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All right you little piglets....I must help finish the opera,I can't be disturbed.
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You'll have to excuse my rather sudden and unannounced departure from the Snowy Woods... Clandestine mission - can't divulge anything more than that....other than....well... no. It will compromise the mission. I can't do this - it isn't fair. Let's just say a few of the smarty pants nerdy trailer's we getting a bit too far out of line - and the situation has been neutralized. Godamnity!!! I've said too much.... Sack up Clyde - fine work :tro::tro: |
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MORTY!!
This song has your name all over it: Watch Her Disappear Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you... And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress Wearing a sunset of purple, tightly woven around your hair that rose in strangled ebony curls moving in a yellow bedroom light. The air is wet with sound. The faraway yelping of a wounded dog. And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak. Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat. A light goes on and the door opens. And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard. A wooden cherry scent is faintly breathing the air. I hear your champagne laugh. You wear two lavender orchids. One in your hair and one on your hip. A string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the dusk, circling the lake with a slowly dipping halo and I hear a banjo tango. And you dance into the shadow of a black poplar tree And I watched you as you disappeared. I watched you as you disappeared. I watched you as you disappeared. I watched you as you disappeared. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AOsy4...eature=related |
That was the strangest thing I have ever seen in my life.
And I have seen Polo Tomato, |
Clydee-poo,
Do you have any compelling proof that you are not gay? |
I didn't think so. :D
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Come on sporty fans! Let's play the violin, eh I mean let's sing Clydee some praises. :{>:
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[ MeSS just read a certain posting of mine from today.He's fetching the NAPALM.
Let's watch. Should be fun ] |
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Where the hell is Franny? |
Oh I'll come out of my brackets now.
Franny is being an unconscionable witch. She's not exactly what you would call a happy camper lately. |
Would you like the story about the most inept key on earth now?
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Let's watch. Should be fun. |
Going to make this as brief as I can. The neighbors--Ray,Vicky and Dan, Ray doesn't get around well, but really a very good guy.Most people would have taken great advantage of me by now, but he goes out of his way not to.Vicky is a bundle of fractured nerves.Very nice..just very paranoid about everything.
So..their car is down for a brake problem..getting fixed later this week.So I let them use mine when they need.Because of their 2 condditions they are always in the house unles they really have to go out.Today they went about 17 miles away for a special pescription for Ray...him and Vicky go. About an hour after they left,Dan,the son, comes to my door with a cell phone and said Vicky wants to talk to me.She's in a panic.They locked the key in the car.I can hear Ray yelling at her as they blame each other.Housebound nerves breaking up over a bad situation--I guess.What I can't figure is.. it is impossible to lock the car with the key inside because the only way to lock the driver door is with the key from the outside.THE ONLY WAY. I tell her this.Ray gets on...I still hear arguing.He tells me he's very sorry...but it's her fault.MORE ARGUING.So I'm listening to all this and feel bad to hear them fighting.....and I am baffled how the key could be locked in.Then I hear them arguing more---YOU MUST HAVE IT SOMEWHERE THEN! NO!..YOU MUST! Back and forth. Then Ray says--Dave..I found the key in my pocket. MORE ARGUING!! At least the fire is out...and they said ''sorry"...so we hang up. FIVE MINUTES LATER........Dan comes to my door...with the phone.And they have my number!! Anyway.....he says it's his Father. They can't unlock the car.So I get on the phone and try to tell them that maybe the drivers side will stick a bit, but it's not that hard! Also...just try the pasenger side.They said they tried both...I explain as best I can so they are turning the key the correct way on each door.Ray tries again. MORE ARGUING! Really..this goes on for like 5 minutes.I hear all the arguing, name calling..and they still can't unlock the car.I told him I could take their car to come up and solve this if they think it can make it. Great idea---except Vicky has those keys in her purse. MORE ARGUING!! I had already laughed so much on NT and I started again, but not so they could hear me...but their son sees me and he starts laughing.Ray wants to call the police and have them jimmy it...he said to call back in about 15 minutes to OK this to the police. THEY HAVE MY PHONE NUMBER! I remind him of this and he says--"Oh...OK. I'll call you when they get here." I said to wait. Just go to any store selling a squirt oil...key lock free....WD40..anything like that and squirt it on the key and in the lock. I for the life of me cannot understand why they are having so much trouble...but seemed like the best idea going at the time.l. THEY ARE NOW ARGUING ABOUT WHERE TO GO FOR THE OIL AND WHAT KIND TO GET!!!!!!! So...hang up..tell them to let me know what happens. FIVE MINUTES LATER ......their son comes to my door---WITH THE PHONE....he's laughing..hard. "It's my Dad.They were trying to unlock the wrong car!!!!" I get on the phone..Ray tells me this and that he is sorry, but it kinda looked like my car...and was only 3 cars away from it. MORE ARGUING ABOUT WHO WAS STUPIDER AND WHO SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER!! I can hardly stand up at this point, I was laughing so much. They come home......and then-----ONE HOUR LATER....ror!! I hear screaming and pounding at my door. It's Vicky...."'Oh my God Davey-poo!!..there's a mouse loose inside!!! Someone here can verify that part because I was on the cell with them at the same time. I'm not going any further with the mouse story. This is ALL true!!! |
Ror !!!
It's like a comedy sketch.... |
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Hard to believe,I know. It is true with no exaggerations...honest it is. |
I am not sure even you could make up that story !!
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Well I have compelling proof that Zenyaddadaddadadda and Her Highness Miss Rachel are not gay...no wait wrong thread...
but I found this gem to once and for all resolve the mufficult question of Zen vs. Rachel... I should post it in the smarty pants thread but it will result in more fisty fighting... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VpIaXh5RfnQ&feature=fvsr "seggymon | February 13, 2010 I'm sick of people fighting over who is better between these two. They are both amazing and we're lucky to have both of these phenomenal athletes racing at the same time. Don't you dare comment and say one of them sucks and the other one rocks. This is a Rachel AND Zenyatta video NOT a Rachel VS Zenyatta video. Thanks. Comment, rate, subscribe, enjoy. :)" Ah thinks she's angry!!! OK I'm leaving now unless someone has proof that Morty isn't gay...:p |
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That's it MuffBall....yuk it up with your Lesbo Muff Buddy. |
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