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Discussion in 'FAQ & Rules' started by jawyman, Mar 29, 2007.
How does one go from being a freshman to a sophmore and so forth? Thank you.
Aaaah. Makes sense. Are the posts critiqued somehow or is it purely volume?
Hey I just noticed I became a sophomore! I always knew I was sophomoric
Number of posts.
Hey, I must be completely blind I just now noticed I made junior. WHOO HOO... ;-)
I'd say six.
I vote for seniority! But yes, volume, and not quality. Sometimes I'm just ornery, so if that were counted against me, I'd have a negative post count and be sent back to grammar school.
Ha ha, I'm still a freshman! Very fitting, because being on the 7 year plan in college, I was a freshman there for four years too!
Be real careful, right around 2600 posts they make you a 'male model'. Oh the humanity.
What heresy, models fall from grace, that should never be acceptable on a Reformed board.
I'm pretty sure there's some Simony going on; if there isn't, then maybe there should be. It could fund the P.B. and inflate small egos simultaneously. It needs to be doled out in gradations; like, perhaps 25-50 dollars to purchase a "sophomore" label (and the corresponding post count, though phantasmal), 75-125 for a junior label, etc. A postgraduate or "doctor" or whichever ranks are up there could go for 200 cold clams, easy, if someone was desperate enough.
Some might complain that's a bit pricey. Well... the P.B. is picking up more and more traffic nowadays, so I'm thinking of contacting Coke or Taco Bell or something and getting some kind of small advertising banner to place in my signature. Maybe I could get a certain settled compensation for every chunk of bandwidth I take up.
I don't know. Really this whole field is wide open, and deserves further exploration.
You and your indulgences that are disguised as capitalistic ventures to fund the puritan board.
I got $100 bucks right here for a Doctorate!
I'm not just any ole' PB Pope; I'm a straight up Borgia, baby !
If there is anything that this horrible tragedy can teach us, it's that a male model's life is a precious, precious commodity. Just because we have chiseled abs and stunning features, it doesn't mean that we too can't not die in a freak gasoline fight accident.
Sarcasm aside, this could actually be a very young Vigneault (pardon me if I butchered your last name):
I'm going to start calling him Hansel.