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¿Question #2724?
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Blott: When Hasbro purchases BGG from derk and aldie.
aleo09: never.
koikessler: about 24.1 hours from now
cgund: ..
Lardarse: Shortly after hell freezes over, honey.
spayne: tomorrow
coyotelaughs: between now and never
Polgara: soon
vandemonium: I pray never. I would be devestated beyond comprehension, or really sad, or I'd at least notice, probably, if that ever happens.
Asmoridin: *sigh. Never, there's always bored geeks
le_cygne: When BGG ceases to be popular?
matthan: tomorrow
DHEK: I think it has already happened. So I guess it's goodbye to you.
Seth_Logan: Keep up like this and you'll find out soon enough!
TheDS: I'm pessimistic about this, so I'll have to say it won't happen until either BGG dies or you do.
tagger418: April 22nd 4:57 PM EST
Reloaded: at the rate you crank them out... 1 lightyear.
ZiggyZambo: Yesterday
scriptorum: Christmas, perhaps.
bigbadsteve: probably on the day when every major designer releases a new game
Cut & Space: Never
POvidiusNaso: 5 days ago.
Shotmagnet: now. no, wait! ah, hell!
queequeg: today
Loquutus: Next Tuesday, when all the real gamers are in Lancaster, PA.
GI Joe: 3 weeks from last Tuesday
Cavedog_pdx: 12/20/2012
Lord_Prussian: Not any time soon
Belash: never! Bring more GQ's on!!!
skrutsch: Umm...when people get bored...or we could all agree not to look at questions for 36 hours.
2amp: never
djlg: When the geek server melts down.
ValJor: Never
CortexBomb: Never
mandj2001: bah.....you have to READ it to know he doesn't want you to READ it. what a classic Catch 22.
xlorp: Tomorrow?
puffinge: Would you really stop?
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MisterCranky: Tim Synge is being a smartass--get him!
skelebone: Between now and never.
snoozefest: several weeks from now
chaddyboy_2000: Never.
CDRodeffer: Ha! I'm going to try to keep you at it.
Spielfreak: When I'm away on vacation.
Tim Synge: Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.