Oh, Holy xit!

I did it!!! After, what... 5 months, I finally got my lazy ass to the post office and sent out the last of the promised Digit Giveaway prizes!

Woo-Hoo!!!

So Grey, Rimmy and Gertz... your packages should be arriving very soon.


(Damn Gertz had to live in Beanville, Scandinavia!

Just Kidding.)

Now I'm free and that's the last time I come up with a nutty idea like that!

So no more BS politics, no more BS religion and no more prizes... just good old fashioned drunken fraternal (sisters included) yammering!

Thanks for being so patient with me!

I didn't forget you...

I got my lovely Digiprize long, long ago.
And a bonus to boot.
I treasure both.

You're truly a man of your word, David.

Now, more yammering, please!

Digits is cool.
David ain't half bad either.

Almost forgot about that. Looking forward now.

Thanks Digits!!! I like getting presents in the mail.

A lot.

i like the presence of males

I thought it was the essence of males.

Prize came yesterday. A very nice one - well worth waiting for.

Thanx, Digit

Digits is way too generous,
way too much so.

Thank you good sir!
You are wonderful!

Got mine the other day. Thanks again to the amazing Digitboy! PIX PIX PIX PIX PIX PIX PIX PIX!!!!!

Dude, the post / avatar
were giggley.

Ha! That's too funny Bumpy!

When you look at that post with the avatar it is very... um... disturbing!

Nice one CG!

And to everyone who participated in the Digit Giveaway... thank you and you're welcome!!!

And now Digits is free to roam the 2nd level... oops. Oh well.

http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv

The second level isn't too bad, and they have a nice bar.

That's awesome!

Garcon, un Pernod!

I rated very high on:

Level 2 Lustful
Level 6 - The City of Dis, Heretics
Level 7 Violent

Somehow, I ended up in the City of Dis. I'd think that the folks in 2 or 7 would be more engaging company. Oh well, I suppose one can't have her 'druthers in Hell.

Hiya 1900... don't know why, but I bought a used copy of the Dreaming today to keep in the car.

I just love the cover!

Maybe she'll have a drink with us?

Or would that take 12 years as well...

I'm beginning to think it may be 12 years.

I tried that one before. Don't remember which level I ended up at, but I met Gimpy there.

Fifth Level of Hell

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The river Styx runs through this level of Hell, and in it are punished the wrathful and the gloomy. The former are forever lashing out at each other in anger, furious and naked, tearing each other piecemeal with their teeth. The latter are gurgling in the black mud, slothful and sullen, withdrawn from the world. Their lamentations bubble to the surface as they try to repeat a doleful hymn, though with unbroken words they cannot say it. Because you lived a cruel, vindictive and hateful life, you meet your fate in the Styx.

Dude, Styx rox!

Not since Dennis DeYoung left the band -- he was the xit-stain that kept toilet paper from being just another type of tissue.

What the hell does that mean? TOMMY SHAW ROX!

7? I only rate a 7?

Damn... no, God Damn!

Hmmm...

At least we share a bench my friend...

Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge

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Many and varied sinners suffer eternally in the multi-leveled Malebolge, an ampitheatre-shapped pit of despair Wholly of stone and of an iron colour: Those guilty of fraudulence and malice; the seducers and pimps, who are whipped by horned demons; the hypocrites, who struggle to walk in lead-lined cloaks; the barraters, who are ducked in boiling pitch by demons known as the Malebranche. The simonists, wedged into stone holes, and whose feet are licked by flames, kick and writhe desperately. The magicians, diviners, fortune tellers, and panderers are all here, as are the thieves. Some wallow in human excrement. Serpents writhe and wrap around men, sometimes fusing into each other. Bodies are torn apart. When you arrive, you will want to put your hands over your ears because of the lamentations of the sinners here, who are afflicted with scabs like leprosy, and lay sick on the ground, furiously scratching their skin off with their nails. Indeed, justice divine doth smite them with its hammer.