Yours truly returning to his blog. Not shown: scraggly, living beard.
For what plausible reason, I don't know, you tell me, but at least I'm parked in this vaguely comfortable chair ready to pretend to work. According to all the doctorticians, everything is yet again hunky and mostly dory with Mrs. Graves, and we even traveled overseas to have a noted holistic specialist further check out vital innards sans use of invasive surgery.
Traditional medicine. Not shown: placing heart back in chest cavity.
Repeato is stucco
ad infinito. Oh, hello ignito
Mr. Roboto and selfo too-o
bango heado hi ho the derry-o
skillo hide-o
like fruito in jello not bado
buto that dryo non-undead turkey, oh,
Miss Mayonnaise. Oh, -o.
Oh, late Flash:
It was an honest mistake...or it was honestly stupid. Either way, I didn't mean anything by it. Look on the bright side. Better your throat slashed by me than by some stranger. Of course, now my shoes are sticky like buns. Next time, I'm using gasoline.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
MacArthur, parked
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24 comments:
Seems those days off agreed with you. Love the Flash. Thanks for the chuckle.
Gladly, it appears everything is back to normal. SHRIEK.
I know you are taking care of Mrs. Graves, even though you like to pretend like you're a big mean jerk.
Also, I think you should write more poems about jell-o.
That may be the shortest flash ever but it fits remarkably well.
I'm very relieved to hear that Mrs. G. is on the upswing.
Graves, you swine!
I hope that you have not been forcing your jello to the lovely and long-suffering Mrs. Graves.
Have you no decency, sir? Sweet Jeebus, what if there is issue from that unholy union?!
Regards,
Tengrain
mrmacrum, thanks, but remember, it doesn't count. I didn't want to submit it late and have Cormac do to me what they do to thieves in Riyadh.
holte, for the time being. 'twould be nice if they could figure what the fuck was going on.
übermilf, I am a big, mean jerk and if you say otherwise, my jello poems will never see the light of day.
susan, for this one anyway. Don't they have those six-word deals?
tengrain, jello? Hell no, I just give her the aluminum-foiled Derek Smalls special.
So you were the SOB who jumped off the new Burj Khalifi tower in Dubai?
I hope that Mrs.G feels better soon. Hang in there, I'm sure they'll figure it all out and she will be fine. :)
((Hugs))
Laura
christopher, hey, when you see a giant lightning bolt headed your way, you jump.
sunshine, this keeps up, I'll have to get a medical degree and diagnose her myself.
"MacArthur, parked" -- and now that cake that got left out in the rain is gonna be even more drenched and sopping wet.
Good to see you back posting as only you can, Randal. Some things are simply s'posed to be, for the world to seem right, and having you here doing your thing is one of them.
BTW, is there a holistic specialist on Catalina now? Oh, wait, tell me you didn't take the missus to Haiti (which might explain some things).
Randal you have such a way with words. And don't worry with the innernet I'm sure you can find all those forgotten Mayan cures.
Is he the guy who left the cake out in the rain.
I'm glad to see you are back and hope Mrs Graves is okay. The internet is just no good without you ;~)
Very glad Mrs. Graves is doing better. Got to love all those doctors though, if all that bloated ego they carry was water we could turn the Sahara into a swamp.
Three cheers for Mrs. Graves!
Hip-hip-hooray!
Hip-hip-hooray!
Hip-hip-hooray!
I'll tack your little flash on in tribute to her.
Randal- I do hope everything is going well for you and your family. Hopefully, Mrs. Graves will be up and chasing you around the house before your expecting it.
I shall now forthwithily take leave, my liege, to bow down to thine FFF chops. To think, I reported being too busy this week. Pfft.
tom, I knew one of you jokers would use that line, but since you're the first, you don't have to eat the soggy cake.
SWA, believe me, if I had the power to cause earthquakes, I'd covertly evacuate the unwashed masses of DC then strike.
demeur, I hope so, for we've less than 36 months until Quetzalcoatl fucks us up real good.
LBR, hey, what did I just say? Now you have to eat this leftover Xmas fruitcake.
liberality, well, I am the source of all that Chinese spam. ;-)
BB, one could definitely tell the difference between the (presumed) generalist ER doc and the specialist.
cormac, great, now I have to issue retractions on all those nasty rumors I've been spreading about you. You're a gentlemanly scholar.
FB, as I proved, there is always time for two-to-four lines of pablum. Have at you!
"cormac, great, now I have to issue retractions on all those nasty rumors I've been spreading about you. You're a gentlemanly scholar."
Not at all, everybody knows I'm a cruel bastard. So they will chalk anything nice I say, to a well-intentioned hacker.
Nice flash, Randal (Oooh errrr!)
Nice to see you back and on form and glad Mrs Graves is fine and dandy.
Regrds, David.
(Apologies for my lateness in commenting.)
You know the old saw, better late than dead!
Randal: Did you check out the voodoo doctors?
Just askin'?...(this is not an approval from a priest...please! don't report me to the "authorities" [They're already suspicious, but what the hey?]):<)!
Phew! That's good news. I am glad that your wife is OK.
Call me if either of you needs a lobotomy. My rates are very reasonable! ;o)
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