aspier said:Now this is pretty sick, isn't it? What are you doing in Office anyway, Biotales?
biotales said:Will the real men line up to the left please... Ms Rita is giving blow jobs at a Cat 5....
aspier said:happy now? post's still sick! its sick now, it'll be sick tomorrow ... the day after etc. bet or no bet but I think the worst of it is you know it and mm like tomorrow you will know it too + still and week after that still + too again ... and even more more worst of it all is you know that I know it. And so the story goes on and you will have to bent backwards trying to undo your sick post and then you will die of cancer or some other bad disease and that will be that. You will go into the history annals as the one who posted a sick post. And you will read on the first pages of these annals 'Biotales posted a sick post'. And everybody will say 'yes I know'. See the basis of sick posts is that they stick and you die of cancer.
maestrowork said:I don't think you'll see any bush there...
ba-da-bing
Unique said:I don't think you're missing anything.
But sometimes laughing is the best defense against crying (or going totally insane.)
biotales said:THANK YOU THANK YOU.... ALL OF YOU BUT 2 GOT WHAT I WAS DOING...
I have 3 very dear freinds in houston.... all but one is leaving...
during the last hurricane I helped a friend here in the city I live in to locate her Mother in Mississippi...
I have sat through and have been evacuated during these storms...
We have to laugh... if even through the tears....
aspiringwriter said:Personally i'm growing sick and tired of hurricanes. I mean honestly, what is it we've done to deserve all of this? My brother-in-law lost his job due to Katrina. At least he's okay but still, there's only so much more we can take.
biotales said:THANK YOU THANK YOU.... ALL OF YOU BUT 2 GOT WHAT I WAS DOING...
I have 3 very dear freinds in houston.... all but one is leaving...
during the last hurricane I helped a friend here in the city I live in to locate her Mother in Mississippi...
I have sat through and have been evacuated during these storms...
We have to laugh... if even through the tears....
aspier said:See Biotales, 'cancer'! And with 'cancer' everybody rushes in to condole and support. And try to 'heal' terrible wordings in posts. That's nice eh? Ooops! I almost said 'everybody blows in'.
The problem with oopsy wordings in posts is that it cuts off good intentions. The linkage you made with 'blown' and 'men' and a woman's name (Rita) has such blunt reference to sexual abberation (and is so degradive a stance towards womanhood) that whatever intentions you had was smothered in the core. Only a chorteling gawfawking few, the so-called 'insiders', were able to giggle. That's bad separatism on literary boards! The comparisson however of sexual abberation and the 'abberation' a hurricane causes is quite sharp and might have literary worth. Yet the words and concept 'blow job' is so outspokenly male-chauvinistic piggish that it nullifies this find totally.
Cancer is quite a bugger, you know? Some doctor's cut the whole blooddy blob whoosh out using a very sharp scalpel blade. Some mods do the the same. Delete what can be deleted before it spreads. And - relief - gone attitude and the patient. The body of the board is cured etc. Others take it slower and so on. Its a long story. But the thing's got to stop. You tell a woman to give you a blow job and she'll hate you! Women is made to give more. And therefor should get muse status. And re Rita ... I think we all's got to watch out now! She too might not like the comparisson and turn into a vigina dentate chowing off that schrivelled little Texas weeny you popped into her mouth.
Boy, that will be another calamity, no?
maestrowork said:If you don't laugh at life, life laughs at you.
THANK YOU THANK YOU.... ALL OF YOU BUT 2 GOT WHAT I WAS DOING...
Yep! Daddy had cancer and went through hell with it. The days when he could look at his reflection and laugh at the emaciated balding person before him were the days that got him through.Moondancer said:Doesn't matter who or what gets the last laugh but keeping the strength to live life as long and as well you can instead of letting it come along and take it without a fight.