Oh, there he goes off to his room to write that hit song "Alone in my principles."
Question #2610 posted on 01/24/2004 midnight
Q:

Dear 100 Hour Board,
Mae'n bachgen. Ddewedais i wrtho fe fy mod i wedi syrthio mewn cariad gyda fe. Ond dydy e ddim yn deall. Beth sy'n bod arna i?
Mae Board yn ardderchog. Daliwch a ti!
- Angharad

A: Dear Angharad-

Yes.

Atlas
A: Poor, Unfortunate Angharad,
Enraged, I stand brinked on imperative insurrection, oblivious to insurmountable palification. Why? Instantaneous the query? Possibility looms nefarious, akin to insipid exigency, though indescribable euphoria supplants unrestrained fanciful mortification. Ahh... valediction is such nectareous lugubriousness...
=> Obfuscator