every time I hear the dog bark. And I hate it how when people look at me now it's always with an air of suspicion bordering on an accusing stare. Sort of like, "Hey, haven't I seen you somewhere? Aren't you a fugitive of some sort?" And it's not my imagination or sense of paranoia. Just the other day someone looks at me with this fake smile and air of friendliness and says, "High?" And I'm like, "No. I don't use 'those' kind of drugs thank you very much." Now I'm a broken man, my reputation sullied and GetBig is my only solace in life. The recent interruptions and down time on this board has been both frightening and extremely disturbing. You're a computer guy. Can't you do something? Can't you make something like a shadow board where sad and lonely pariahs such as myself can take shelter with other GetBig soulmates?
And you call yourself a web designer, Mr. "240" with your "I remember everything about everybody on the board" ball-busting mentality. Just pray to God that you're not on MooseJay's list. Hell hath no fury like a homo (allegedly) exposed!