RKMBs Forums .::Important::. Fortress of Awesome Chat You gotta know when to hold them (a farewell message)

On a warm summers evenin on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin out the window at the darkness
til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, son, Ive made a life out of readin peoples faces,
And knowin what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you dont mind my sayin, I can see youre out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey Ill give you some advice.

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
Said, if youre gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when youre sittin at the table.
Therell be time enough for countin when the dealins done.

Now evry gambler knows that the secret to survivin
Is knowin what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
cause evry hands a winner and evry hands a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.

So when hed finished speakin, he turned back towards the window,
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when youre sittin at the table.
Therell be time enough for countin when the dealins done.

You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count you r money when youre sittin at the table.
Therell be time enough for countin when the dealins done.




Goodbye messages at message boards are laughably ridiculous. Who, frankly, really gives a toss if soemone who has a barely registerable electronic existence in your life fades away? But, I figured the oldtimers deserve to know where I've got to, and I can't be arsed working out how to do a mass PM.

In a nutshell, its not you, its me. I just need some space. Actually, someone has foolishly put me in a position of responsibility. This means while I'm living the high life eating Crimean caviar off the wings of my Lear jet while bisexual centrefolds wipe my pristine arse with rose-scented freshly minted $100 bills, I haven't been able to get here for almost six months. I'm hardly ever even at that crackhouse called Facebook anymore, although I'm still about at Shartak in occasional staccato bursts of activity helping out with game development.

In any event, I can't see myself getting here very often in the foreseeable future, so kiss my arse.

But first, let me reveal all of my alt IDs: Lothar, Basti, Prometheus, TTT, Mxy, Son of Mxy, Kristogar Velo, Harley, JLA, and Nowhereman. Fuck me crimson, its going to be quiet when I'm gone. Rob, see you in NY next May.

Goodnight, you've been an audience.

Here's the UBB quote tombstone.



PS Rob is gay.

Who the cunty fuck are you?

One of the insurgents, I think.

This thread smells like poo.

taste like it too.






wait. what?

I can't wait until he comes back to see what we're all saying.

He'll be back.

Signed,

Uschi, Sikkbones, and Disco Steve.

Really though, first incandescent, now this.

I miss Dave already.

Dave, I think this year I neglected to make you feel old in your birthday. Let's hope there's a next one.

He PM'd rob "Daytime Friends And Nighttime Lovers".....

Bye Kristogar.

you'll be back, aussie.

...you'll be back...

he sent me "islands in the stream". bon voyage, poo eater.

Bye,Dave. It's been a pleasure.


I am a little pissed that you didn't leave us with Maja bikini pictures.

You didn't get those?

No. All I got was pics of Dave in a thong. Not something I really wanted to see.

Thong in Australia means sandle.

that's right. unfortunately, the sandle was on his nose.

He musta stepped in some shit and was just cleaning it!

Hi guys,

Does anyone know where I can get a hold of Dave? Got an email address? I received a letter addressed to his wife that looks important and I'd like to forward it on.

Cheers

Are you his brother?

dave is on the facebook, if that helps. (he also eats poo, if that helps)

that helps a lot!

Also, Rob. I think the spambots in your forum seem to be more intelligent than the average spambot. Do you have radioactive waste running through the forums?

It's left over from THE ROY BATTY WAR of 2145...

I'm not a spambot

I think I'm living where his wife or he used to live, and I got a letter addressed to Sol-britt Maria Gangsater, (who according to this thread is) his wife. Could someone pm me a link to his Facebook or his email address?

also his social security number and bank financial information.

I'm not doing this to scam/spam the guy - I'm not getting anything out of this. I received a letter addressed to his wife regarding her Swedish pension, looked her up and found Dave and this forum.

If I can't get a hold of him then I'll just chuck the letter out, but I was trying to do the right thing and hunt him down to forward his damn mail on.

Could you pm me the link?

His wife has a swedish penis?

alex, I forwarded your message to Dave through facebook, and he said he'll be able to go online on Monday (he's currently only online through mobile).

In the meantime, you can PM dave through the board: http://www.rkmbs.com/ubbthreads.php?ubb=sendprivate&User=340

The email he has in here is current, so any PM you send, he can check/read as if you've sent him a direct email.

And he says thank you for going through a lot of trouble just to pass on the mail, and to ignore the dude named rex.

Rob only gets there by bookmark.

That was very gracious of you, Son of Mxy. One of the reasons I'm still a member of this board.

Good bye Dave. Been nice knowing you.

NOBODY CALLS SOM GRACIOUS ON MY WATCH!

NOBODY CALLS WATCH GRACIOUS ON MY SOM!

GRACIOUS WATCH SOM! CALLS MY NOBODY ON

Well, that's just great. You hear that, Captain Sweden? Bears. Now you're putting the whole station in jeopardy.

GOODNESS GRACIOUS GREAT BALLS OF FIRE

YOU'RE JERRY LEE LEWIS OBSESSION IS TEARING THE BOARDS APART!

it is both shaking nerves and rattling brains