Alex, I couldn't agree with you more.

So blown away by the concept, not to mention the execution, I'm still trying to get back up on my horse!

You go, gals.

Crazy, wonderful, magical stuff.

So chuffed, I sailed round the world to my old commenter name on a different browser to spread the news.

Julia, can we Twitter?

Some folks have written to say that NonSociety seems to be down. I recommend refreshing this page and clicking to the link to it again. If that doesn't work, just keep refreshing. It's totally worth it.

I dutifully made this page my Internet Explorer homepage just so I can make sure that months from now I won't miss out on any of the discussion!

There's so much to say about it that I'm having trouble organizing my thoughts in a horizontal fashion!

Please keep up the great coverage of this Breaking News.

Hello? Is this thing on?

I will be happy to click away for you Balk, but you gotta do me better than loving up Nonsociety like this. I lost the remaining iq points that my advanced prion disease has left unsavaged until now looking at the horrid mess. I dunie hs abilitee to tyojkn,fdm'sf anymirs slfmdop, jbai. kl,mfepi0k (falls over in drooling mess).

Is this where I'm supposed to storm around and scream and hurl exclamation points and talk about how I have tits and like bourbon? Is is? Ah good, I've made it to the right place - boy, am I ever embarrassed about what just happened over at RAP Realtime Weather.

One exclamation mark per comment, please. But feel free to use lots of exclamation marks.

I knew I set up a commenter account months ago for a reason.

Julia writes her name all slasher clown face while Mary's is crazy pointy elbows.
Meghan's appears to be laughing at me, as if saying... "you can see my belly but you'll never count the polka dots on these panties"!
Does anybody out there agree?

Oh Christ, you know what I have to do here, right? Here we go, Balk. Brace yourself.

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(Does Radar go to a second page once a post hits a certain number of comments?)(!)(!)(OOOPS THAT WAS AGAINST THE RULES!)(SHIT DID IT AGAIN!)(AND AGAIN!)(I COULD KEEP THIS UP ALL NIGHT!)

(But I won't because, oh man - this is boring!)

I received my 401K statement today. Sure, my network is declining bigtime, but my web utility just spiked! I am so winning the game of life! Please, let NonSociety survive through my retirement; I may be eating dogfood but I'll be entertained to the grave. I just refreshed 11 times.

And I haven't even listened to Mary yet.

Oh Man, That Mary is foulmouthed. Refreshingly foul!

I'm eating cookies for dinner.

Chocolate Cookies!

Marx Brothers on TV.

I hate Harpo.

Downloading I-tunes now.

What's on RedTube?

Oh My!

Gasp, I am well into some beer now, and have recovered from the pools of drool.

But! For some reason, as a foul mouth myself, I have always found it so weird that Jackles and Rambles are such foul mouths when the cameras are rolling. Like all the time. Is that weird?

Is that weird? Is it?

Hm??

I am just wondering.

Oh. What was I saying?

I forgot what I was doing.

Where am I again?

[THONK] [drools] [ZZZZZzzzzzz]

La Marseillaise is cool. "Contre nous de la tyrannie"

I was never that fond of people who sit around made up, yet barefoot and wearing an approximation of fancy pajamas.

Like Ellie May finally cashed one of the fucking checks.

Devoid of any "content," I'm inclined to think it's a joke and left wondering who/which sucks more: me, her, or her "site"?

You know how in the summer if your window's open, you sometimes hear the phone ring and it turns out it's your neighbor's. That just totally happenned to me. Same Ring!!

How come I don't have a radar profile? Can I get one? Will there be parties?

this is like foxymorons without the foxy.

sorry, that shouldn't have been a ".", it should have been a "!"

My participation in this online dialogue usually only extends to registering my approval by "Recommend(ing) It" to other readers. But this exceptional case compels me to make a comment about this post. Normally, before hitting the "Submit" button, I'd just cross my fingers hoping this comment would show up. But there's no such pressure this time because if it isn't displayed I'll just refresh the page and try again; I'm determined to voice my opinion.

All are welcome! Please, continue!

You know your holiday's over when you are commenting on your work website at 5.37AM.....

Julia Allison's new blog makes me wish I had running sores all over my body so I could rub them up against the screen of my PC while looking at the site. If you'll now excuse me, I'm going to go out and search under the highway overpasses in my city until I find some vermin-infested indigents who will have sex with me so I can get infected with something that will give me running sores so I can rub them all over Julia's face on my computer screen.

And I mean that kindly.

@Talie: You don't know the HALF of it.

Good morning! Happy to see everyone here, but please - mind the rules, only one exclamation point per comment. This is for your safety; our gamekeeper, he's a malignant bastard.

Only the tumors!

@Jolie:
I understood I had rollover points from prior comments. Pardon my infraction.
Now, let's get fresh!

@Balk Yeah sorry about that. Makes dolphin inspired arousal seem insignificant I'm sure.

I just wish people wouldn't blame the dolphins. It's not their fault that they're so damn attractive.

I, too, have a crush on Garo Yepremian. He once made a pass at me.

Oh.

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I beg to differ...they're absolutely asking for it.

@Balk: It was a reference to The Sopranos. Don't make me stand outside your office with a boombox blasting "Don't Stop Believing" pallie. !

Is is the weekend yet? cause goddammit, these girls make me feel like the weekend. One of those special weekends - when I sleep late, sip Yuban and stare off into the xanax.

Life just got perfect. Wait, now it's over. Less than perfect, but still okay. Gonna go watch me some Vimeo now! Girl Vimeo!