Yesterday, I was wondering where ^this guy has been and now he pops up with another epic post. BRA-fucking-VO, sir.
I come and go. My time here pretty much passed, but now and again I stick around for a minute. Then I fade back into the background. I'm the wino that sits outside the fancy restaurant looking for spare change. From time to time there'll be a decent cunt on the door and he'll let me in for a piss, but that usually just ends with me throwing newspapers and bars of soap at sober people. I think I saw Headliner working the bathroom one time. He gave me a skoosh of aftershave and a paper towel to dry my hands, but I had no tip for him. "No Diesel, no weasel," indeed. Don't I know it, brother.
I come and go. My time here pretty much passed, but now and again I stick around for a minute. Then I fade back into the background.
Same here since about 2008/2009. This has been one of my more extended returns, though. How long will it last? Tough to say. It is fun popping in every now and then to see some familiar faces, though. A few of the new kids aren't so bad, either.