Papa Khann

Dear Boo, Hope the treatment sticks this time. Now stop tossing about and send me the final turn for our game. I want to finish crushing you so's I can start crushing you all over again with new stuff. Dear dalem, Clearly. Also, assuming you did what you said you were going to, which admittedly is not unlike expecting pigs to fly, I'll get a turn back to you later tonight. Could you hurry up and crush me faster so's we can start a new game and I can get some much deserved revenge? Just drop some more of that ****e from the sky or something. Dear Lars, After perusing your posts, I'm not sure if you're holding a hockey stick, a bottle of cheap wine, or a Girls Gone Wild video in your trembling fingers. On second thought, given that you're Lars, I'm thinking I don't want to know. Nevertheless, drop whatever it is you're holding and send a setup, git. You are challenged. And for once I'm not referring to your lack of personal hygiene or your deficient wit. I mean the glove is off and has been raked across that protruding jaw of yours. You pick the sides and the theater (and no, you dolt, I do not mean one of those places downtown where the types of bawdy theatrics presented would make Joe's video tapes filled with exposed adolescent breasts seem most tame by comparison). Papa

PS Why are you two tossers idling away your time here when you could be sending me turns? Papa

I thought most deities employed followers who were shorter, stubbier, and less graceful than them? Something about aspiring to look svelte. Papa

My place on Friday. We'll eat cheap Mexican food and watch loud movies. You can plant your foot up Papa Khann's bunghole and rest it in his colon if you so choose. I, cleverly, will not have to do much because it will be here, at my place. All the standard louts are invited of course. -dale </font>

So it's to be a Blood Hamster match between Boo-Boo and Boggs? Excellent! This should be real fun. It's been too long since we threw any bodies into the colliseum and turned the lions loose. And how could one ask for two more suitable opponents? At least one of them is sure to perish, and the other may well be mortally wounded in the process. It could be a real win-win all the way around. dalem, get out of my seat! Where's my popcorn? No, dalem, I don't want you to sit next to me either. Go over there and sit by Lars. Come to think of it, Lars you need to move farther away from me. There we go. That's right. Now lets see some good old fashioned slaughter! Papa

Seanachai, I've driven you from here to there a dozen times now. I don't want to discourage you too much, but I don't expect driving yourself around in a different vehicle to prove any more fruitful in procuring a life for you. Better to just accept the fact that you're going to have to get along without a life and send a setup along. At least this way you'll be able to take solace in the fact that you make fine cannon fodder for Panzer Armee Khann. Papa

I am truly sorry... I wouldn't wish Lars on my worst Enemy </font>

The Apocalypse must be coming. For once I find myself agreeing with Joe. At least regarding the serf first, then squire, and finally, someday maybe (but I doubt it) Kannigget part that is. As for the other portion of his message, where he implies that Seanachai and Beergut are idjits... well that clearly goes without saying. Only a dolt like Joe would spend time reiterating that. Papa

So how late did the second one go anyways, you freak? And did you hang onto enough to buy? Papa </font>

I thought he lived in an apartment. Well, I suppose you could force the door and TP the inside. That might be amusing. </font>

So how late did the second one go anyways, you freak? And did you hang onto enough to buy? Papa

So you're still feeling ok then, right? Seanachai, my boy, I was going to taunt you yet again, but alas I cannot bring myself to do it. That paragraph of pure unmitigated hatred is one mutha beautiful rant. Much as I hate to credit any of you tossers in here (Ladies of the Pool excepted, of course) with anything, I have to give credit where credit is due. That tirade of verbal abuse twas fit for royalty. It's art. Can I give you a hug? Papa

Originally posted by The Garden Gnome: Is it just me, or is he asking us to start calling him a small dog? Papa PS dalem's animals still like me best. Not sure how treating Seanachai like a diminutive cur will effect the situation. I am of course willing to experiment with it.

Wow. That is the nicest thing you've ever said to me. You're giving me credit for having both a heart and a brain? I think I love you, man. Papa

And this is different from your non-vacation experiences how? Papa

My God, he's staying downtown, I tell you, DOWNTOWN! Obviously, the management at the airport hotels has wised up and told Joe he'll be welcome again right about the time Hades freezes over. Can't say I'm surprised. So feck the Mall. We're going downtown, I tell you, DOWNTOWN! Noon won't work for me. I do need to work after all and besides, I'm not sure I want to be seen with Joe in broad daylight. Lets allow the sun to go down first. If some of you get an early start, I'll catch up. Since we're talking about Joe and dalem here, there'll be no need to let me know what the plan is (I know, I know, as if that lot could come up with a plan). I should be able to start at Joe's hotel and just follow the trail of empty booze bottles, geritol gel-caps, spent cartridges, and sobbing females narrating descriptions of their assailants to law enforcement officers. Papa

But I thought you loved me. Papa </font>

But I thought you loved me. Papa

Joe, how could I forget 1-900-Hot-Boyz? Sort of rolls off the tongue, so to speak. Or, er, oh wait... you meant your other cell phone number... Ok, move along everyone. Nothing to see here. Joe is not the droid you're looking for. Papa

Joe, get one of those optical mouse dealybobs. They make real purdy red glowy thingies in the dark. Papa

If I sign up do I get to nail Boo to your front door? Papa

Rumour has it there's beer in your fridge, bastiche. {serious} Sorry to hear that, Dale. Perhaps this will lead to something bigger and better. {/serious} Papa

Generally speaking, Lars, when you need to flee the country to avoid law enforcement authorities, its best not to issue a notice including the date and time of your departure and your destination. Here's hoping the dobermans sniff you out before you make the county line. Papa

You all have pants? Papa