If I could change somthing about this forum

[cherples]

Those silly little phrases that follow some people's posts.

The ones that you read as part of a post that reappear as part of the post every time the poster says something.

Seriously, who adds a sentence to every sentence they say in a conversation.

Imagine having a chat with someone who randomly end each turn of voice with something like "truth be told in the winter and the summer with silence in between" I don't know about anyone else but I'd be rolling on the floor laughing within a short while, or making a hasty exit.   :^O

[cherry*135]

I tune out to them mostly.

[just_me_karen]

I agree. Siggies are annoying. Good forums have an option to block them, but not eBay. I particularly dislike the coloured ones, or those with images ;\

[i-need-a-martini]

I find them annoying cause sometimes I read them as part of the post.

[cherples]

I find them annoying cause sometimes I read them as part of the post.

that's the one

[cherples]

or is doing well for an or  :^O

[the_great_she_elephant]

They say they can learn a lot from a signature.

[*crikey*mate*]

I like the ones that stand out, because in the beginning of this new format, it was hard to tell where one post ended and the other started.

Some of them are really good too - even though it's long gone now, the slinky one still gives me a laugh. Others have provided thought provoking statements, but then I'm into all that kinda stuff, maybe others aren't.

I think it's mean though when posters use them to ridicule another poster though. I think the one with the maths equation in it was/is rude.

[i-need-a-martini]

The only one that was ever any good was the one with the moving ants. I thnk it was kilroy that had it. Used to drive me crazy but made me smile.

[the_great_she_elephant]

I think it's mean though when posters use them to ridicule another poster though. I

think the one with the maths equation in it was/is rude.

Now, now, Crikey, haven't we all been told that unsupported accusations are aught but mindless desperation?