I could post first, but I need to muck out the echidna enclosure.

Filthy little beasts crap everywhere ...

Does this qualify as the second post? I have nothing interesting to say.

Someone should write a program to visualize plastic surgery for the wee wee.

As much as I agree that such a program would be beneficial to doctors and self-mutilators, that is something I don't even want to think about, much less visualize.

I have a big wiener.

11? I'm not so rash as to download this, but it sure doesn't seem to have the same user interface care lavished on it that many of your other picks do.

Dear Mr. Mickey Knox,

The very fact that you took the time to respond shows that you took the time to visualize the concept and the results thereby contradicting yourself when you say you don't want to visualize such a thing. Furthermore, it is readily apparent to the casual observer that you like sticking your wee wee in a blender and pulsing it on chop mode and therefore a wee wee plastic surgery program is just what you need. The bloody stains on pants give you away Mr. Knox. So please, don't give us this self righteous crap...in general, please don't poop in a shoe box and then hand them the box and say, "I made this for you." I bet you just visualized yourself pooping in a shoe box. You are such a shoe box pooper! You are only one step away from sharpening your own turds. I suggest you seek professional help.

Mr. Norm "O-My-Weiner-Just-Fell-Off" Tidwell:

My therapist says that you need a few (many) rounds of electroshock therapy. Is Tuesday good for you? He has explained that the benefits far outweigh the side effects, and soon you will be sharpened-turd and poop-filled shoebox free! Free!

At least do it for the children.

Excuse me, the name is Mr. Norm “O-My-Weiner-Just-Wore-Off” Tidwell. To a slight stub if you want to be exact about it. That's what you get when you try to open the front door of your house with a key taped to the end of your wee wee. I thought I would have saved time by not having to reach into my pocket.

Visualize this!

When I relax, I take my pants off.

...zip...buckle, buckle...snap...whoosh...ahhhhhh

Norm's back. Hide your children and your pets.

By the by, shouldn't it be "...zip...unbuckle, unbuckle...snap...whoosh...ahhhhh" ?

and don't you think "whoosh" is a bit of an overstatement?

Aussie -

can you send me the echidna muck? I like to fashion ashtray's out of it and sell them to hippies. Those bastards will buy anything.

I still have nothing intersting to say. However, I can visualize Norm inserting his key into an emply light socket.

In the screen shot, the picture of the woman on the left looks a lot like naomi. Interestingly enough, the one on the right looks a lot like ladd after an all night analrexic binge and purge party.

I find the review of this software to be HIGHLY unfair!I was able to make myself look 10 years younger with it,and after a trip to the plastic surgeon I will be resuming my career.

Nick, I'd love to send you the echidna muck, but sadly it's highly inflammable -- something to do with the oil around ants' arseholes -- and has to be disposed of by the army.

Apparently quite a bit of it is still stockpiled in southern Iraq.

Plasticom should not be on perversiontracker.com.

First off, you've got to admit, it's a pretty impressive program. Although not all that useful (to the majority of Mac users anyway), I bet none of that staff at perversiontracker.com could create anything nearly as complex or well written as this program...even if the well-being of their virgin nether-regions depended on it.

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Pay no attention to what a critic says. A statue has never been erected in honor of a critic. You know who critics are? The men who have failed in everything they do. As a bankrupt thief turns thief-taker in despair, so an unsuccessful artist turns a critic. Deconstruction glorifes the critic, humiliates the author, and makes the reader wonder why he bothered. Consider criticism as the last ditch effort of a failure trying to justify his existence.

JUDGE NOT, LEST YE BE JUDGED

Hee hee!

I Norm O. Tidwell need no justification for criticizing this program. So I say with out any inhibitions what so ever, fuck this program!

OK, where is the hole where I am supposed to insert my wee wee!? What kind of "fucking" software has no hole? Geez, what is this world coming to when useless software has no "fucking" hole?

Having trouble getting it to interface with your hardware, Norm?

You know, it's been a while since we hit the "70 post" mark. we should strive for greatness once again. I'll do my part by posting nonsensical gibberish. Norm will do two or three people's work.

I'll chip in with a small donation of words like "antidisestablismentarianism" and even some Turkish government instrumentalities, such as the Diyanet Isleri Baskanligi.

I'm afraid, however, that I can't do much more than that.

It's that time of year again -- time to scape the barnacles from beneath Grandma's thighs.

Belvedere! Do be a chum! How about a barnacle scraper and a 2-litre flagon of Old Nose-Numb Brown Muscat? Cheers!

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Well done, aussie. You re a true saint, old turnip.