Boo Radley Posted May 1, 2007 Share Posted May 1, 2007 Originally posted by Lars: Oh, I don't know. The one bottom left is do-able if she let her hair down and you were drunk. Is that my left or your left? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lars Posted May 1, 2007 Share Posted May 1, 2007 My left and your whiskey. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by bauhaus: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Patch: I'm guessing that they are both passed out on the floor and Sam is licking both of their faces... I'd put money on the fact that Dalem is passed out on the floor and Seanachai is licking Dalem's face while wearing a red-pointy hat.......and nothing else. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by Nietzsche: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Seanachai: Here you are then. A Sampo. Well, perhaps not a real Sampo but very close. In fact it's an anchovy powered device by P. Bonk & Co. Very close to a Sampo though. </font>Yeah, yeah, I'm pretty sure I once assured your mother that you'd grow up to almost as normal as 'all the other kids'. I wouldn't mind if you'd give me a hand up on this, and stop posting as though you'd discovered the ability to post while exploring whether a Google search on 'Are Finns As Completely Fecking Stupid As the Post-War Era Would Seem to Indicate?' You feckers are living at the arse end of Scandinavia. You've got cell phones, Tom O' Finland, and the end of the Cold War going for you. That's a pretty mixed bag, and I'm telling you that from the perspective of the nation that is still trying to shake George W. Bush off its arse. Christ, I hate foreigners. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by Lars: My left and your whiskey. You couldn't find your way left if your crimes demanded it. And they do. Send Boo some whisky, you feck. I'll pay. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Joe Shaw! Boo! Am I an Old One of the Peng Challenge Thread, or not? I am moved to wonder. I am a fool, a drunkard, and a mean-spirited bastard. On the basis of the evidence, I should be standing on shifting sand, hammering fecking idjits to death with a big hammer... Or something like that... What I want to know is... Are you now, or have you ever been, a member of the Peng Challenge Party? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Speedy Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by Seanachai: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Lars: My left and your whiskey. You couldn't find your way left if your crimes demanded it. And they do. Send Boo some whisky, you feck. I'll pay. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by Speedy: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Seanachai: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Lars: My left and your whiskey. You couldn't find your way left if your crimes demanded it. And they do. Send Boo some whisky, you feck. I'll pay. </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 You know... What about a jolly singsong? There’s a two-lane county road in northern Jersey Winding up a hill beside a lake Just before the road winds to an end Is Hazel’s house Long white picket fence around the front yard A wagon wheel someone made into a gate Flagstone steps will lead you to the front door Of Hazel’s house And Hazel will will have seen you from the window She’s waiting for you as you climb the steps She says, “Thank God, we were starting to get worried. Come on in.” It’s New Year’s and the place is overflowing Cousins, aunts and uncles gather round “How long has it been? It’s good to see you. How you’ve grown.” And the uncles all have one eye on the Rose Bowl One by one they slink back to the den Everybody else heads for the kitchen You go with them She always has the crumbcake at the ready Today is no exception - there it is The order of the universe intact At Hazel’s house And no one seems to know that this is heaven They say we only know it by and by That someday all will be revealed Well, here it is: There’s a two-lane county road in northern Jersey Winding up a hill beside a lake Just before the road winds to an end Is Hazel’s house... -Richard Shindell Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by Seanachai: Joe Shaw! Boo! Am I an Old One of the Peng Challenge Thread, or not? I am moved to wonder. I am a fool, a drunkard, and a mean-spirited bastard. On the basis of the evidence, I should be standing on shifting sand, hammering fecking idjits to death with a big hammer... Or something like that... What I want to know is... Are you now, or have you ever been, a member of the Peng Challenge Party? I don't know... I may have signed something. Two very large men wearing shiny blue serge suits came to my door one night. I didn't get a good look at their faces, because it was so dark. Some promises might have been made... some gifts exchanged... they may have been attorneys, I don't know... I mentioned a time table for withdrawal and they scurried away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lars Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Hmm, sounds like Mormons. Jehovah's Witnesses wouldn't have been scared off so easily. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by Seanachai: Joe Shaw! Boo! Am I an Old One of the Peng Challenge Thread, or not? I am moved to wonder. I am a fool, a drunkard, and a mean-spirited bastard. On the basis of the evidence, I should be standing on shifting sand, hammering fecking idjits to death with a big hammer... Or something like that... What I want to know is... Are you now, or have you ever been, a member of the Peng Challenge Party? Indeed I was once a Member of a Peng Challenge Party. It was at YOUR abode and silverware was involved. Peng himself ... itself ... wasn't there but there were two of the three Olde Ones, a Lady of the Pool and two Knights of the CessPool ... and booze of course so I'm quite certain it was OFFICIAL. And, as I was there, I was a Member of the Party. I don't recall any oaths, beyond the ones you uttered under your breath about the silverware, and there were no dues that I remembered. I must take issue with your self-characterization, however. You are not a fool, you are that most glorious of all Gawd's creatures, a Foole and right glad we are of it. As to the drunkard ... I believe that's part of the job description for Foole, it's not as if it's a choice you make. But a mean-spirited bastard ... NEVER. Would a mean-spirited bastard find such joy in the joy of a Small Emma? Would he gave aid and comfort to GooberNational SSNs as they wander in? Would he continue to post HERE? Well, perhaps the last but no Sir, I've seen mean-spirited bastards, mean-spirited bastards are friends of mine ... and you Sir are NO mean-spirited bastard. None of which DISQUALIFIES you from hammering fecking idjits to death with a big hammer, of course ... I think that's one of the perks of the job. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrPeng Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 If I bring my own hammer may I hammer idjits too? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by MrPeng: If I bring my own hammer may I hammer idjits too? What is this ... Peng asking PERMISSION to hammer idjits? Who are you and what have you done with our MrPeng? Geeze ... even PODS need to have some standards. Replicating a Peng who demonstrably ISN'T Peng is a clear sign of poor quality control. What's next, konrad posting something that makes SENSE? Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 [something hard repeatedly thudding against the rough wooden wall of the Paddock shed to a slow, forlorn rhythm of a rather large sledge hammer pounding on a wasp] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrPeng Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Caring and Sharing PSHaw!. You should try it some time, you heartless scum. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by MrPeng: Caring and Sharing PSHaw!. You should try it some time, you heartless scum. HEARTLESS? Did you not read the HEARTFELT response to Seanachai? Did I not CARE and SHARE with him? The scum part's fairly accurate ... but a caring and sharing scum. I think an apology is in order from you Peng. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrPeng Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 I'm sorry you are scum, PShaw! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 We need sing songs during regular hours as well.. Headed out to my big two-wheeler, I was tired of my own voice Took a bead on the northern plains and just rolled that power on Twelve hours out of Mackinaw City stopped in a bar to have a brew Met me a girl and we had a few drinks and I told her what I'd decided to do She looked out the window a long long moment then she looked into my eyes She didn't have to say a thing, I knew what she was thinkin' Roll, roll me away, won't you roll me away tonight I too am lost, I feel double-crossed and I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right We never even said a word, we just walked out and got on that bike And we rolled And we rolled clean out of sight We rolled across the high plains Deep into the mountains Felt so good to me Finally feelin' free Somewhere along a high road The air began to turn cold She said she missed her home I headed on alone Stood alone on a mountain top, starin' out at the Great Divide I could go east, I could go west, it was all up to me to decide Just then I was a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise And pretty soon My heart was singin' Roll, roll me away, I'm gonna roll me away tonight Gotta keep rollin', gotta keep ridin', keep searchin' till I find what's right And as the sunset faded I spoke to the faintest first starlight And I said next time Next time We'll get it right Bob Seger Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted May 2, 2007 Share Posted May 2, 2007 Originally posted by Nidan1: Somewhere along a high road The air began to turn cold She said she missed her home I headed on alone So, what you're saying is that you just dropped her off there, alone on some road? It was probably dark and evidently it was cold and you just said, "Here ya go, luv... I'm sure a bus will be along any time now." Did you at least give her bus fare? Some of your mittens? I mean, come on! It's obvious she was a few fries short of a Happy Meal just getting on a bike with you and you completely betray that trust by dumping the poor bimbo on some deserted stretch of country road, where she can fall prey to inbred hillbillies, or worse yet, some of Lar's cousins. Same thing, really. You are really a bastiche, you know that? I'm glad I'm whupping you seriously in our latest matchup! In other news, I just saw a blurb about a 70 year old ham being back on display in some restaurant window in North Carolina. My one question is this: What's Joe doing on the east coast? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lars Posted May 3, 2007 Share Posted May 3, 2007 Originally posted by Nidan1: Bob Seger Feh, should have gone with Kinky Friedman. I’ll make you the corned beef on rye She sings with a tear in her eye. And as her dark eyes are glistening There’s someone who’s listening In that highway café in the sky. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Patch Posted May 3, 2007 Share Posted May 3, 2007 Gnomey, I want a Small Emma story! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Abbott Posted May 3, 2007 Share Posted May 3, 2007 Originally posted by Patch: Gnomey, I want a Small Emma story! If you read the Forum rules it says "No baiting" leave the drunken fool alone! Sheesh! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted May 3, 2007 Share Posted May 3, 2007 Originally posted by MrPeng: I'm sorry you are scum, PShaw! That's better ... apology accepted. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted May 3, 2007 Share Posted May 3, 2007 Originally posted by Abbott: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Patch: Gnomey, I want a Small Emma story! If you read the Forum rules it says "No baiting" leave the drunken fool alone! Sheesh! </font> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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