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Interest in the Sky
PistolPete pecked: "Without these three things,I'd probably be picking off strangers from a tower on a college campus somewhere in Texas......" That's pretty bizarre, Pete. I've used just that expression about myself, and thought to myself that it really is kind of a miracle that you're not doing just that, too, given your history. Props to you for holding it together, even as well as you have, and not getting into a LOT more trouble. It would be entirely unsurprising if you had done a lot more damage. In my case, the mitigating factor was my dad, as in: "If it wasn't for my dad, I'd probably be picking off strangers from a tower on a college campus somewhere in Texas." Word for word. Funny old world, ain't it? Oh, and Pete -- watch the Postal references, there, dude. ;) And lay off the astronomy nerds, too. It's pretty cool stuff. You'd diggit.— September 26, 2009 10:27 p.m.
My Entirely Fictional Affair With Liza Minnelli - Part One
I just hope there aren't more Penetrators in that bathroom than onstage, Beefcake Boy. (Sorry, I just watched this movie on Netflix yesterday, and can't get that potty scene out of my, um, head): http://www.netflix.com/Movie/Sex_Drive/70104312?t… It's actually kinda cute. I laughed pretty hard at some spots. Best moment: "I gotta go to church." :) Speaking of cute, I'm betting you must've been, BB, for Ms. M to have been holding on like that. Any glory-days pics you wanna share? Could BB also have stood for bell bottoms, I wonder? Could the beefcake have been adorned with cheeky mutton chops? http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAAaCNPFAlc/Reaa-gZzL0I…— September 26, 2009 10:10 p.m.
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Daniels pecked: "Viggo Mortenson (sic?). That'll do--him, or that attractive Payless employee who slipped the gold shoes over my dainty, trembling toes." HEY!!! You know Viggo's MINE, dammit! MINE!!! (Did I really mistype Mortensen somewhere? I really should get better at typing my future last name.) And your shoe guy is gay. With a foot fetish for hairy toes. So there. :P— September 26, 2009 9:47 p.m.
Furry Children
Daniels contributed: "Veronica listened to the Corvette take off with a growing sense of something...." LOL. Seriously. I couldn't possibly touch it (or Veronica's armpits, either). :)— September 26, 2009 9:35 p.m.
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"I don't have Liza into bed quite yet. I will, though. My fictional sex appeal knows no limits! So far, she's being a bitch and I'm being somewhat aloof." Making her work for it, huh? Good for you. :)— September 26, 2009 6:05 p.m.
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"I dunno, AG. This has inspired me to write a fictional account of an affair I once had with Liza Minnelli." Now, is that "a fictional account of an affair," or "an account of a fictional affair?" Or is that the big "puzzle" that everyone is supposed to figure out? Heeheeheeheehee. ;) I know. It could be an unofficial contest. All bloggers, pick your celebrity, and write up your BS affair. What could be more fun? Board could do Rush Limbaugh. That one won't be pretty. Wonder who Daniels would pick? Woody Allen, maybe? Some equally attractive wearer of Band-aided hornrims and a pocket protector? The mind reels, boggles, and finally implodes upon itself with the infinitude of nerdy possibilities. Let's see whose crap floateth most buoyantly. (Look out Fish. Incoming.)— September 26, 2009 5:43 p.m.
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"Bottom of the barrel, if you ask me." Golly, Fishy. You got hooked AND shot in the bottom of a barrel? Tough day in the life aquatic, dude.— September 26, 2009 4:58 p.m.
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Magics noted: "Ok, well to be fair about it, Mindy DID write this piece under the name "the STORY teller"." And with that, Magics stated something that it seems quite a few people may have missed. It's right there in her handle, folks. Gringo observed: "I never cease to be amazed by lying liars that lie." Really, Refried? I ceased to be amazed by them a long time ago. My exposure to pathological liars began early. I knew a couple of them in high school. "I'll say this, and they'll all believe me, and no one will know I'm lying. Heeheeheeheehee." It's a power thing, meant to trip people up and keep them off guard and always wondering. <yawn> I haven't read the story above, and don't intend to. Capitalizing on a famous person who's recently deceased is just disgusting, and there's already enough of it to go around. We could hope the family will get wind of it, and a Cease and Desist Order is on its way to the Reader as I type this. Unfortunately, celebrities are legally considered fair game for just about anything those of questionable ethics wish to put them through, even in their deaths. And it 'is' capitalizing, clearly: "SDaniels-Miss Know it all with a rod up her ass, who buys her shoes at Payless (I buy mine at Ed Hardy thanks to my Reader checks)" Charming. I'm sure she'll be handsomely rewarded once again by the Reader for her continued show of class.— September 26, 2009 6:33 a.m.
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"In this corner, Refried Chickenhead Gringo!!!" http://www.funtalking.com/images/nacho_jack2.jpg ;) 'Nite, guys.— September 26, 2009 1:05 a.m.
Three shall be the number of the counting, and the number of the counting shall be three!
Thanks for the clarification, Daniels. Mystery solved. :)— September 26, 2009 12:54 a.m.