Man, I have finally arrived. Along with recent Celebrityhood inductees such as Porkchop, one feels invigorated breathing the rarified air. I have received the official Celebrity garb Teddy issues to all new recruits. Apparently he sourced the uniforms at a Shriners garage sale in Scarborough. Man, I'm not sure about the Fez, puffy shirt, and these pointy toed shoes that curve up. Perhaps one day I will have one of Rolo's threads dedicated to my new Celebrity status. Perhaps there'll even be some hot babes therein, one can hope.

You are now an offical chick-magnet. Be careful with your new powers.

V

congrats dude!

Trust me you get use to it
The hard part is not to hang in the bar with all teh booze and temptations to be reaching the true Master Yoda title that is something else

I think only Donner got to that level

no dude ...the fez is YOU!!!! Congrats!!!

OUTSTANDING!

Now you can be like me.

Welcome to the club! I'm not that much ahead in # of posts and I joined in 2002!

Congratulations.

Now, all the Pledges will have to clean your room!

Is that an SM57 in your pants or are you just happy to be a celeb now???


Congrats!

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Originally posted by VanStone:
You are now an offical chick-magnet. Be careful with your new powers.

V

he better be careful, out in cali he might end up being a dude magnet lol, i cannot make myself get to 2000 posts, i got way lazy after the first 1000....if you can break 2000 youll be a king!

Thanks guys, feelin' the love....Where's my hot babes Rolo...

no kidding, rolo? c'mon buddy you always get the best lol.

Congrats!

woo-hoo congrats...!

I feel like Steve Martin

congrats my man!

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one feels invigorated breathing the rarified air.

Oh excuse me - the rarified air should clear in a moment. Congrats!

Geez.. I had to oblige( )

Here you go jaydee, enjoy (clip of Dream On by Aerosmith plays on):










If you getto be even more celebrity Obsessed to that kind of photo life you must get some New Gear:







SOme Star Trek phasers to stun the women, hgmmmm I meant any intruder :






And... always have a Plan B (keep it safe):






Now let me continue my Scientific research, I am most busy these days:

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Originally posted by Donner:
woo-hoo congrats...!

I feel like Steve Martin

That's kinda what I was thinking about, too! What a funny sketch. And for the he** of it:

"I'm gonna give you a chance to look in on one of the most exclusive clubs in the world.

Conan O'Brien [Sean the Doorman]: Welcome, Mr. Hanks. Once again, congratulations on your fifth appearance.

Tom: Thank you, it's a real thrill.

Conan: Mr. Hanks, would you like your club robe now?

Tom: Boy, would I! Thank you...

Conan: Sean the doorman.

Tom: "Sean." [enters the club]

Paul Simon: Tom! Congratulations! Welcome aboard!

Tom: Thanks, Mr. Simon.

Paul: Please, call me Paul.

Tom: Okay! [Excited]..."Paul"

Paul: You know, we've had our eye on you ever since your third show. We knew you'd made five.

Tom: Wow, that's flattering.

Paul: Yes. There was some concern after Joe Vs. The Volcano, but you made it, and good for you!

Tom: Thanks.

Paul: Step into the reading room. I think you'll like it. Steve, look who's joined us.

Steve Martin: Tom, Tom old bean! Let's have a look at you. That robe fits you smashingly.

Tom: Thanks, Mr. Martin.

Steve: Please, call me Mr. Steve Martin.

Tom: Thanks, Mr. Steve Martin.

Steve: Whoa! I think someone needs to learn the club handshake.

[Steve and Paul demonstrate an intricate handshake.]

Steve: Tom, sit down. Y'know, I hope you appreciate the responsibility that comes with being a fiver. Let's be frank - it takes a certain caliber of performer to earn that fifth show.

Elliott Gould: [wet, towel slung around his shoulders] Hey, Steven! You really oughta take a dip. The pool's a perfect eighty degrees.

Steve [to Tom]: He practically lives here.

Elliott: Tom Hanks! Welcome aboard!

Tom: Hi, Mr. Could.

Elliott: Mazel tov, old man. Y'know, it is much easier to get five nowadays. Nothing against you, Tom. Let's get you fixed up. Care for some supper?

Tom: Sure!

Elliott: Waiter!

[Jon Lovitz enters as a waiter, with menus.]

Jon: Here you are, Mr. Gould. Welcome, Mr. Hanks.

Tom: Jon, you work here?

Jon: Work is work.

Steve: I'll have the Chevy Chase, and easy on the ham this time.

Jon: Good choice, Mr. Steve Martin.

Tom: Wow. So many choices. What do I do?

Steve: Try the Anthony Michael Hall. It's surprisingly good.

Paul: I'll have the Joe Piscopo.

Steve [Disapprovingly]: Really.

Jon: And to drink?

Tom: I'll have a beer.

Jon: Anyone else?

Elliott: I'll have a Jenny Craig protein shake.

Conan: Jon, we're having that problem again at the door.

Jon: I'll handle it. [goes to door, addresses Ralph Nader, dressed as a crazy man] Mr. Nader, I've told you before, this club is for members only.

Ralph Nader [Holding a tattered script]: But I've hosted the show! I swear!

Jon: Sorry, sir, five-timers only.

Ralph [With friends]: See- there's Steve Martin, there's Paul Simon... Tom Hanks just joined!

Jon: Out! All of you! Out! I got rid of him, gentlemen.

Paul: Very good, Jon.

Elliott: I smell something burning.

Jon: My muffins!

Tom: Well, everyone, this has been a thrill, but I have to go finish the rest of the monologue.

Elliott: What are you talking about? You can do it from here.

Tom: What?

Steve: Of course! You're a five-timer! You don't need to be there! You can phone it in!

Tom: Really?

Paul: Sure! Elliott, hand him the club phone.

Elliott: This is a direct line to the studio.

Tom: Hey, great!

Steve [handing him a pip]: Make your self comfortable, boy! Say whatever you want!

Tom: Well, okay. [Into phone] Uh...we've got a great show! Edie Brickell is here!

All: Well done, good job, son.

Tom: We'll be right back!"

The air is rarified, but still smells of burning rope. You'll get used to the fez.

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The air is rarified, but still smells of burning rope.

That ain't rope, it's Ganja. Thanks Rolo, she's sweet as honey.