Boo Radley Posted September 15, 2010 Author Share Posted September 15, 2010 About as far as I care to. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dalem Posted September 16, 2010 Share Posted September 16, 2010 Can't be discarded, must be played. Don't tell Seanachai. We don't have to - everyone but you already knew it. Still, it must be acknowledged that it was my brilliant African strategy that won us the world, Comrade. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted September 16, 2010 Share Posted September 16, 2010 "and the animals will love it if you do" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted September 17, 2010 Share Posted September 17, 2010 I have returned ... miscreants will sleep poorly in fear of my righteous retribution for their transgressions ... actually it doesn't look like much happened at all. Just as well ... Boo Radley would have fouled it up again. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 I have returned ... ...miscreants will sleep poorly... Ran out of sleeping pills again, Joe? And the booze wasn't enough to quell that restless, uneasy feeling that you had really screwed up somewhere in your past? Those empty, lonely nights in dingy motel rooms on the road starting to get to you? Well, now you can relax with empty, lonely nights in the dingy rooms of your own home. Aren't you glad? Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted September 18, 2010 Author Share Posted September 18, 2010 I have returned ... miscreants will sleep poorly in fear of my righteous retribution for their transgressions ... actually it doesn't look like much happened at all. Just as well ... Boo Radley would have fouled it up again. Joe Just trying to follow in your footsteps, oh exalted one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 Just trying to follow in your footsteps, oh exalted one. You might want to rethink that policy in light of what he seems magnetically drawn to step in. Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 I have had warning of imminent 'versification', which could occur at any moment. COVER YOUR EYES, BOO, COVER YOUR EYES! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 Oh, and Michael, after sitting and perusing your ever growing signature of achievement, I just want to go on record as saying: "Emrys is wrong. Wrong like an Appalachian 'After School Special' which involves learning how to kiss from your sister. Wrong like putting the mayonnaise out in the sun for 4 hours so it can soak up vitamin D, to make it more nutritional and healthful. Wrong like drinking shampoo in order to get your hair clean. Wrong like voting for a candidate that promises you an 'economic system' based on the idea that when the rich have had their fill, you'll be allowed to eat the scraps off the floor while they piss on your head (hence, 'trickle down'). Wrong like everything to do with the concept of a 'Reality TV Celebrity'. Wrong like a romantic comedy based on the life of Idi Amin. Wrong. I just want that to be on record. It doesn't matter what it's in reference to. I think it's just important to say it, occasionally. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 I, dalem, of House Persiflage, Lord High Hullabalooster, Lord of Pants, and Olde One Extraordinnaire, hereby claim one Yeknodathon, Supreme HonkyDonkey, as my Versificationwan Learner. I do prophesize that he is the Honky One who can bring balance to the Versification. So it is written, so it is done. Apparently the rum is all gone, and we're now mixing coca-cola with the cleaning fluids under the sink, eh, Dalem? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 Can't be discarded, must be played. Don't tell Seanachai. You know, I've never had to actually shout at you for 15 minutes to get you to accept reality. Good gods, man. Do you realize you were arguing on the basis that 'cards are something you can hold in your hand?' You were 2 minutes away from telling us all that 'shoes could be discarded at the end of a turn, because they were hard to hold in your hand, and, in any case, were meant to go on your feet.' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 Love, Alice.... And we still retain the rose, from that night at the dance... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 When the hell did YOU grow up??? Well, I've mainly grown 'out'. But I've certainly gotten older, and, when I was younger, there was certainly a gain in height. Also, I've become incredibly wise. I can competently deal with sticks, goats, questions about squirrels, and you incredible shower of fools. The other night I was watching TV with my friend, Smaller Nora. A moth fluttered by, and she flinched away from it. I told her: 'That's just a moth, Nora Nu.' She told me 'I do not like moths'. I said 'Oh, moths aren't bad. They're like butterflies, but not as cute'. She sat silently for a minute or so, eyes on the TV, and then in a serious, small girl voice said 'Moths suck all the blood out of your body'. ...? I looked at her in horror. "My gods, Nora, what a terrifying world you live in. Moths do not do that. We have to have a talk about where you're getting your Natural History from." I mean, there are moths everywhere. How could the little bugger even go to sleep at night, thinking that? No wonder she can always find a stick... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 Apparently the rum is all gone, and we're now mixing coca-cola with the cleaning fluids under the sink, eh, Dalem? And you just had to drink the whole bottle, didn't you? Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 Also, I've become incredibly wise. No, what you've become is incredibly deluded. But then, that was always your life's goal. Congratulations. Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 Emrys is wrong. Wrong like a... Gnome in a Gnomekini Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dalem Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 The year was 1778 - I wish I was in Sherbrooke now... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted September 18, 2010 Share Posted September 18, 2010 The year was 1778 - I wish I was in Sherbrooke now... By the by and heretofore your turn has been sent ... And, of course, Stuka has yet to respond to my last turn ... it's been quite a while now so of course I have visions of planes falling from the sky or taipans striking from the foliage ... sometime's it's common browns that strike ... I'd even settle for a platypus envenomation, they're supposed to be very painful and that would be a pleasant outcome. But I'm sure that this vision, like the dream of my winning the lottery, will be dashed and he'll send yet another in a long, LONG series of incompetent turns. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted September 19, 2010 Share Posted September 19, 2010 The year was 1778 - I wish I was in Sherbrooke now... So do we all. Especially if it were in 1778. Or even 30,000 BCE. Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Shaw Posted September 19, 2010 Share Posted September 19, 2010 So do we all. Especially if it were in 1778. Or even 30,000 BCE. MichaelNow Michael, no need to put the lad into a time warp ... I'd be happy if he just didn't have a net connection. Joe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted September 19, 2010 Author Share Posted September 19, 2010 COVER YOUR EYES, BOO, COVER YOUR EYES! Oh, no no no no! I'm not falling for THAT one again! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Patch Posted September 19, 2010 Share Posted September 19, 2010 Well, I've mainly grown 'out'. But I've certainly gotten older, and, when I was younger, there was certainly a gain in height. Also, I've become incredibly wise. I can competently deal with sticks, goats, questions about squirrels, and you incredible shower of fools. The other night I was watching TV with my friend, Smaller Nora. A moth fluttered by, and she flinched away from it. I told her: 'That's just a moth, Nora Nu.' She told me 'I do not like moths'. I said 'Oh, moths aren't bad. They're like butterflies, but not as cute'. She sat silently for a minute or so, eyes on the TV, and then in a serious, small girl voice said 'Moths suck all the blood out of your body'. ...? I looked at her in horror. "My gods, Nora, what a terrifying world you live in. Moths do not do that. We have to have a talk about where you're getting your Natural History from." I mean, there are moths everywhere. How could the little bugger even go to sleep at night, thinking that? No wonder she can always find a stick... But Übergnome, she is correct. Moths do suck all the blood out of your body. They especially like little Gnomes! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Patch Posted September 19, 2010 Share Posted September 19, 2010 Gnome in a Gnomekini ...or a Donkey riding a motorcycle? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted September 19, 2010 Share Posted September 19, 2010 [... meanwhile, with a splish and a splosh, various sizes of green and lumpy blobs are being tossed back into the Paddock pond because frogs have no business hiding in trees] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted September 19, 2010 Share Posted September 19, 2010 I AM RETURNED FROM LANDS AFAR LIKE ODYSSEUS AFTER THE FALL OF TROY! The light of Stuka is upon you little cesslings, you may rejoice in your salvation and dance merrily around the maypole in celebration!! I am also sober...it has been 24 hours since my last drink...hence, my level of superior CM play will rise to levels previously unimaginable to the red-headed step children I most usually pummle with invariant ease. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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