Where hath all the Comments Gone (captured by Nibiru, perhaps?)

First it was LavendarRose, with the epically long posts; then it was the Indian, nestled inside of his Toilet-less Pit; and now I see that EraserHead is next in line for the “Comments Disabled” cryfest.

For shame, you bunch of gutless wonders.  Afraid to take the heat when each and every post, prediction, prognostication, and prediliction turns out to go “horribly, horribly wrong”; and there you sit, with egg on your face and a hat and saltshaker to keep you company.

Oh well, I’m off to my local Walmart to see how much progress they have made in linking the underground tunnel to the 15 Items or Less Express Lane Guillotine Station at the FEMA camp.  The Galactic Federation lent me a Super Secret Decoder Ring enhanced flashlight, so I can wander around underground without fear of disturbing the Reptialin Underlords.  Still, searching the skys for any signs of Planet X is especially tough, what with all the layers of rocks in my way.  Maybe I can make it to the ice wall and settle this Flat Erf’ debate once and for all.

I will check in with a sitrep (who got that zinger right there?).  Zinger, I never even touched her!!!!!!!!