The numpty dream team

After flailing around individually, the uesnet might of Bolt, Rojos and Jab have combined forces to try and register their first newsgroup point (ever). Problem is, they didn't realise that their *combined* IQ is actually lower than any one individual.... obviously they didn't listen in maths when they taught about adding together minus numbers.

LOL

Also, they are still bent out of shape about a post *months* ago when I answered a question about what car I drove. Some people I tells ya - obsessive sad no life freaks, clearly if something like that would rattle them for so long.

Maybe they're all at Bernie's bedsit now playing playstation one, plotting their next combined usent strategy. The conversation probably goes something like this....

Bolt: That Ted, I can't get over being humiliated over the bet, I never thought he'd go through with it. The swine backs me in a corner with every f***ing post, all I can do is copy his words and repeat them forever until he gets bored.

Rojos: Tell you what, when he's at work, we'll all chat together in one of his threads slagging him off. He won't be able to deal with that.

Jab: Yeah, I can't handle the fact he drives a top car while I have to get lifts on the back of your skateboard Bernie.

Rojos: Don't sweat it guys, my new Vauxhall Chevette gets delivered next week, you can ride in that. Just wait till Ted hears about the furry dice.

Bolt: That's no good, it has 4 seats and there's 3 of us.

Rojos: Good point man, bummer.

Jab: I know, my mate's a architect, I think that means he can do stuff with cars. I could get him to remove 2 of the seats.

Rojos: Sweet. But hang on, what if one of my mates also need a lift ?

Bolt: What does mate mean ?

Rojos: Alright, my mother. She may need to go the shops and poo.

Jab: I know, I'll get him to put the seats on the roof. One of us could go up there.

Bolt: My head hurts.

Rojos: This is all Ted's fault.

and so on.....and so on......