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As originally written 12 years ago by robit, who was unknowable...

The tale of the creation of 24/365 has been requested to be documented, so I will recall to the fullest of my memory the events that led to the inception, gestation, and delivery of 24/365. If you plan to consume popcorn during the reading of the "Gospel of 24/365", I recommend that you pop it now*, before beginning.

*-bonus points for using bacon salt.

So in the beginning, there was Night Crew and there was Rictus or something like that. (The author of the Gospel wouldn't know for sure because he doesn't spend time in boards outside of GD that aren't BOTD). Night after night ARFCOM members' mothers would wonder if their sons were going to emerge from their funk-laden basement quarters, from amongst the piles of empty takeout pizza boxes and discarded red-bull packaging. Sadly, threads like NightCrew kept the men (adult sons, mind you) riveted to their brightly lit ACER laptops (plastered with Larue and Magpul stickers and BFL decals). From time to time, when the NightCrew threads would slow down to the point of unfunctionality, the Rictus threads would light up in a flurry of bromance and self-esteem destroying photographs.

One night, in early January, the year 2012, a prophet visited the GD forum and with him brought knowledge to the hive that they were not the only group of basement-dwelling, post whoring social pariahs to occupy a message boards. It was with great anguish the prophet informed the hive that they were not only not alone in cyberspace, but they were not even near the most productive. The hive fell silent. How could they not be the most productive forums on the interwebs? Rage swept through GD like a wildfire. Their anger was born of misunderstanding. GD was always busy! you can't keep up with it! We even had a thread that people posted in all night long to keep the forum moving overnight! The hive was determined to see who posted more than they did. A firemission was called for, volunteers had to be turned away. They all knew what they were accepting, they were going to venture out into the internets to see who could possibly be more organized that ARF. They knew the mission that they faced provided nearly certain death, but they were determined to protect their reputations. the PMAG covers littered the floor of GD, knee deep.

They set out to recon the enemy, and barely made it out the door when they set their eyes on the most slovenly, obese enemy they'd ever seen. Weight Watchers. They were not prepared for how outgunned they were going to be, as we all know .223 is not a proper round for hog hunting. 1/2 the members were equipped with 9mm side arms, again, ineffective for scavengerous beasts! A quick assessment of the enemy had the hive in a hasty retreat back to the safety of GD. A plan was discussed to cook poisoned chili and deliver it to Weight Watchers, but the inevitable debate over weather or not to include beans meant the Texas HTF threatened to turn against their ARFCOM brethren, and the plan was scrapped.

SouthEndXGF wept at the state of his beloved home. Brother was turning against brother, and Weight Watchers was pulling further away in the forum rankings, as it was just after the new year and dieting was in full swing for the one week of the year that people actually diet (New Years Resolutions). South took it all in, and realized that maybe the best way to beat the Weight Watchers was to employ their own strategy against them. ARF had to post as fast and as furiously as possible, and they had to do it immediately. In his drunken stupor, South was reminded that he was about to hit his 18,000th post by his fellow Texan, BNR. He realized it was exactly the opportunity that he needed to unite his brethren. He mustered up his liquid courage and charged forwards with his 18,000th post. Several ARFCOMMERS saw his brave charge, heading toward the enemy with hellfire in his eyes, and rushed to support him. In no particular order, it was R_Fury, BNR, Lichter, sparky, FF, AJ, JP, Burnsy, VRM, IWK, Fozzy, Berto, RWK, SWC, Reaper, and more... They bravely rushed to his side, and fought bravely for 2 weeks straight, 24 hours a day, never letting up the fight.

Soon, they grew to be good friends. They shared many happy birthdays and posted many babnanas. Their galliant efforts were recognized by site staff and the NC even came over to assist them in their mission during the daytime! They never were able to bring down the evil WW boards, but that was never really the point anyway.

Used without the permission of SouthEndXGF, more should recognize the genius of our glorious founder.

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Gm frens

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PRECSPKOAHR this morning.

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Pic of wifey not loading .

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That's putting a lot of faith in the postal system to not fuck it up.

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Got all the crackle off without having to strip everything. Of course the rag left fuzz everywhere that I didn't notice until I resprayed. Now I have a hairy rifle.

Not sure if it's better or worse, but it's pink again. Fuck's sake.

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Just like a rose petal pink?

Or are we talking fluorescent hot pink from the 80's?

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Here's what it looked like before I ruined it with clear.

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This is karma for such a bad idea

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That's hot.

Dessert Warrior.

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Is that the ALG trigger?

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That's hot.

Dessert Warrior.

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What are we doing today?

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Working.

In six hours, taking that licensing exam remotely.

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Here's what it looked like before I ruined it with clear.

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For meal team 6

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Donut you uncultured swine.

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Donut you uncultured swine.

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Gm frens

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I'm going to need a bigger boat.

Or gun.

Probably both.

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Grey bars aren't people.