Why yes, haven’t you heard?
That and I’m just a moron.
Raminator is Eric Fong.
Sort of in the same way that God was little baby Jesus Christ in that book thing…[/SIZE]
:fffuuu:
I broke my post count. 
Are mods able to lower it by deleting one of my old posts?
I took a screen shot, I can upload the image if you like.
I really just want my post count back.
They can probably permanently set it to 42
That would be a dream come true, I could finally set foot out of the ladies club.
You know it doesn’t really matter, feel free to post anywhere you want.
It matters to me.
It’s important.
ram is my life partner bitches.
The Webmaster can fix my postcount?
You’re just 1 pm away from finding out!
Oh guys i figured it out.
Raminator is three things
A. A ridiculous monster truck
B. Daniel Junek
C. Weapon_Glau
I WIN.
Raminator is the one who watches you when you sleep. He pets your hair as you dream and whispers sarcastic remarks into your ear with a swave yet quiet tone.
And then proceeds to rape you. Vioently.
Just like a regular day here in the forums.
Ram is making a list, he’s checking it twice, figuring out who’s naughty or nice.
Raminator is Fee’s Uncle. Duh
No, that’s Winged One.
Police often question him, just because they find him interesting.
His mustache alone has experienced more than a lesser mans body.
His blood smells like cologne.
He has amassed an amazingly large DVD collection, and has never once alphabetised it.
If he were to mail a letter without postage, it would still get there.
The pheromones he secretes effect people miles away… in a slight, but measurable way.
He once punched a magician. That’s right, you heard me.
His hands feel like rich, brown swede.
He lived in the hills of the Serengeti for a summer after being gifted a wife by a local tribes men.
He owns 4 sports cars, and rents 5.
He taught a horse to map for him.
He almost broke the land speed record in 1977, popular opinion among his team was that his mustache caused to much wind resistance. He would have shaved it… No, no he wouldn’t have.
He was the featured man at a bachelorette auction he brought in over 13 million euro, under the table.
His personality is so magnetic, he is unable to carry credit cards.
Even his enemy’s list him as there emergency contact.
He never say’s anything taste like chicken… Not even chicken.
He speeks fluent French, in Russian.
His charm is so contagious, vaccines we’re created for it.
Years ago, he created a city out of blocks. Today over 600,000 people live and work there.
He is the only person to ever ace a Rorschach Test.
Every time he goes for a swim. Dolphins appear.
Alien abductors have asked him, to probe them.
If he we’re to give you directions… You would never get lost. And you’d arive at least 5 minutes early.
His legend precedes him, the way lightning precedes thunder.
His reputation is expanding, faster then the universe.
He once had an akward moment, just to see how it feels.
He lives vicariously throug himself…and his penis.
Yes, he is the most interesting man in the world.
And he doesn’t always drink beer. But when he does, he prefers Dos Equis.