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Originally Posted by BellamyRd.
hmm, that peaks my interest
(albeit not as much as the mouth-watering popsicles, lol)
but please enlighten me
on how we are kindred spirits
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Dear My Red Ball,
Well I hope you have time because this is a very long story and I apologize for not doing an adequate job in explaining.
Once upon a time, in 1799...
I'm serious! That's where the story begins!!!
Anyway, a baby was born and named Aleksandr Sergeyevick Pushkin.
He grew up, wrote some poems ("... the illusion which exalts us is dearer to us then ten thousand truths" - some pretty cool stuff) , and died after a dual. Why you ask does the story begin with some dead poet? Easy!!! Because sometimes when I read someones name for the first time it reminds me of something else (Like Mr. ArlJim, Esquire, got the airplane candy cause at first i thought it said AirJim proving that a) i read too fast, b) i get images stuck in my head and C) I'm a moron!
Anyway, when Pushkin (R. Pupkin who I'll always think of as Pushkin) accused me of being someone from another forum who I'm not cause i wrote something about Hurricane Cat, I got really defensive! Help! Help! I know the dif between Hurricane cat and Hurricane Run so why is the poet picking on me??!!
That's the short version of my mistaken-identity on the forum.
Yours is more complicated..... your Mineshaft sigline reminded me of someone... He Who Will Not Be Named! Probably the most notorious poster on any forum, He Who Will Not Be Named who loves Mineshaft.
"Is that Him?", I wondered to myself? "Nah... Bellamy Road. Would He even like Bellamy Road?". (I wonder to myself quite a bit, My Red Ball).
When i read posts of yours joking with Seattle All Star i wondered again. The more i thought of Bellamy Road though..... He Who Will Not Be named was always nice to me and it stemmed from the two of us having a horsie in common who we both liked but next-to-no one else did. And so once I remembered BR had been trained by M. Dickinson (he trained the horse we both liked) when he was a 2YO, I wondered some more and asked someone if YOU were HIM. So you see????? We have a common mistaken-identity bond!!! Hooray!!! Only I'm not the Hurricane Cat guy (he thought I was a guy
) and you're not Him.
Sorry you asked?
Man, I need a Motrin now..... or a popsicle.