May 2nd, 2010 is the one year anniversary of Harry Tuttle joining Fairfax Underground. As you go through the day, think back over the past year and appreciate what Harry Tuttle has given to this site.

Thank you for your even-handed approach and contributions to this virtual community, Mr. Tuttle.

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13 4826 0948 82695 25847. Yes.

God bless you Harry

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W.W.S.D. what would Scooby Doo

Harry is handsome.

I believe Mr. Tuttle is actually Kenny Rogers. Thanks for "The Gambler," Kenny.

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W.W.S.D. what would Scooby Doo

Really, guys... You shouldn't have...

I don't know what to say... I'm honored. I can't believe it's been a year already. It seems like just yesterday I was being called a Furfur clone by spunky (The REAL spunky) and being called a redneck for some reason still unknown to me.
By the way, Tone, is that what you were getting at with the Kenny Rogers comment?

I would like to thank all of you, though, for making this site interesting enough to keep coming back to... (in order of appearance)

spunky
Margie (believe it or not)
WTL
The good Professor (Pangloss)
Gravis
inkahootz
MrMephisto
Furfur
Melissa (RIP)
Alias
blisters (especially vintage blisters)
Gulligan and friends (BIG SHOUT OUTZ TO MY BOY)
Thurston Moore (RIP)
eesh
moose1
Mr. Misery
EDIT: How could I forget the "suk mi dik mi nigga" guy?!
@aol wizard (yeah, you won me over)
Conie
All the unregistered "trolls" out there (Keep doin' your thing, y'all)

And, of course, I'd like to thank God (AKA Cary)

To anyone else I missed: Sorry that you're so nondescript that I forgot you.

Long live Fairfax Underground!

Signatures are for fags



Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 05/02/2010 05:45PM by Harry Tuttle.

I remember my first day here. I was hanging out in the break room, still trying to get my bearings--nervous because I had just been called 'ghey' by FAIRFAX COUNTYS MASTER OF METAL--when this handsome older gentlemen walked in, holding a brown coffee mug and dressed in a very dapper royal blue turtle-neck. He simply put his hand on my shoulder and said, "you'll get the hang of it, kid." I was so taken aback--no one at the Underground had taken the time to so much as insult me or call me out as an imposter (except for FAIRFAX COUNTYS MASTER OF METAL, when I accidentally stepped on his Reeboks in the Men's room earlier that day)--yet, here was this man--at least twice my age--extending his hand in friendship and offering a warm welcome. "Thanks," I said, pausing after that and looking around nervously, the tears still moist in the corners of my eye. "Don't mention it, kid," Harry Tuttle said--and it was then that I knew what a great man this Harry Tuttle character was; he had not only taken the time to say hi to me, to welcome me into the Underground, but when I had said "Thanks", he was even gentleman enough to reply with the appropriate response......"Don't mention it." He didn't simply grunt "uh-huh..." like some of the knuckle-dragging oafs I had met that day when presented with a similar "thank you".....he actually took the time to make words come out of his mouth, like a person. "Say, it's about time we get to work," he said next, and pushed open the ludicrously heavy breakroom door for me, adding, "Jeezus Christ....why do they have to make these God Damn doors so heavy..."

It was then that I knew Harry Tuttle was a special man.

Happy anniversary, Harry. And fuck those heavy doors, man. I'm with you.
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That's a very nice story, Mr. Misery.

I met Harry during his quest to find an old bald headed friend. With my assistance, the long lost friends were reunited. When you're able to help a person in such a way... well, it just makes you feel good.

That good deed paid off when Harry aided me during a difficult time in my FFXU life.

A deranged poster had launched a GOA (gross out alias) campaign, executing a pornographic DoS attack on my PM mailbox, using hundreds of NSFAA (not safe for any audience) images.
I remember thinking.... what will this psychotic nut do next? I was afraid. Could this be the Son of the Son of Sam?

I'll never forget when Harry, aka Superman, flew in to save me. He taught me how to gather evidence, how to document each instance of GOA and how to quote and hot link my evidence.
He saved my life.

Another time, he flew in and saved me when I was walking along a lonely sidewalk in the middle of the night and stupidly said, "Hello, lovely evening, isn't it?" to a stranger, who turned out to be a rapist.

Harry is the man.
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I know this Harry Tuttle poster. He used to troll the discussion forums on Craigslist with all types of weird stuff and would occasionally post as Gustevson Gornadi. Does he still post on this website?