User:Toxicgirl

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Toxissippi...
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In the before times, of Long Long ago, there was heavy traffic in Let Me Just Say This. Of course, the history of that is well documented and can be traced back to one man. Blind Dog was at a Sox/D-Rays game at the Trop, and noticed a target rich environment of Soxy Ladies who gained points on the 1-10 scale by sporting the Sox gear. This observation led to the meeting and mingling of several people, we shall call them regulars. These regulars would spend many a day and night propelling Let Me Just Say This into the 20, 000 post realm.

During this time, we came across some dark times. The boards were spammed by an idiot named Star, who was later shot down by Dead Guy Perez. If not for the valiant efforts of a young boy, all would have been lost. But Filipe waded through all of the spam to resurrect Let Me Just Say This, and Lt. Remy, who was still Very Remy at the time, pinned us to save the hassle of digging through the posts. This allowed us to continue our mingling, at which time we decided to begin the RSN bar.

While chilling in the RSN bar, the regulars uncovered a wonderful and joyous myspace feature... The Chatroom. Randomly chosen for its weakness to all things North, we chose a southern state to once again conquer. Mississippi was the victim of our wrath. It fell to us quicker than France fell to Germany in World War 2.

We faced some insurgents from time to time, and had our fair share of fun with the locals (not to be confused with regulars). We learned of Hack's unnatural obsession for copulating with corpses, especially grand parents and great grand parents. We learned of Scott's dislike for all things southern. We learned that Cuban chicks were hypocrits who blasted Puerto Rican Yankee fans, then talked to them all sweet like in Spanish so that the average user couldn't tell what was being said.

And then the good times really began. The great and mighty lord Tox discovered Mississippi. With his noble leadership, a round table was formed, with Knights and Ladies to be inducted into the inner circle.

Lady Crissy, Lady AK of 47, Lady Ally, Lady Kelly, and Lady K of the J would join Sir Ice of Ploweth, Sir Bra of Goochy, Sir Chadworthy D'Radington, Sir Eddy Behind Enemy Lines, Sir Alan of the Chocolate Bear, Sir Guapo of El, Sir Aaron of Black Bear, Sir Flipper of Eye Muffs, Sir Walker of Texas Ranger, Sir Scott of America's Asshole, Sir Jeff of the Noodles of Ramen and the Lord of the Knuckle would preside a strong, yet fair rule over the newly dubbed Toxissippi as the Knights of the Drunken Green Monster. Our crest can still be viewed on the Toxissippi main page.

Unfortunately, the days of Knights and Chivalry are over, as only Sir Eddy still lives. The Knights of the Drunken Green Monster disbanded and went about our regular lives in RSN. Had it not been for Brandon, Toxissippi may have been lost forever.

The Tool of the Day became a uniter, drawing in the old knights and ladies to discuss people who have the qualities of a grade A assclown, and putting it to a vote for the man/woman/child/thing that would become the biggest tool of the week. This concept also brought new members into the fold. We shall refer to them as the "new" regulars. Those that have found this place have done so because the regulars find you to be interesting, educated, and worthy of our company. We have welcomed you to this world to escape some of the idiocy that presides over our original home of RSN. And with the loss of the original LMJST, we thought we may have lost everything that was important to all of us EXCEPT for Toxissippi. However Blind Dog was resurrected as Knuckle Children, and delivered us from evil in the form of NEW LMJST.

So with all of that said, please be aware of the awesome gift you have been granted with your acceptance into this exclusive group. You have been welcomed for your love of the Sox and for your love of your fellow Toxissippian. Violators such as Ace Shaw and Bradford have been wiped from our ranks and banished, never to be heard from again. Do not fall into their ways, or you will experience a similar fate. Please stay on the right side of the Tox and all of his loyal followers, or perish in the abyss of myspace hell.