Wow, when I started posting on this forum, about 95% of the people on it now weren't here. About the same time I started, back when it was the old forum, there was a post kind of like this, on how all the original members were gone. That's what it's starting to feel like for me. I have a bit of a theory why; when the beginners who come here for help start getting the hang of it, they become the ones giving the help. Eventually they start getting bored of the same questions over and over, and stop coming. It's a bit of a sad thing, but also a good thing too. Sad in that, the forum never really stays stable, like most forums, but good in that it's forever evolving, and staying educational for newcomers. I guess this is good bye for me, and hello for the new generation.
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Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
He took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed 'till they were dead
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
Well sit right down my evil son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
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