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All you O.G.'s need to speak up and say some shit every once and a while...give us new folk some guidance. perhaps via u2u even....whatever.
Contact the offenders of turning threads into chat rooms. Let them know it won't be tolerated.
Seems like the mods here need to do some more moderating. Maybe?
and yeah - really - stop trying to relive the past. At least, give us rules if you REALLY want it to be like it used to be. Tell all of us in straight terms what will or won't be tolerated. It's that simple really.
Those who knowingly break these rules, commit these hated faux paus - out you go.
but if you O.G. folks don't speak up, how are the rest of us supposed to know?
Some of us have better things to do with our time than to go back and read threads from a year ago and beyond.
Certain folks have dropped me hints as to how this place runs (or at least, supposed to run) and I do my best to roll with it...I'm sure others would as well if you just point them in the right direction.
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Quote:Originally posted by fhore twentee
All you O.G.'s need to speak up and say some shit every once and a while...
O.G.'s? :confused:
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Don't you think i am in the same boat as your thinking somewhat?
When shit started(and i am sorry to name names but i have to) with SLASH and Kenspen every active Mod and both Admins jumped the gun to try to prevent this "derailing" of threads you speak of.
Arpi came, he was banned bc his shit was useless and cluttering the board.
As for this U2U shit, yes i have tried that, ask Tinymike and Kenspen....I tried my best to do what i could but NO ONE would fucking listen bc frankly i don't think they really care at this point.
I was told i was being to "harsh" or "taking shit too seriously" so what did i do to better myself?...i gave the fuck up bc i can't get into an arguement over this or that everyday over threads, i can't warn countless people, i can't Hole EVERYONE it will not accomplish a goddamned thing. So i have just sat back and let the stupid fucks that are posters(you know who you are) destroy the board. I didn't create this place, i wasn't even on OnA.com i don't know shit from shit about any of you, nor do i pretend to. Do whatever the fuck you want right now this place is marked D.O.A.
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Quote:Originally posted by fhore twentee
and yeah - really - stop trying to relive the past.
I won't say all, I won't say most, but I know a good amount who were around the 1st year of OA.com's existence would agree, the past was tons better than the shit it became.
You'd have to actually have been there to know what I'm talking about. OA.com (2001) compared to OA.com (2002)? No comparison whatsoever, 2001 blew it away big time.
It's kinda like people who started listening to the O&A show after they were syndicated. They thought this was the best thing they had ever heard, but for us who listened way back when they were still playing music in between bits it was clear. O&A post syndication SUCKED!
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</b></font></marquee><marquee><font size=1 color=orange><b>Please allow me to introduce myself I’m a man of wealth and taste I’ve been around for a long, long year Stole many a man’s soul and faith And I was ’round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general’s rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? 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Three months man Whatchu doin in here anyway? You oughta be home with your momma How old are you boy? Thirteen Thirteen? 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Quote:Originally posted by Flock of MoosenI won't say all, I won't say most, but I know a good amount who were around the 1st year of OA.com's existence would agree, the past was tons better than the shit it became.
ok, ok..I get it. I know 2001 rocked and all that...
see, my point is this:
1996 was a great year for me personally speaking...
Do you think I'm trying to relive that one year over and over?
No, I'm not. Why are so many trying to relive one particular year? Things are different now...it'll never be 2001 again Flock...sorry to disapoint you and the rest of you who may feel this particular way.
I was told in the beginning (see my Newbie thread) "The inside shit can get in the way at times." but "everyone will have their own inside jokes soon enough."
this has happened..I think...
If you want 2001 - go read the old board.
Isn't that why it's there? You wanna make like Vos and rehash the same bits from back then? Is that why its encouraged by certain people to go back and read those threads? So us newbies can make feeble attempts at using those particular inside jokes?
Are you mad? insane?  
Quote:You'd have to actually have been there to know what I'm talking about. OA.com (2001) compared to OA.com (2002)? No comparison whatsoever, 2001 blew it away big time.
you just proved my point Flock. See, if we weren't there, us folk who don't know better, how could we truely duplicate the style of the board and how it truely was circa 2001?
Quote:It's kinda like people who started listening to the O&A show after they were syndicated. They thought this was the best thing they had ever heard, but for us who listened way back when they were still playing music in between bits it was clear. O&A post syndication SUCKED!
I loved O&A as much in pre-sydication as I did afterwards. Of course, I have a certain preference for the pre-syn stuff but still - O&A still remained true to who they were after syndication. That was all that mattered to me.
Your comment, as a fellow O&A fan, has insulted & disappointed me. :disappointed:
Ok, not really but still...this board is called "Your Boxes..I mean, "Your Moms' Box" right?
forums named "The End", "It's the Bitches That'll Gitchas". The old version of THIS board was called "OA.com", right?
About a radio show, right?
Well...that show is cancelled, we're all adrift, awaiting its return. Some do open serious threads..protect them...warn the chatters...at least, have folk who have the stomach to do so and not just toss their hands up into the air.
Or is this place meant to be a giant dating pool that exists under the guise of an O&A-centric message board?
The point being - change the name of the site if this place isn't supposed to be about the show.
Mods, I say this respectfully, keep your asses in here (or make a schedule, man your watch...figure it out, I dunno.) and show all of the misguided the proper path and if they fail you too many times as a member of your board then, show them the cyberdoor.
Ninny, a mod, admitted that she gave up. You think that is the best course of action to get this board to where you want it to be?
However, kudos to Ninny for posting this thread and inadvertantly sparrking this serious conversation. At first, an attempt at humor (the status quo for the poor lad )....now, a warranted discussion about what this place is, who is happy or annoyed about it and what happens now that it's being discussed out in the open.
On a side note, I notice that our 2 Super Mods are on this board, their board, frequently enough...and they've said nothing pubilically, citing disgust or happiness...just nothing...and that is fine.
I would think that if those 2 really had to say something, they would.
right?
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Quote:Originally posted by fhore twentee
If you want 2001 - go read the old board.
Isn't that why it's there? You wanna make like Vos and rehash the same bits from back then? Is that why its encouraged by certain people to go back and read those threads? So us newbies can make feeble attempts at using those particular inside jokes?
I responded to you in a U2U, but there was this one part I forgot to include. (See people, AIM & U2U's. You don't need to turn every damn thread into your own personal conversation piece)
It was never about inside jokes in the past. That's not what I miss. As a matter of fact that rarely existed there and in my opinion was part of the downfall of OA.com. Don't get me wrong, there were lots of factors, but that was one of them.
So, for you to say I or we expect you guys to use old inside jokes, that is the furthest from the truth.
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Quote:Originally posted by Flock of MoosenSo, for you to say I or we expect you guys to use old inside jokes, that is the furthest from the truth.
that's fair. But, you have to see, it gives that impression of "know our inside jokes" whenever I see comments like "The history lesson is to give you an idea of how this place works, because lately you haven't had a clue. You need it."
As a matter of fact, that quote was from FTL in a post to me where he gave me a SOLID INDICATION of what is tolerated and what isn't...
Stuff like: "Just calm the hell down and let the sarcasm roll without worrying about whose fucking feelings get hurt. General rule of thumb is, is someone gets offended by what you say, they're the one with the problem, not you. They can't handle this place. Let them deal with it.
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I like to think that it was posts like that that helped me "see the light" (if I have in fact seen it, I dunno...) and helped me understand how this place ran. Also, i tleft me no choice but to respect the guy for coming straight out and speaking up. Just like Alkey did in my newbie "intro of self" thread
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By the way - I am only speaking for myself here. I'm just a guy who wasn't around for that 2000-2001 OA.com heyday but finds himself having more fun than not with most of the fine folks of this site.
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Quote:Originally posted by fhore twentee
By the way - I am only speaking for myself here. I'm just a guy who wasn't around for that 2000-2001 OA.com heyday but finds himself having more fun than not with most of the fine folks of this site.
Well, you're okay in my book too boobsy.
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hey, watch it with the chatting.
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