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I've had a rather nasty relapse of my Ulcerative Colitis, and the specialists have recommenced I come into hospital today. Usually I'm in there for a week or so while the intravenous steroids and fluids work their magic.

So for the moment all collabs and projects are on hold (this was easier than mailing all of you), and could all NUMA queries be diverted to other members of staff.

Thanks guys.

That sucks, man. Good luck recovering from your ultra-coitus.

rennaT wrote:That sucks, man. Good luck recovering from your ultra-coitus.

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Ahem, well, uh, get better soon ^^

we will miss thee atob.

Get well soon, dude

Feel better!

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Please get better,
Cause we all need you!

;D

I'm no poet, but get well soon, atob. :)

Time for me to be evil and point out that this means that atob might not make the Short Map Comp. deadline in time, and someone else may have a chance to win.

But seriously, that sucks; it's definitely worse than ultra-coitus.

yeah. get well soon.
im not a peot either, so i wont try

I'll try.

Get well soon, astheoceansblue
Because NUMA will burn in flames without you
We wish you the best, and hope that this can bolster
Your hopes while you deal with that painfully nasty ulcer.

That took me all of 30 seconds XD

whoah. best poem ive heard all week.
exactly how long did it take to write that?
30 secondsss!!!!!!!!!!!!!



get well!
dont kill numa!
rebel!

Get well, atob.

blackbelmoral wrote:

BE_nSPIRED wrote:get well atob, oh and blackbelmoral, do you really need to reply to like 50 topics in one go, I thought that was spamming?

i dont.
i dont spam. spamming is like this:
[spam]spamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspamspam[/spam]
see the anti-spamming topic for complete hypocricy

Must you ruin a perfectly good thread with your spam?
It looks like I'm gonna have to make another poem. Ded to antispam.



I call upon, The Weisslenny
To come to this thread, and help me.
The spam is coming from blackbelmoral,
Please use your powers and teach him.. a moral.

You see, this thread was for our atob.
And a member came and the attention he robbed.
He robbed not from no one, but from our friend.
So we had better put this misery to an end.

bummer. hope you get better. <3.

TribulatioN wrote:Must you ruin a perfectly good thread with your spam?
It looks like I'm gonna have to make another poem. Ded to antispam.



I call upon, The Weisslenny
To come to this thread, and help me.
The spam is coming from blackbelmoral,
Please use your powers and teach him.. a moral.

You see, this thread was for our atob.
And a member came and the attention he robbed.
He robbed not from no one, but from our friend.
So we had better put this misery to an end.

Amen brotha'

Wow, that looks nasty. Hope you get better real soon!

Irrelevant posts have been deleted. blackbelmoral, please try be a little bit thoughtful with your posts.

I hope you get well soon, atob.

Ha, I was discharged after a single day! Apparently I reacted well enough to the single treatment to be put on a home course. Was looking forward to a week of hospital walls and school dinner quality food, a real shame....

Thanks for the wishes, spam, and poetry :)

atob wrote:Ha, I was discharged after a single day! Apparently I reacted well enough to the single treatment to be put on a home course. Was looking forward to a week of hospital walls and school dinner quality food, a real shame....

Thanks for the wishes, spam, and poetry :)

Glad to hear that. :]

Yeah, that's great ^_^

There once was a guy... *turns to face audience* "I presume?" *turns back* ... called atob.
Who had an ulcerectomy... bob.
He went to the doc.
Who told him "Get lost"
Because his story wasnt enough of a sob.

Crappest poem ever, by all means possible. It's a limerick, for starters... Half of it isnt true, and just added so it rhymes. The temptation for childish humour was unparalleled.

GTM wrote:There once was a guy... *turns to face audience* "I presume?" *turns back* ... called atob.
Who had an ulcerectomy... bob.
He went to the doc.
Who told him "Get lost"
Because his story wasnt enough of a sob.

Crappest poem ever, by all means possible. It's a limerick, for starters... Half of it isnt true, and just added so it rhymes. The temptation for childish humour was unparalleled.

That's quite funny GTM! :]

recently atob got ulcers,
to death, he was getting quite closer.
his doctor said, "hey,
you look better today."
so he went home and sat on his sofer.

;)

I didn't mean to cause a poetic revolution!

That's great news atob! =)