I'll bend the world to our will, and we'll make time stand still. That's the plan. Rule the world. You and me. Any day.
With promises of cake and power, these users were lured into the dark world of forum moderation and maintenance. The parties were grand; filled with strippers and booze. Such responsibilities were the undoing of some. They flamed out spectacularly, like dying supernovae. Some simply faded away into the background. Some are still locked in the closet. They are marked to celebrate and remember the quest: The Failed Experiment. Also, as it turns out; untruths were told about the supposed moist fluffy confections.