Happy Anniversary Gasheads.org
May 30, 2024 5:39:26 GMT
petecolley, Cheshiregas, and 8 more like this
Post by JeffNZ on May 30, 2024 5:39:26 GMT
Blimey, would you look at that! It's the 10th birthday bash for gasheads.org! A whole decade of mischief, banter, and the occasional spot of civil (and not so civil) discourse.
We've seen it all, haven't we? Posters flitting about like migratory birds, some landing in the naughty corner for a spell, while others vanish into the digital ether. And let's not forget those classic posts and threads, like old relics in a museum of internet absurdity.
Toys thrown out of the cot? We've had more chucking than a toddler in a tantrum!
But amidst the chaos and commotion, we're still kicking about, just about clinging on like a limpet on a pirate’s boat. Though we've bid farewell to a few members who've shuffled off to the great beyond, probably nagging the Almighty for a promotion to the Premiership. Can't blame 'em, really.
We're a ragtag bunch, scattered to the four corners of the globe, united only by our shared love of The Gas and our inability to agree on anything else.
And would you believe it, the traditional gift for a tenth anniversary is tin! Quite fitting, considering our illustrious reputation for being a bit tin-pot. But hey, we wear it with pride, like a rusty badge of honour.
So here's to another ten years of mayhem and madness Gasheads!
Cheers to us, you daft lot.
We've seen it all, haven't we? Posters flitting about like migratory birds, some landing in the naughty corner for a spell, while others vanish into the digital ether. And let's not forget those classic posts and threads, like old relics in a museum of internet absurdity.
Toys thrown out of the cot? We've had more chucking than a toddler in a tantrum!
But amidst the chaos and commotion, we're still kicking about, just about clinging on like a limpet on a pirate’s boat. Though we've bid farewell to a few members who've shuffled off to the great beyond, probably nagging the Almighty for a promotion to the Premiership. Can't blame 'em, really.
We're a ragtag bunch, scattered to the four corners of the globe, united only by our shared love of The Gas and our inability to agree on anything else.
And would you believe it, the traditional gift for a tenth anniversary is tin! Quite fitting, considering our illustrious reputation for being a bit tin-pot. But hey, we wear it with pride, like a rusty badge of honour.
So here's to another ten years of mayhem and madness Gasheads!
Cheers to us, you daft lot.
