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Discussion in 'Front Desk' started by TeleDog, Jun 11, 2011.
I want out and my account deleted, all posts removed, all attachments gone. How can I do that?
What?!? No! Don't leave us man...
Shame. Your posts in the pedals section were always super helpful. Hope you change your mind and come back.
Man...there's no need to leave. Why not just take a break for a little while and come back?
Uh, your post is deficient. You need one of these:
All caps wouldn't hurt, either.
That is the thing about the www... it does not get taken back.
Sleep off the booze and you will be happy in the AM.
I don't know what we're yelling about!
You don't know him, do you?
Turn off the internet.
Rub a lamp, maybe?
I have no idea what this is about, but if you typed it, it's there. Forever. Deleting it from this site wouldn't make any difference. The internet is all cached everywhere.
Internet Archive Wayback Machine
Archives of Dead Web Pages: Wayback, Cache, and More
You can't. But you can quit posting and pretend like you don't know us, if that helps.
I don't know what you're going through, but whatever it is, I hope you land on your feet.
Is this what Friday nights are like on MLP? That would actually explain allot.
This is what I get for staying home and drinking beers alone with the internet.
If you don't have a guitar in your lap, I SO don't like you anymore.
I'm trying to beat the chord progression for "She'd Rather Be With Me" into my feeble little brain, and progress is painfully slow - but it's progress. I'm working on an anniversary present.
Akshully, Friday nights are often deader than doornails, especially in this moon phase. Something's going on tonight - perhaps Jupiter is aligned with Mars.
My wife and I were dozing on the couch with myth busters on. She had to go to work, so now I get to figure out what to do for the rest of the night.
Don't jump to conclusions now, River. I've got a LP in my lap and a pick in my teeth while I type.
Wife went out with a friend of ours. I needed a break and stayed home to make sure the beer wasn't taking up all the room in our fridge.