So here's a fun fact. The name of that room was to make fun of your toddler foot stomping over single digit zaps.

When you know your fan club is making waves! He did notice us! Now, we're official.

Rent free.

We are waiting for you to join us!

Nothing i enjoy more than being around people insistent on misunderstanding me.

Maybe we could have understood you better if you actually had a conversation rather than misunderstanding text messages.

My fat zaps go towards @Corny Chat. I guess I should have told you I go both ways.

You aren't that funny that people will ignore you being a prick forever. I unfollowed ages ago because your antics being annoying outweighed the occasional slight chuckle. Now you get 0 zaps from me. The whole protocol had a shared "what a prick" moment and you are proud. Clearly there isn't a single mirror in your house.

The late night corny chat session wasn't about you at all, it was about what we all had for Thanksgiving and Chef's lamb leg situation...and popcorn. I believe the midafternoon corny chat was the appreciation club.