The Noach issue is a weird little mystery. Here we have someone who hates Disney, doesn't travel, spends lots of time surfing internet travel sights and posting lists of them here, creeps people out and won't apologize, promises to go away but comes back, and is constantly insulted but won't go away for good. Hasn't anyone else wondered about this?

I think I have figured out what is going on. Noach was mentally ill, so he did a lot of offensive things, but he doesn't remember them now that he is on a Prozac cocktail. He was away while they were adjusting his meds, and that is why he didn't reply to the numerous threads over the last few weeks that vilified him. He doesn't travel, perhaps due to a rare auto-immune disorder (a case of the sniffles might just kill him), so he can only surf the net and share his virtual experiences with us that way. He hates Disney because his Make-A-Wish application was rejected long ago and he is still bitter about it. He keeps coming back because we are the only "friends" he has in the world, and a guy can only play so much Nintendo.

So don't you all feel bad for being mean to a poor, demented bubble-boy?

You people are unbelievably cruel and obviously seeverely threatened by anyone who has an IQ higher than your shoe size.

Noach, we all know that the last post was you again. We are very clever.

Continuing the Noach bashing, I have several questions for our man Noach: where have you traveled in the last twelve months? the last twenty four months? the last sixty months? what type of ailment do you suffer from? if you have a serious mental or physical ailment that explains your actions let us know, otherwise you're just a freak.

how weird you people are!

You fools: Wild Bill IS Noach!

Actually, it might be best if I simply ignored most of the outrageous posts about me. Why even dignify them with a response? Why even lend any legitimacy to these cruel, absurd, paranoid delusional rantings?

Intelligent and reasonable people will realize how absurd they are anyway.

All right, Wild Bill. We'll let you crawl back to your cell in peace.
Salve!