Randal's not home in this version.
No, he's not speaking in the third person;
you have reached his answering machine.
After scrubby dubby nice n' clean,
encephalitic noodlery ensued:
read his Frenchie presentation and booed,
the same for poesie script and chewed
on the fat that was self-inflicted destructive criticism, due soon.
So for today, no Prestidigitarianism --
what? 'tis my new religion. Come join, start tithing. Beep.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Nobody's home
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Graves, you swine!
Roses are picked,
Violets are plucked
I read your lousy poem
And now I am... losing my will to live.
Regards,
Tengrain
Kudos Tengrain ! I thought ensued & chewed & booed were good.
All in all I would have added a little more paparika, wild onions and a dash of tabasco iffen it was my poem.
Is this where one signs in for the medical experiments? I brought my cup.
Good luck with your presentation on Friday.
Thinking good thoughts for you and sending all my positive vibes!!!
((Hugs))
Laura
tengrain, never misunderestimate the lethal power of crappy verse.
okjimm, Tabasco? No.
Mustard? Sure, don't be a retard.
susan, good, you'll need something to hold your innards once we've removed them.
sunshine, send booze instead. If I'm nice n' sloshed, I won't know how crappy it'll be. ;-)
Stop it. It won't be crappy.
Don't worry... :)
((Hugs))
Laura
Cool. Your post reminds me of a Twilight Zone episode (the mid'80s Twilight Zone) where this guy calls his own phone number to check for messages, and a "parallel" version of himself answers the phone.
Cheney's colonoscopy is Louvre-ready! Is there room at the Bush library in Dallas???
Randal, you lost me at "Randa's not home..." but good luck with whatever you are doing. ;-)
What does Prestidigitarianism mean?
Come join, start tithing
I'll send the cheap wine and the half bottle of tequila I have.
Knock'em dead.
who turned that cat inside out and stuck in the micro? groooosss!
I'd throw my two cents at this, but then what would I have to rub together?
sunshine, don't be going all Bobby McFerrin on me.
tom, I think having a doppelganger would be cool unless it was hellbent on destroying me, then it would be less cool.
christopher, dude, what's wrong with you, this isn't Saw IX!
david, I lost me last week, which is why I bought one of those Hollywood Maps of the Stars.
holte, what, tell you its ancient secrets without any monetary contributions?
BB, that'll work too.
JNRR, gives a whole new dimension to eating pussy. No Tabasco, though.
mrmacrum, your fingers, and what magic they contain!
I like the part about the encephalitic noodlery. :o)
Keep posting stuff like this i really like it
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