Smoke doesn't like the words on the screen.
We all came to the forum,
'cuz we heard that SMOKE was there,
to make posts with his buddies,
while they all sipped their beers,
When the night had ended,
we knew he'd be back again,
posting time was running out,
somewhere he might find a friend,
SMOKE ON THE FORUM,
POWER POSTING IN HIS EYES,
SMOKE ON THE FORUM...
They burned down the gambling forum,
the SMOKE rose to the sky,
funky posts were coming in and out,
and the Mods they all cried,
When it all was over,
they knew the SMOKE was still around,
they found him all cuddly with,
his avatar on the ground...(nice jugs)
SMOKE ON THE FORUM,
POWER POSTING IN HIS EYES,
SMOKE ON THE FORUM...