RumblestripQ: Back stage pass to the sociopath Side show Just cause you got the monkey off your back doesn't mean the circus has left town.
BWHAHAHAAAAA!I was NOT expecting that first thing this morning-coffee, meet screen!!TW
I saw that and thought of you and Mulderfan and felt obligated to post it. I guess my brain damage exempts from proffering a reasonable explanation. I came I saw I posted it.
That picture is priceless.
Mulder, where are you? We gotta hold up our end of the (brain damaged thanks to childhood abuse) demographic!Ah-and razed, I meant to comment on your comment on the previous post. I think it was the previous post. Q, help me out here-don't "make me" have to go back and look because, well, my hands are doing their "GOTCHA!" Pleeeaaassee???So razed, where you mentioned your grandmother with the "PITY MEEEEEEEE!!!" shameless after-life trolling for Supply via a tomb stone? Gotta admit, that was certainly an educational first time CB experience for me with her preferred method of the classic Reach Back Bitch Slap from the Crypt. Wills and Trusts with "codicils" clearly written and signed by anyone but the deceased but certainly "approved this message" by who ever at the time of her death comprised the shifting alliance of greedy groupies groping to cop a feel with a "legitimate" steal of what ever assets you will nevah evah see anyway, we now have in our EP Hall of Shame a wonderful new addition! Behold! Indeed, it is cast in stone! A dramatic declaration of CB Delusional Importance chiseled from the "finest materials" to ensure it will last into the indefinite future-i.e., at least until the monument company receives the last installment payment for that hot mess of a chunk of immortality in addition to her indemic immorality-I thank you, dear razed. Now, I'm not sayin I would do this-simply because of logistics and because I think we should leave it to the survivors of that particular Scorched Earth War who know exactly where that CB Rosetta Stone is located and can still get down on their knees with some hope of rising from said position to inscribe with hammer and chisel a more factual statement of gma's legacy. Razed, may I respectfully offer the following inscription for your consideration: (drum roll-no, NOT "dumb roll!" DRUMB! Wait, or is it-oh never mind because mine has deserted me anyway-)"HERE LIES THE *REAL* FOOL ON THE HILL"All in favor say "OHHELLYEAH!!" My brothers and sisters in solidarity-and for oh-.so-.long in solitary (confinement) with our nightmare memories-take that any and every way you care to-what say you all? Ya gotta better idea, please submit it care of the webzmeister g.Voting will continue until Razed or q sez "OK, that's it, guys." So git yer vote and or submission in soon before we of the short term and some long term memory loss-wait, what was that again? I forgot. Do you remember? Yeah, what we were just talking about. I think it was about recipes for shrunken heads mounted on poles-like the things them dancers use? Or was it how to exhume a zombie without-no wait, zombies are self-resurrectors right? OK? But please do vote.We just had a stunning example of what happens when you sit home to watch Judge Judy or the de-frocked Dr. Phil figuring everyone else will take care of bid'ness. No, they won't. And ACs form the overwhelming majority of Estranged Adult Children, sooner or later.Soooo......going once, twice aannddddd.....commercial break!TW
I wonder if between the three of us we can come up with one usable brain. Ah the devil is in the details. I see us banding together and adding them and getting a whole brain but would it be usable?
My mother and my ex-wife worked the vaudeville circuit and were known as Frankenstein and Hart. I don't know how many brains it took to achieve this level of functionality. Somewhere north of two and south of five but they aren't telling. At least not the truth. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1FLZPFI3jc
So Judith are you wanting to start a bidding war? I can think of a price ....I'll pay a c-note for you to take my brain to the toxic waste dump!
I'm sorry TW were we caRRYING ON A DIALOGUE? Why can't they make a caps lock reversal key? I waste half my time looking up and seeing all caps and then retyping it and finding it's still on. The average idiot will spend half his life circumventing the waste created by the Caps lock key.
This reminds me too much of the dog in the Lorena Bobbit story. Didn't the dog find it, and what it was stitched back on and the guy became a porn star?
He had it stitched back on and was in a a porn but his dick kept bending in the middle which is not good But I heard now he can fuck around corners.
Dang! I posted my Season's Greetings and figured I wouldn't have time to hang around and comment, but while I was gone: On the last post, q was going over his fancy fun holiday letter ideas, personalized this year; Tundra Woman took and ran with the ironic manipulation chiseled in granite, old hag granny's tombstone (And yes, you can get an "OHHELLYEAH!" and "AMEN" from me, thx n more on that later); Joan S brought up the Bobbitt case where a dog found the guy's wiener in a field and had it sown back on; q has the guy now possessing "around corners" capabilities; Bess and Judith are here enjoying themselves; And it looks like q posted a picture of his new car! I'll give you money, q, for you to drive me around in that eye-catcher! I have a few neighborhoods in mind... I can't spend even one more second here cuz snow's coming down and I hafta get back out there in it, but could you guys keep it down in here till I get back?! lolol!! I kid. I've just never been so entertained reading the random thoughts of 'the beautiful people'. -Razed
Better late than never. For me it's that I need to get more life and not that I have too much time. While we are talking about Willies and dogs I used to smear peanut butter on mine and coax the dog into licking it off. A mans gotta do what a mans gotta do. And the farther North a man gets the more dogs and sandwich spreads it takes to achieve sexual enlightenment. Razed if you'll give me a pass I will fall back and answer more than you would ever want to know. Although I suspect I have already hit that mark and left it far behind.
I'll have to let you know what sort of budget I have before I can put in my bid, but I have been thinking about getting a new car.
Oh for godsake, q! What's the matter with you; stop it. I'm somewhat of a lady, you know, the kind you don't find in the parking lot after hours while her husband is home with the kids. You probably can't shock me tho; I was a street urchin growing up and boys can say some pretty gross and weird shit. It IS your blog... :)
Leave it up to my darling Q to post a meme of someone blowing their brains out then go silent. All is forgiven now that he has "come up" with such a great Christmasy meme for TW, me and the rest of his loyal followers. (Especially the one from Kitchener!)One cool thing about our trio is that we all have the same awesome excuse for losing our filter. Not that we ever had a filter in the 1st place! I full-on joined the club last year on December 27th when an "event" took place. They call it a fucking event, like a wedding or award ceremony, to make you somehow feel better about getting a chunk of your brain fired. Bam! Next thing I know, whatever passes through my brain blurts outta my mouth. I even told a nurse to calm the fuck down!WhyTF couldn't I have been blessed with this super-power 50 years ago instead of lying around being everyone's doormat? Better late than never! Kicking people to the curb like garbage is just way too much fun.As for the car, I think the reaction would be way more interesting if TW and I drove around in it, while Q stays home with a jar of peanut butter.
M-Fan I like to keep you guys on your toes. Razed, when the going gets tough the tough get weird. I used to use cats but now that I am older they can do more damage scratching than they used to.
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