Seanachai Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Lars: Berli ain't Will. But his Will is a will of iron. Originally posted by Lars: Seanachai ain't Jack. Oh, yeah? Well, I've been a Pretender to Monarchy, a False God, a Papal Candidate, and I'm still a Bard and Olde One. And you're not jack, either, you Danish with prunes! Originally posted by Lars: ok, maaaaybe in his younger days, Seanachai could've been Jack. Get stuffed. And stop thinking of me when I was young with that drawl of longing in your voice. You're getting married next Spring. It's unseemly for a Squarehead of your age and disposition to start suddenly wondering if he should have pitched for the other team. Hey, could you ask Shari to briefly velcro 'them' back on next weekend so that we can get together at Dalem's for some movies and/or gaming? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Bugger, just heard about HerrSpkr's impending change of status. Here's a jolly singsong going out to him to show the way... In 1649 To St George's Hill A ragged band they called the Diggers Came to show the people' s will They defied the landlords They defied the laws They were the dispossessed Reclaiming what was theirs We come in peace, they said To dig and sow We come to work the land in common And to make the waste land grow This earth divided We will make whole So it can be A common treasury for all. The sin of property We do disdain No one has any right to buy and sell The earth for private gain By theft and murder They took the land Now everywhere the walls Rise up at their command. They make the laws To chain us well The clergy dazzle us with heaven Or they damn us into hell We will not worship The God they serve The God of greed who feeds the rich While poor men starve We work, we eat together We need no swords We will not bow to masters Or pay rent to the lords We are free men Though we are poor You Diggers all stand up for glory Stand up now From the men of property The orders came They sent the hired men and troopers To wipe out the Diggers' claim Tear down their cottages Destroy their corn They were dispersed - Only the vision lingers on You poor take courage You rich take care The earth was made a common treasury For everyone to share All things in common All people one We come in peace The order came to cut them down The World Turned Upside Down -Leon Rosselson Welcome, brother. Never fear, lad. We shan't shun you; rather, we shall show your children how to make a way in the face of the apathy and antipathy of the monied classes. Spkr, you are with us, and we won't see your wife reduced to selling herself to tobacco-chewing Texas workingmen to feed her children and keep another reduced lawyer from debtor's prison! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Nidan1: WHAT AM I DOING HERE....WHO THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE????? I was almost the next Pope. You're a big big vile freak, and you're going to Hell. Well, you asked! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by dalem: As strange as it may seem, I am going shooting this Friday with a bunch of Freemasons. So far as I've been able to determine by long, deep, and searching conversation, there is no perversion you wouldn't descend to. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by dalem: The other night I had a great idea. Genius, really. Berli should move here to Minneapolis and he and Seanachai can be roommates. I must needs comment. When I visited NorthWestern Chicagoland (as disgusting as Hell, but not as clean, and with twice the number of stripmalls), I stayed with Berli. My first morning there, after a night of savage whisky drinking with that great bloody toad, Rune, I awoke on my Thermarest pad in my sleeping bag in Berli's living room with the distinct impression that a mouse had built a nest in my mouth, and then repeatedly fouled himself in it. Since I couldn't actually make my fingers work in anything like a dexterous way, I grabbed a pen and probed around in my mouth long enough to pull out a huge ball of acrylic fibers that I'd apparently managed to breath in while sleeping on the hideous shag carpeting that some whore of a salesman sold to the owner of Berli's apartment building in 1974 when 'tawny earth-tone' was considered to be a colour, or at least a term to describe something purported to be a colour. While I was examining this inadvertent hairball, a figure that looked exactly like Rasputin in a bathrobe shuffled into the room, and lit up the first cigarette of the day. It was 7:30 AM. This same nightmarish figure then proceeded to pour itself a sherry glass full of scotch, looked at me with the blood-shot eyes of demon who has found Hell all too disappointing for jest, and mumbled 'helps with the coughing'. It then proceeded to cough for 13 1/2 minutes straight. When he was done, he looked at me, lying there on the floor, and asked 'Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?' I replied: 'Um...I'm Seanachai, and you invited me here.' He finished the scotch and said 'If you're still here when I get out of the shower I'm going to piss all over you and then beat you to death with this empty scotch bottle.' By the time he got out of the shower, I was fully dressed, and standing outside his apartment door shouting 'Berli! Berli, are you in there? It's me, Seanachai! I've just arrived!' Then we went to breakfast. I don't think rooming with Berli would be a good career choice... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: proceeded to pour itself a sherry glass full of scotchSherry ya twit... if it'd been Scotch, I wouldn't have poured it into a sherry glass 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Seanachai: proceeded to pour itself a sherry glass full of scotchSherry ya twit... if it'd been Scotch, I wouldn't have poured it into a sherry glass </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: However, you did threaten to piss all over me and then bludgeon me into the next world with an empty scotch bottle.Empty because you were swilling Scotch out of a water glass the night before 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 I blame Rune... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Seanachai: I blame Rune... I blame your weak will 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dalem Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 I blame myself for not thinking of this idea years ago. I think I can even sell tickets. Seanachai passed out on the floor, Berli shuffling around in a bathrobe with a pitcher full of Mimosas. Lars asleep in the corner wearing nothing but a rainbarrel with suspenders. It sings, I tell ya, it just sings. And Papa Khann can sell you your new house! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: *eyes Mace* Me being the handsome bugger I am I get that a lot. Mace [ April 30, 2005, 12:46 AM: Message edited by: Mace ] 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted April 30, 2005 Author Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Mace: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Moraine Sedai: *eyes Mace* Me being the handsome bugger I am I get that a lot. Mace </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Boo Radley: So I remind you of home, Michael?So, soooooo predictable a response. Really, Radley, you do need to work on your material. Badly. Maybe hire a writer or two, since you don't seem to be up to the challenge yourself. Or better yet, just fade away. Then we could wonder whatever happened to ole Whatsisname. The one who could never put a snappy riposte together. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Of course it was predictable, you pinhead! I've learned through many, many months of trial and error (any trial in which you might be acquitted would surely be an error), that providing you with anything innovative is not unlike casting pearls before swine. Except that swine are more fastidious in their personal grooming habits than you... and they at least have a use, which is being turned into breakfast food, whereas you only exist as a model for which all right thinking people can point to and say to their children, "See? THAT is what you will turn into if you don't bathe regularly, include a sufficient amount of bran in your diet and buy nothing but irregular sweaters all your life! The only thing worse would to be Canadian and that makes you into a Dorosh!" What normally follows is years of intense therapy for the child. No, for a simple person, such as yourself, I've found that predictabily in any kind of response to you is safer, because if confronted with something outside your narrow, clouded world view, the repercussions could send you off on wild destructive rampage in which your poor neighbors would undoubtably suffer most. And the people in the Projects already have such a hard life as it is. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Stung you to the quick, did I? Hah, hah, that makes my day. You're still a trite, stale bugger. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Boo Radley: ... casting pearls before swine. [gently gathers brussel sprouts as a crocodile might move its eggs and lobs several towards Boo and one towards Emrys] 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Yeknodathon: [gently gathers brussel sprouts as a crocodile might move its eggs and lobs several towards Boo and one towards Emrys] Tiny cabbages, is it? No, no and again, no. Those should be saved for Leeeeeo. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BFCElvis Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Dear Spkr, Your window of oppurtunity to play me in unemployed TCP is about to expire. The window on that will be closed at 8:30am EDT. Love, Elvis 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Michael Emrys: Stung you to the quick, did I? Hah, hah, that makes my day. You're still a trite, stale bugger. Michael Pffft... I live for righteous indignation. And with lame todgers like you around, I live quite well, thank you. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BFCElvis Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Dear Literates, I just got home a little while ago from seeing Hitchikers Guide and am here to tell you that if you liked the book you shouldn't be disappointed in the movie. There was also a surprise (to me) in the movie that came as a great relief after what I had seen and heard about it before I saw it. Love, Elvis 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrSpkr Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Elvis: Dear Spkr, Your window of oppurtunity to play me in unemployed TCP is about to expire. The window on that will be closed at 8:30am EDT. Love, Elvis Hrm? 0830 or 2030? Drop me an email with the proper address. Steve 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrSpkr Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by dalem: I blame myself for not thinking of this idea years ago. I think I can even sell tickets. Seanachai passed out on the floor, Berli shuffling around in a bathrobe with a pitcher full of Mimosas. Lars asleep in the corner wearing nothing but a rainbarrel with suspenders. It sings, I tell ya, it just sings. And Papa Khann can sell you your new house! Dear me -- the HORROR! Thanks, dalem. Now I need to go poke out my mind's eye. Steve 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Boo Radley: I liveWell, stop. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted April 30, 2005 Share Posted April 30, 2005 Originally posted by Elvis: There was also a surprise (to me) in the movie that came as a great relief after what I had seen and heard about it before I saw it.Well...? Don't dawdle, man, dammit! Out with it! What was the surprise? Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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