So what the hell happened to this place?

[Dark Method]

Seriously. This place used to be so cool. Now it's nothing but a bunch of women fussing around like a pack of hens.

We got men who look like women. We got men who like to bake like women, and we got men who fucking drive like women.

I really have to ask myself what the hell happened to this place.

[Apathy]

All the noobs started coming and infected this place dm, ha. We're the last surviving relics of a different time. I remember the good old days when men actually acted like men, but I guess times change, now they're all a bunch of women, strutin' and cluckin', haha.

[Vision922]

I am confused? Or you two are ironic.

[cC.DOMINO™]

I know right we even have 5 female Admins that get all pissy once a month and start up stupid polls when they are on their period, strange.

[Allseeyineye]

I must be the ideal member:
I am male, I don't cook, I don't drive like a woman and I don't look like a woman

You must really love me DM

[Distello]

Well once upon a time all was peaceful, children played and grandma's made cookies for all the passers by.

Then, one wet winters night a vehicle pulled up outside, it was a black VW hippie van and it had 'not drunk' crudely spray painted on the side in a tacky red colour, the windows we're tinted blue causing complete contrast to the colour of the vehicle itself and one of the wingmirrors was clearly stuck on with duck tape.

As it pulled up, swiftly mounting the kerb in an unfashionable manner a loud screech was heard, followed by a bang - which caused all the local war veterans to wake up in disgust and grab their bayonets.
The door swung open, almost flying off it's hinges, as all the townsfolk watched hiding behind their blinds.
Out steps a man. A short man. Couldn't have been much over the 5ft mark. He lights up a cigarette, on the spot, using matches pre-dated to before the first world war. He gently places it in his mouth, as the townsfolk watched in horror - a quick puff, that's all it takes, and he spat it out, proceeding to stamp on it repeatedly. Before anything else could happen he reached in to his back jean pocket and pulled out a bottle of whiskey and gulped at least 1/4 of the seemingly large bottle.

After he let out a large breath of pleasure he turned to the side of his truck and exclaimed "Prrriiiiiicccckkkkss".

[Fur]

Pft, I remember the old times.

[Pandora]

Because I came <_<

[Synsational]

I am confused? Or you two are ironic.

[Dark Method]

http://i.imgur.com/VyT6U.png

Wanna go down that road again?