Congratulations to Banquo, one of QZ's finest eggs, for achieving this incredible milestone.
I suggest a major-league piss-up to celebrate, followed by a bit of a fight in the car park afterwards.
You're all invited, except Charles Baer obviously, and it's free entry for any ladies who arrive topless.
Well done, Banquo lad!
*Pops Champagne open. Guzzles. Pours Champagne on head. Pops underpants on head. Points accusingly at passing little guy.*
Someone wake me up when Erica gets here.
A day that will long go down in history but I shamefully never even noticed. Thanks Flashy. I'll supply the beer. May I say 2000 posts of quality except the ones you post after a couple of drinks, never a good idea.
I am suppose on of the longest serving members so here's a quick recap of what happened on the QZ board
Someone called Peter was MOD, he was ousted. The fantasy board makes a brief appearance and made you wonder if care in the community was really working, CRASH. We all started again on July 27th 2001. WAKE UP AND SMELL THE COFFEE, Dudley came with his refreshing opinions. Taylor_Mayed came from the news forum on the mythical front page invited by Chad I think. Chad was known for his quick-to-the-point posts, Dark MyuuytyyooyInu Yashamyuutoo joined us known for his liberal views and impressive collection, Fatty and Bricktop were going to meet up in Edinburgh for a bit of fistycuffs which is still the best topic ever IMO. An angel appeared with a photo-like memory for birthdays, Jacky came and defended the fan-club in a gutsy post, Flashman and Archie came. Stout, proud Lancastrians both of them Flash's post about Archie's adventure in Amsterdam is still my post of the year so far. Charles Baer and finally my predictions posts every August which I spectacularly get wrong every year. Especially the year I tipped Chester to win Div 3. They finished bottom.
Thank you. And now its my party so I'm going to play my all-time favourite Queen song. Stone Cold Crazy.
*Opens one eye. Attempts to focus on single point on ceiling. Hugs traffic cone. Sits up.*
Well don't just stand there gawping! Get me a coffee, someone. And pop some brandy in there. Dear God, you young 'uns just don't know how to par-tay.
*Wretches into traffic cone*