TLDR: Goodbye stranger. It's been a slice.

My journey here at TRP has been interesting. I first joined to get a handle on things and help out my sons. I've learned a lot and have watched this community mature over the past year. Sometimes things regress - inevitable when young blood keep joining the mix. The good news is there are plenty of solid voices here.

It's been enlightening and liberating, but there comes a time to move on (met my goal of 10k votes).

I want to leave you all with a smile...

The inspector was doing his annual rounds at the psychiatric hospital. He got down to the last ward, housing the 4 most disturbed cases. He glances at his watch, thinking he could still make it home early.

He walks up to the first room, slides the door panel back and looks in. There he sees a guy dressed up in a baseball uniform. He's wielding a bat and tossing up a baseball, hitting it towards the wall.

"What are you doing?" asks the inspector.

"I'm Babe Ruth, and when I hit 1000 home runs I'm getting out of this place."

"Okay," replied the inspector. "Good luck with that."

Shaking his head he moves to the next room...

It's the same scenario, except this time it's a football player in full pads, running hard into heavily padded walls.

"What are you doing?" asked the inspector.

"I'm Walter Payton, and when I score 1000 touchdowns, I'm getting out of this place."

"Hmmm," replies the inspector. "Good luck with that."

He moves on to the third room, and finds a guy dressed in hockey gear blasting a puck against the wall.

"Let me guess, you're Wayne Gretzky?" asked the inspector.

"That's me," he tells him, "And when I score 1000 (more) goals, I'm getting out of this place."

The inspector comments to the team of administrators accompanying him on the rounds, "These cases are disturbing. I've never seen anything like it."

One of them replies, "Sir, I'm afraid this last one is the most extreme case of all."

The inspector slides back the last door panel and looks in...

There in the middle of an empty room is a man lying flat on his back, perfectly still, stark naked, staring up at the ceiling. The inspector stares in disbelief. He looks closer, and sees the man has a stiff erection, with something oddly-shaped carefully perched on top of it.

He squints to see the object more clearly... and realizes it's a shelled peanut.

After a long pause, the inspector draws in a slow, deep breath and asks in absolute puzzlement, "What on earth are you doing?"

The man turns his head to towards the inspector, and answers...

"!ereh fo tuo gnitteg REVEN m'I dna, sutn gnikcuf m'I" <===


Stay red gents.