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Ok, since I've been one for a while, it's time for me to let you in on the secret society of moderators...

We meet through psychic meetings. All those times you thought we showed up in one place because we're psychic... it's true. It's like how Aquaman talks to fish with that weird sonar sound. If ever you hear that sound, you may be in the proximity of a moderator.

Moderators can fly. Since most people never look up, they are completely unaware there is a moderator flying over their head making sure they don't spam something to the person they're standing next to. That's why you never hear anyone shout "Bump!" IRL, because it's been deleted.

Moderators are made entirely of chocolate. The gold is just foil. Peel it back and you have the chocolate underneath. Oh wait... that's the Oscars. Nevermind.

Batboy!

Everything we do is done entirely with magic and witchcraft. Though sometimes threads get turned into white rabbits and doves because at least one moderator is a magician instead of a witch. I don't know which one... but we do our best to clean it up... especially when the doves catch fire and fly around, setting everything on fire.

When that gets out of hand, Gaia's finest fire fighting team, Ladder 19, get on the job and put it all out. They talk about changing that number cause of the whole Ron Bruise conspiracy and the UFO nuts who hang around outside getting in the way.

But you never heard any of this from me. Shhh...