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Posted by Poet on August 22, 2006, at 8:38:33
In reply to For the last time! » Poet, posted by Racer on August 21, 2006, at 9:08:14
The reason you won't let me borrow your car is because I have a title and a job description, and I'm supposed to follow it, right?
Posted by Racer on August 22, 2006, at 10:36:33
In reply to So That's Why » Racer, posted by Poet on August 22, 2006, at 8:38:33
I like to think I'm a master of my own destiny.
Posted by Poet on August 23, 2006, at 9:56:47
In reply to Re: So That's Why » Poet, posted by Racer on August 22, 2006, at 10:36:33
All right, you win. You win. I give. I'll say it. I'll say it. I'll say it. DESTINY! DESTINY! NO ESCAPING THAT FOR ME! DESTINY! DESTINY! NO ESCAPING THAT FOR ME!
Posted by Racer on August 23, 2006, at 11:24:19
In reply to Fine » Racer, posted by Poet on August 23, 2006, at 9:56:47
Yes, I did read something of that incident when I was a student, but you have to remember that a worm... with very few exceptions... is not a human being.
Posted by Poet on August 24, 2006, at 8:41:34
In reply to Re: Fine » Poet, posted by Racer on August 23, 2006, at 11:24:19
We've established the most enormous medical entity ever conceived...and people are sicker than ever. We cure nothing! We heal nothing!
Posted by Racer on August 24, 2006, at 11:19:54
In reply to Modern Medicine » Racer, posted by Poet on August 24, 2006, at 8:41:34
It's people. Soylent Green is made out of people. They're making our food out of people. Next thing they'll be breeding us like cattle for food.
Posted by Poet on August 25, 2006, at 10:16:37
In reply to Re: Modern Factory Farming » Poet, posted by Racer on August 24, 2006, at 11:19:54
I got, uh, brown sandwiches and, uh, green sandwiches. Which one do you want?
Posted by Racer on August 25, 2006, at 12:26:45
In reply to Processed Food » Racer, posted by Poet on August 25, 2006, at 10:16:37
Don't point that finger at me unless you intend to use it.
Posted by Poet on August 26, 2006, at 9:32:13
In reply to Re: Processed Food » Poet, posted by Racer on August 25, 2006, at 12:26:45
I'm a neurotic nut, but you're crazy!
Posted by Racer on August 26, 2006, at 14:30:14
In reply to I Get It » Racer, posted by Poet on August 26, 2006, at 9:32:13
A suicide telegram? Who sends a suicide telegram?
Posted by Poet on August 27, 2006, at 11:31:43
In reply to Re: I Don't Get It » Poet, posted by Racer on August 26, 2006, at 14:30:14
He's so full of twists. He starts to describe a donut and it comes out a pretzel.
Posted by Racer on August 27, 2006, at 13:11:04
In reply to Re: I Don't Get It » Racer, posted by Poet on August 27, 2006, at 11:31:43
I'm looking for a freckle!
Posted by Poet on August 28, 2006, at 8:35:41
In reply to Sure you do, but... » Poet, posted by Racer on August 27, 2006, at 13:11:04
It shakes me! It quakes me! It makes me feel goose-pimply all over!
Posted by Racer on August 28, 2006, at 10:39:53
In reply to Re: Sure you do, but... » Racer, posted by Poet on August 28, 2006, at 8:35:41
I think it's just elegant to have an imagination. I just have no imagination at all. I have lots of other things, but I have no imagination.
Posted by Poet on August 29, 2006, at 8:47:04
In reply to {sigh} I envy you » Poet, posted by Racer on August 28, 2006, at 10:39:53
When it gets hot like this, you know what I do? I keep my undies in the icebox!
Posted by Racer on August 29, 2006, at 14:48:33
In reply to You Should Envy Me Because » Racer, posted by Poet on August 29, 2006, at 8:47:04
It sort of cools the ankles, doesn't it?
Posted by Poet on August 30, 2006, at 8:59:14
In reply to That's a good plan... » Poet, posted by Racer on August 29, 2006, at 14:48:33
That's the best introduction I've ever heard. "How do you do. Come and have a bathe."
Posted by Racer on August 30, 2006, at 11:28:05
In reply to Re: That's a good plan... » Racer, posted by Poet on August 30, 2006, at 8:59:14
You must forgive me if I say stupid things. My brain has gone to pieces.
Posted by Poet on August 31, 2006, at 8:26:32
In reply to Re: That's a good plan..., posted by Racer on August 30, 2006, at 11:28:05
I was just thinking about cuckoo's for some reason. It's odd.
Posted by Racer on August 31, 2006, at 14:42:10
In reply to I Think I've Joined You » Racer, posted by Poet on August 31, 2006, at 8:26:32
Kings died, kingdoms fell. I don't regret the kingdom - what sense in borders and nations and patriotism? But I miss the kings.
Posted by Poet on September 1, 2006, at 10:49:23
In reply to Feeling melancholy today » Poet, posted by Racer on August 31, 2006, at 14:42:10
You know, at one time, I used to break into pet shops to liberate the canaries. But I decided that was an idea way before its time. Zoos are full, prisons are overflowing... oh my, how the world still dearly loves a cage.
Posted by Racer on September 1, 2006, at 12:05:24
In reply to Re: Feeling melancholy today » Racer, posted by Poet on September 1, 2006, at 10:49:23
A lot of people enjoy being dead. But they are not dead, really. They're just backing away from life. *Reach* out. Take a *chance*. Get *hurt* even. But play as well as you can. Go team, go!
Otherwise, you got nothing to talk about in the locker room.
Posted by Poet on September 2, 2006, at 10:54:58
In reply to Still feeling melancholy » Poet, posted by Racer on September 1, 2006, at 12:05:24
Nope, it isn't Hell either. Actually, there is no Hell. Although I hear Los Angeles is getting pretty close.
Posted by Racer on September 2, 2006, at 16:48:32
In reply to Re: Still feeling melancholy » Racer, posted by Poet on September 2, 2006, at 10:54:58
When they ask me what I liked best, I'll tell them, it was you.
;-D
Posted by Poet on September 4, 2006, at 0:39:26
In reply to About that umbrella... » Poet, posted by Racer on September 2, 2006, at 16:48:32
All I know is, on the day your plane was to leave, if I had the power, I would turn the winds around, I would roll in the fog, I would bring in storms, I would change the polarity of the earth so compasses couldn't work, so your plane couldn't take off.
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