Real life should never imitate ugly throw pillows.
Real life should never imitate ugly throw pillows. Never.
hao abowt if i jus look liek a pillo?
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Katmahflage?
purrhaps ees wai to avoid da vet?
*dansez tu deh Jinglol Bell Rock tu silly brate ing Danz nawt-sekkund!!
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Jinglol Bell, Jinglol Bell, Jinglol Bell rok.
Jinglol bellz ring adn jinglol bellz swing…
Snowin adn blowin up bushelz uv fun
Now deh Jinglol Bell Hop haz b’gun..
*sigh* back to the stage
Odan, don go back tew pleh wurk. Stayz an playz!
Affur awl…back stage iz where there real akshun iz, no?
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::Attaches jinglol bells tew slippers::
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♫ Giddy-up, Jingle Horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin’ beat
That’s the Jingle Bell Rock ♫
**grabs nativeca66, cweenmj and stagehandan, hopz hopz hopz wif dem wif jinglol bells awn** Nao teh jinglol hop haz beegun!
::Slides tew teh left…and then slides tew teh rite.::
::Spins PH and then executes uh poifect dip::
::Wit cweenmj in arms, duz uh liddlol boogy woogy::
::Spins arown and meets dans eyes::
::Nods knowingly::
‘Sup Dan?
::breaks intu silly saunter::
::encourages dan:: Go man go!
*clappity floofy paws*
**stil dizzee frum dip, PH encourages dan and nativeca66 to keep saunterin!**
**clappity clappity culurful wings**
Dat wuz da awesome, nativeca66!
::Tiki joinz in the fray::
::swayin bak and forth (fifth eben)::
‘SUP
C’MON
AI LUB…
::Tiki duz pretty::
::wings spread owt::
Me: Tada!
AI dew nawt beeleev ai hab met Tiki!! TIki haz wingz? Lyke me?
Oh yesh. Beautimus wings.
Bloo and gold.
Herz uh Macaw.
Herz hab conbersayshuns with meh
wut ai share wit the cheezpeeps.
Cweenmj iz uh beeg fan ob teh Tiki conbersayshuns.
Oh yes, deh Tiki conversashunz b FTW!!!
I lubz deh Tiki!!
*sitz kwietlee in korner, admiring all teh dansin but particularlee stunned bai teh silly saunterin bai nc66*
*clappity clappity bwavo floofee paws”
well done all!!
And now fur deh change uv pace…..
I will dueing a duet wif maisef….. (itz a majic trik!)
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I reelly can’t stay –
Babeh it’z kold owtside
I’ve got tu go away –
Babeh it’z kold owtside
Dis ebening haz ben –
Ben hoping taht u’d drop in
So very nice –
I’ll hold ur hands, dey’re just like iec
Mai muzzer will start tu wurry –
Bewtiful, wut’s ur hurry
My fazzer will b paysing deh floor –
Lissen tu deh fiyreplace roar
Sew reelly I’d bedder scurry –
Bewtiful, pleez don’t hurry
Well Maybe just a haff a drink moar –
Put sum music on wiyle I pour
Deh nayburz mite fink –
Babeh, it’z bad owt dere
Say, wut’s in dis drink –
No cabs tu b had owt dere
I wish I noo how –
Ur eyes r like starlite now
Tu bork dis spell –
I’ll take ur hat, ur hair luks swell
I awt tu say no, no, no, sir –
Mind if I move a liddlol closer
At leest I’m gonna say dat I tried –
Wut’s deh cents in hurting mai pride
I reelly can’t stay –
Babeh don’t hold owt
Ahh, but it’z ko-o-o-old ooowwwtside
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C’mon baby
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I simply must go –
Babeh it’s kold owtside
Deh anser iz no –
Ooh babeh, it’s kold owtside
Dis welcome has ben –
I’m lucky dat u dropt in
So nice adn warm —
Luk owt deh window at taht storm
Mai sister will b suspishus –
Man, ur lips luk so delishus
Mai brozzer will b dere at deh door –
Waves upon a tropikal shore
Mai maiden aunt’s mind iz vishus –
Gosh ur lips luk delishus
Well maybe just a haff a drink moar –
Nebber such a blizzard b4
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I’ve gotta go home –
Oh, babeh, u’ll freeze owt dere
Say, lend me ur comb –
It’z up tu ur neeze owt dhere
U’ve reelly ben grand –
Ur iiz r like starlite now
But don’t u see –
How kin u due dis fing tu mii
Dere’s bound to be talk tumorrow –
Making mai life long sorrow
At leest dere will be plenty implied –
If u cawt noomonya adn dyed
I reelly can’t stay –
Get ober dat old out
Ahh, but it’s cold outside.
::clappity floofy paws::
anudder round fur cweenmj
*takez drink*
sip
Aaaahhhh.
Fanky.
::Taiks sip fur self::
OoooWEEEEEEE!
Wut iz dat yer drinkin’ yor majesty?
Iz moonshine?
Hard licker?
Happy spirits?
IZ dat why dey cawl yew Her Royal HIGH-ness?
*clappy wif mai scaelee pawz*
*seez teh scaels fawl tew teh floor*
wish it wuz dat cowld heer…….
Ai doodeded mah best… da kowld, it kumded bak heer…it 19F heer.
yew reeely shuud be moar careful in what yer wishin’ fer
Anom!
It wuz nyse an warm-ish heer today and I wus lubbin it!
wai? wii nawt has anne snoes foar a lawng tiem…..
ai can hoep…
Ai wisheded fur da warms… an was willin tew trade mah cowld wevvers fur DKs warms wevvers… Freezing Wevvers–DO NAWT WANT!
Ohai BDM! Kum plai wif us at teh boddum of teh fred!
**grabs cweenmj an hopz hopz hopz wif jinglol bellz awn**
gud tyming stageman! conga ratz onna furtist frum lasteat
thankee. I thought the thing would never load
Conga rats, staj hand dan
ROFL!!!
*MEH* sez kittoon. Ai agriiz.
santa left that pillo
yeh, Mrs. Claus said gettit outta mai hause!
Hoomin must’ve been rilly nawty tu get teh throw pillo. Eben coal wud hab been betta.
conga rats on beatin me for nawt-second.
Nobodi got beated, unless it woz teh goggie wu threw teh cushin, adn teh myce didunt hurt it tu mush.
Kittehs make teh best snuggle pillahs.
Dat is sew trooo…
I got tree snuggl kittehs, dey keeps me warm at nite
wow, that’s a hideous pillow.
The beautemaus kitteh contrasted wif da uglified pilolow
Tuxy kitteh iz nawt amyoozed bai teh breakdown in formal eticat.
Shreddid Sandy hat in free, tew, wun…
In Soviet Rusha, throw pillow imitatez reel life.
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u new sumwun had tu say it….
how did awl dat start innywai?
I dunno…… Monty Python mebbee?
ai awlso waz wonnering taht!
Ai fink it wuz Yakov Smirnoff wut popularize it.
And ai fink Arte Johnson started it.
Mai mammory pills, ai forgit tew taik them.
Dis b deh eerliest Soviet Russia LOL i kud finding …..
icanhascheezburger.com/2007/04/26/in-soviet-russia/#comments
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if thatz ennee halp…….
*shrugz sholderz*
It’s cawled a “Russian reversal”
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Teho showed uz wunc hao to doo it rite.
**snert**
Aifinkso awlsew in Soviet Rusha, mere fezuntz are aloud to ban cocomnuts frum Cheezland! **luks arownd fur leeza-b and guiness piggeh, um, dat iz, luks arownd fur mere fezuntz**
**begins to shake frum lack ov peenya cowlawdaz**
skwirrlgrl & teh piggeh seams 2 b AWOL 2nite…howsome ebber*hic*, ai happenz 2 hab a beeg picchur ob peenya cowlawdaz*hic* taht ai wood b happie to cher
wif u *hic* an eenywon elz taht wood liek sum *hic*
**luks su shpish us lee at picchur** Yew did nawt make dis wif dat stuff frum PhillipDBeeker an Igor, datz marked “tastz jist like cocomnut but no fite-in” did yew?
Capin Morgan at yer servise…*hic* naw…ai awlwayz use teh bestest
creme de coconut *hic*
Iz saif tew hab coconut rum here?
::shiftileee luks left and rite fur leeza::
Yesh pweeze.
**Luks clowslee at Serendiptiy*** Hao minee picchurs ov dis yew had, Serendiptiy? **Stelfa lee pawkits Serendiptiy’s keys**
“Merry Ho, Ho, HUMBUG”
Anom to dat!
Bah bug and hum.
Oooh, i lieks ur hat!
Oh fanky. Ai’z lukin’ furrward tew teh New Year.
Can yew tell?
Me 2, xcpt I has no idea wot I’z doin to celi…selliba…party on nu yeerz eev. hmmm…
Ai’m willin’ tew bet ther will bii uh party right here. Moas likely where ai will bii.
My mahm an dad iz havvin frenz ober dat nite, so I prolly be hidin owt heer if I nawt has alternit plans.
Derez awlwayz a party heer!!
Better dan sum u git dresst up adn going owt fur.
Ai cawnc…conqu…agrii.
Ai luk forward tew seein’ awl the cheezpeeps in their casual garb dat nite.
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::ponders dressin up in munkey suit::
Suddenly ai hab uh cravin’ fur uh bananananananana.
Gudnyte cheezpeeps! Ai haz a frustraytid cos ai keep gittin kikked awf and my commints git eeted.
Awww…
Schmoooz tu yoooz.
{{{parrothead}}}
BTW ==
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D’spite deh goofy hat….
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THIS IZ A BEWTIFULL KITTEH!!!!!!!! .. wif deh floofee furz and deh pritty wiyte bib and deh widdlol wiyte toezez adn deh long arching whiskerz adn arching ii browz … sigh….. sew pritty…..
Yesh, iz berry hansum tuxie.
My fren had tuxie dat wuz haff meezer. Him wuz purty, wif sleek blak cote an whyte tuxie markins.
Himz oridjinal nayme wuz $h1thed, but aftur himz got owt wunse, hur tolded hur huzbin “Kitteh name GOTS to chanj! I nawt goin rown nayborhuud hollerin foar $h1thed!”
So, himz name wuz chanjed to Psam.
$h1thed fit him bettur, tho.
Steve Martin wuz trully inspired, wuzn’t hii?
Wun ob mai ex-GF’s had uh kitteh naimed…kitteh.
Try finding wun dat wuz straying bai cawlin’…
Here kitteh…c’mere kitteh.
Ebery cat in teh neighborhood came finkin’ ai had gushifud.
Our famlee usually gibbed hoomin names to pets.
My kitteh’s naem wuz Josie, after teh old cartoon.
Teh famlee kitteh wuz Peggy.
Wii alsew had hampster wunse named Bob.
Bob iz gud naim fur hammy aifinkso.
Iz gud naim fur N-E-fing oar N-E-bawdy aifinkso.
Anagrams awr teh awesum and win IMHO.
racecar – for example.
ur mammreezz b failing u agin….. demz palindromez, ifinkso.
oh, adn bai deh wayz…….plz tu not cawling mii Bob…. I don’t think it b a gud name fur mii…
DOH!
::facepaw::
Yew awr right Daryl.
Datz much bedder. Fanky, Joyce.
Doan tell mai udder brudder dat it wuz awl jes uh dream.
::whispers tew cweenmj::
*BTW – why nawt bob?*
*Iz gud naim, no?*
Wail, Bob b a fine name…. but itz just nawt fer mii….. Nawt eben deh feemale formz….Bobbi, Roberta, Bobby Jo, et set tra…..
::eyes cweenmj suspishuslee::
Ai nawt convinced.
Purrhaps yew hab an aversion tew the teebee show Scrubz?
I haz not watchingd dat show…… huzbin thinkz it b stoopee…. so I not shur wut ur point iz….
confidentially
ai fink iz stoopy tew,
butt ai can’t halp butt watch it wunce in a while.
The hed guy’s name iz Bob.
It wuz jes uh wurkin’ feary.
Sew wutz teh true hollywood story ’bout the name Bob?
Aw…Bob Kelso! *Sniff* Ai miss Scrubs…ai miss teebee… *wipes away tear*
akshully, teknically speakin’
awl palindromez AWR anagrams.
Fur example:
nawt sekkund Bee – Oh – sekkund Bee
equals
sekkund Bee – Oh – nawt sekkund Bee
STN
Truuu. but nawt awl anagramz b palindromez…. but u noo dat…
Yesh yesh…iz true.
I CAN HAS uh liddlol bit ob dignity
affur mai major faux paw?
Ai prawmiss tew bii beddur in teh new year.
twuz not a mayjor faux pauz. if dat b deh wurst u eber duz, u b in grate shape…
anagram ==> nativeca = naivecat
ROFLCOPTER
Dat wuz full ob awesum and win.
I ♥ cweenmj
Cween MJ… Yew don’t want to be cawld Bob? *giglols*
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An nawt a Bob job….dat be da newterin, aifinxo.
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::Stands owtside teh barn door lukin’ in::
::sumhow finkin’ hii’s missin’ sumfin’::
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Oh! And Bobbit job, DEW NAWT WANT!
could be a palsied moyle? neersighted moyle? *shrugs ah-la Jackie Mason*
Oar uh jilted wife moyle?
Datz an oxymoron (iz dat rite cweenmj or iz dat jes ironic?)
I iz bustin wit pride! Dis is myverryown handsome cattie man Daddy-O Bigman Clarence Clemons Woolbright. The pillo was a gift from a nize elderly crayze cat lady who has since passed on.
Daddy-O is a 10 year old Norwegian Forest Cattie that waz a stray. I met him while I was walking and it was Love at first sight. He ways 20 pounds and is fond of elderly ladies and loves everyone, even the vet! Watching him gallop and pounce with my kitten, Savannah Fluffanella is very funny because he is so big. Daddy-O also likes to make breadyfeet on chests and tummies-and gets-um a little romantical and carried away.
My not second LOL!
I iz bursting with the pryde! This is my verry own cattie Daddy-O Bigman Clarence Clemons Woolbright. His tail is ginormous! I found him as a stray and it was love at not second sight. He ways about 20 pounds and the vettie says he is a Norwegian Forest Cat. He loves everyone especially elderly ladies and the vet, and makes happybreadyfeets on tummies and chests. He is about 10 years old.
The pillo was a gift from an elderly crazy cat lady who has since passed on.
Monochrome kitteh imagines teh colorful demize ob yor antics.
Ooooh luk at awl the pretty colors.
Iz dat uh spleen?
Wut uh beautiful shade ob…um…spleen.
So NC66, why u awl anxshus foar teh noo yeer?
2008 bad foar u?
Doan tell N-E-wun…
, the aspbergers, OCD, early childhood death trama, and anger management classes (long tiem ago), ai’ve had uh lawt tew struggle wit. IT made meh uh berry grumpy person. Jes ax my minyuns. Dis year wuz definitely uh turnin’ point, and ICHC played no small part in it. Ai mush beddur nao (jes ax my minyuns), and ai’m lukin’ furward tew uh new year where ai can bii mai true self.
::luks arownd::
Mai whole lief haz been anxious.
Between band
2008 has been the worst year of my life and I’m ready for 2009.
The only good thing about 2008 was that my first post to ICHC was January 2, 2008.
BRING ON 2009!
Mai fwend Rodney (ai bin finkin’ ob himz a lot lately) yoosed tew say,
“iz always darkest ‘fore the dawn.” Hii said it awl the tiem. Ober and ober. Ai’m sure hii wuz right, coz ebery time ai fink ai can’t take it N-E-moar, sumfing gud happins. Dis year it wuz ICHC and awl teh fwends ai’ve made. Ai’m wit yew rhsb, BRING AWN ‘09. Dis iz gunna bii mai best year yet.
Yesh, ICHC an subsekwentlee teh frenz I has maded heer, has been teh bestest part of 2008 foar me. Deez peeplols has halped me in ways I nawt fink I kin ‘asplayne.
I has cried wif an foar peeplols heer. I has laffed lyk a compleet idjit too, to teh poynt ware peeplols in eershot of me has wunnered “WTH”. I has eben gotten to teh poynt ware sumwun heer will pop into my hed, ether foar no reezun, oar becuz I heered a sawng dat reminded me of dem oar I knew dey wuz hazzin sumfin goin awn in dere lifes.
Eben tho my mahm tolded me today u guies nawt egg-sist (lawng storee), I kno bettur. U guies egg-sist …..rite heer in my hart!
U meen….. I b reel????
Yesh cween, u is berry reel.
Eben tho u mite pole dasne in ur baffroom, u iz reel as teh day iz lawng.
…and teh day is az long az owr lub fur yew iz wide.
::dabs tear awy frum eye affur readin’ rhsb cawmint::
peeps tell meh tew dat yew awr awl nawt real,
butt…
den ai share yor wit and wizdum wif dem,
and dey awl say teh saim fing.
“Wut a niec bunch ob peeplol.”
“Ai wish eberywun culd bii liek dat.”
Dang, NC.
I nawt meen to make u snifflol.
Anom.
like mebbe everytime ya heer Gary Sinese?
…and a certain song by Soft Cell.
*sigh*
Haven’t heard Gary in a whiel. I miss him.
**pouts**
that whole Soft Cell thing was NAWT MAI FAULT!!!!
Yeah, yeah, yeah….
Just lyk u had nuffin to do wif teh Nawty Barn gettin burned down…
nao, jus’ kawse I have a thing for Nomex…….
…an fyrewimmins….
ooooo, fyrewimmins in Nomex………..I’ll be in my bunk.
**finks to hurself**
I knew bettur tahn dat…
hee hee heeeee
::Stands owtside teh barn door lukin’ in::
::sumhow finkin’ hii’s missin’ sumfin’::
(repeat)
Dan and I burned down the NB this past Summer.
Az a matter of fact, I usta has a zippo. Got it wif my Marlboro miles yeers ago.
Wunner wuteber happened to it?
Ooooh really?
Ai haz uh jealous.
In the words ob PH, “Dats hawt.”
Oar wuz it jes a maddur ob…
Teh roof…teh roof…
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Wii doan need no water, let the ************ burn.
*ginjerlee touches own arm*
ai fink ai eggsist, thare four ai duz!
Nativeca66 – Yoo were so far tath yoo were thinking yoo cudn’t TAKE it enemoar? And nao yoo ar bedder?? Becuz yoo ar heer?
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That iz SOOO az it shud bee. Yoo ar heer amongst frenz – amongst peepl hoo think yo ar teh wonderfull – az yoo indeed ai am shur moast shurlee ar!!
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Yoo hav things to battlol wif tahn menee dont. An that yoo haz survived – an gotten bedder – speeks volyooms fur hoo yoo REELEE ar!
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An we AR reel!!! An if wee troolee laik peeple heer, tehn it iz awlmoast fur shur that we wud laik them az much if we were to meet – an so mennee ov us haz dun just that. – so we know it iz troo.
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Ai had nebber akshullee met Salleh – just heer at ICHC an then teh emayols – until she cayme frum Cally Fon Nyah to halp mee after mai mom died in Septembur. An it wuz – awlmost at ONCE – as tho we had bin best frenz awl ov ar lives!!
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Amaizing – but troo!
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Ai lubs yu man!!
:Cracks open uh new bottlol ob cough syrup tew share wit KK4::
Ai lubs yew tew…uh…man…
::iz mesmerized bai KK4’s new abatar’s eyes::
KK4s abatar’s iiz beh da beautemaus, yesh? Aifinxo!
att leest dey nawt had tho pillo wif stuff dat iz ebben werse…
Santa Cat’s got the beard.
mmmkai…..ai has too go to bed nao….
g’nite….
I hates to leev teh partee, but I gettin flak foar bein awn teh pyooter wen teh rest of teh howse has gone to bed. Dangit, I nawt gonna sleeps foar a whiel, ethur. **grumblols**
**goes upstayres, to look for Mr Sinise**
Gary! Gary! Ware u at?!?!?
NYC, of course
GN rhsb ST. Doan let the new year bug bite.
ohai!
anywon still up?
O mai CC! Ai wuz just going upstares! Ur hoem very late, yung ladee!
well, she SAID she’d be back……..late.
yay! peeps still here!
itz not that late reely….
Where’d ya go? What did you bring us?
Ai wuz just watching mai hockey teem lose. Game is over naow.
I hadda krissmus party to go to.
I guess I had fun.. I lost an eering, spilled wax on my, um, chest, and knokked teh sideview mirror offa my car.
Oh yeh, and we had a DIRTY SANTA gift xchange.. I brotted a bottlol of kahlua, and wot did I get? Oatmeal, rice and gritz.
THAT’S why they call it DS.
Sownds liek fun to mii!
BUTT wot did you bring us? Huh???
lessee… I brot.. leftover homemade cheezcaek (turtlol kind), and tortelllinis wif basil creem cheez dip, and… a paynt by nombers of teh grate masters in minachure.
Ooh ooh, ai can has teh paynt bai numbers? Iz gud ferapee!
it’s nearin’ 1 inna mornin’ there, for some that’s quite late.
ushually is for me, but not tonite!
is u still workin?
still teh meat?
*is reddy wif Bull Durham jokes*
done for the night, tomorrow brings two more shows and a load-out
I guess those circus peeples get tired earlee?
they did two performances today, and some of the stuff they do makes me hurt just looking at it.
I has never been to a Cirque show.
Too much munnies. *sigh* Maybe one day.
BTW– how did u manage not to tell tehm earlier upthred wot BOB stands for???
because I’m not sure I know.
B***ch on board?
omg.
u meen u hasn’t heard this?
haha… u can’t say I has teh sheltered leif anymores!!
not that I has any xperiense wif it but… acc my FRENDS it is
battery operated boyfriend
ah, yer plastic pal who is truuly fun to be with?
anna BOB job is a gnu ter ing…
neither has I!!
never *ahem* needed one.
as I sed.. my frends tolled me.
“Never needed one” – lol!
Mii n teh kittehs R hedding upstares naow. Nite-nite ebreewun!
Schmoos to awl fur being heer adn halping mi fru teh last phew munths.
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ni ni 4.5. Sleepies wall!
yepper
Hey Dan, ai never wished yoo a Merry Krissmiss.
Hope 2009 is bery gud to yoo!!!
Schmoo!
thankee, it wasn’t too bad. at least I wasn’t the one who bled.
some of this is conjecture, the three older nephews were given pocket knives by thier paternal Grandfather. 12,10,and 7?, the youngest to get one lost control of it while attempting to open a toy package. He cut himself on the heel of his hand below the thumb…….well. He comes into the kitchen, freaking out. My sister (his mom) gets him calmed down enought to get a good look at it, and thier off to the Emergency Room for stitches (five as it eventuates). Some of the rest of us begin clean-up. It looked like something from CSI. Little drops of blood simply..everywhere.
Now he’ll have a scar to show off. Did the knife get confiscated? Seven seems a bit young.
and THAT, I believe, in his mothers point entirely
Oh noez! 7 beh da tew yung fur niif!
Jinx!
Ai wall bai yew a Coke if yew kums heer to kollect et!
Where is “heer”???
“Heer” be Minnesnowta… ai beh awna cween’s cheezmap!
Sorry – too lazee to luk at teh map!
Hmm, a bit too far, ai guess! We’ll has to wate for a cheezmeet!
Otay… when da cheezmeets beh, ai baiz yew a Coke.
o, u know u has a lot of nephews when u can’t remember their ages!! LOL
some of that packaging tho.. u need nukular weapons to get thru it.
so is this an annual crissmas thing, that someone gets hurt?
Bludletting at elebenty!!!
any gathering I attend, or so it would seem
*haz a wunder if SHD has bampyre frenz*
dunno about the frenz, but I do seem to be a weirdsh…..um…stuff magnet.
Yew tew!? Afinkded ai beh da onlee “WEYRD” magnet around…
no no no, BDH!! ai m a berry gud syko magnet. ai offen luk in mirror tew see if ai habs it written on forehead…
Canadian Tire (sort of a cross between a hardware store and a department store) sells a special tool for that very purpose!
I use the scissors I keep in my tool belt. If I have pants on, the tool belt in likely in place.
Ohhhhh, ai’m nawt gonig there. Nope, nope, nope.
Yr nawt goin intew Dan’s pants?
well if he has a tool belt on, maybe it duz teh werk for us!
Dan, yoo shud know bedder than to talk abowt pants, belts n tools arownd us cheezwimmins!
Triiz reellee reallee hard nawt tew beh da nawty….
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TOOL belt :snerk:
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Ai failz.
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*heads tew NB*
it’s no big deel, iffen you’ve seen the pics, you’ve seen my usual belt-tool load out. I’m standing in the back of the truck, under the “STUFF” sign.
oops, sry, the belt-tools are on the right hip, the one ye canna see.
Bytin mah tung… *gigloling*
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Ai beh gettin da silliz…
Ai noes, but there’s just sumthing abowt a guy wearing a toolbelt slung on his hips.
Help me heer, girls!
now, that summer I worked as a framing carpenter, I could understand the reaction. but a pale, semi-flabby, scarred stagehand? I don’t geddit.
Dan… r we embarassin u?
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Maybe he was just tryin to hed us off before we started talkin about tool boxes, or storage, or proper size drill bits, etc?
Da onlee wai ai be halping is bein guide tew NB…
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STUFF :snerk:
SHD… yew beh liikin da kittehs… yew be da clebber… yew are M ployed. Wots nawt tew lub?
all right ye’ve asked fer eet.
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said by a guy with a serious case of dun-lop, “gotta have an inpressive tool to build this big a shed over it!”
Ya, rite. Now he’s adding teh brogue…
Oooh!
Luuks lyk I snuk bak in in perfeck time!
*giggloling berry hard*
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Ai beh leeben nao, sew ai nawt offend…
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*Wishes yew all a grate rest ub da nite*
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*Heads tew a Nearby Barn*
oooh.. not playin fair!!
*whispers* He beh da teez, donot he?
**cawls out to BDM**
Leeve my SP alone, ya heer?
SP?
now ur gonna get it.. u sed teh ‘d’ word….
SP? Ai donot noes what dis beh…
*vulpine griiiin (chicken feathers extra)*
SP = Speshul Prezzie
I gots it frum NS, awn Bocsking Day.
and ODK, you’re the one talkin’ ’bout “happy mamrees” , STN
oh BDM.. u make me LOL!!
*steps bak wot she hopes is a safe distanse*
DK u needs to add a littul i-lash flutter to that….
Leeza, methinks yer mostly safe, I’m the only one heer. there is no ravening horde of stagehands to converge on the possibility of donut.
Ai nawt takes eneebudees SP…
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glad ai maeks yew lol, Leeza!
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4.5…. yew triin tew beh da innosent? :snerk: :snort:
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*giglols*
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BWAHAHAHAHA!
*wispurrs* Leeza, is the “d” word dunlop?
Fanks, BDM.
U wun of teh FEW arown heer who wud say dat.
PSA to awl: Jes nawt menshun a sertin uthur dessert dat a sertin person lyks. U mite gets dekapitayted.
d werd is donot
sheesh. hadda go luk up ‘vulpine’.
duz that mean u is teh fox in teh henhouse Dan?
Oh, ai see – DONUT!!!11!
nope, it’s donut. Leeza got used terribly by unwisely uttering the “D” word while many stagehands were about.
Well, he is teh only guy heer wif awl us wimmens…
rhsb, do you meen COCONUTT???
I nawt fink hur wud say it wuz “terriblol”.
Coconut? Nope, but you gots the rite nawt-sekkund lettur.
Ai dew nawt play wif udders peeps prezzies wifowt da permishions…
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Ai can Add myres frum a dis dans, an beh da happi fur mah frens.
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BTW, did yew eber get da inflatabiblol fyrmans I kept frowing tew yew when Sweetpea had yew trappeded inna dunjen?
Yesh, but him nawt lasted berry lawng.
I must hav blokked that out!
I only bemembers u, Dan.
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Ignores BDM
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BTW, abowt that otter dessert, wots teh 24 carrot werd, red?
Wii yew be ignoring meh, Leeza? Ai laffin at 4.5 bean da innosent… nawt at yew.
OOPS, sowry BDM,
that SHUD have been:
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Ignores DK
Wut yoo ignoring, COCONUTT???
rhsb… ai da sowree hims nawt lasted lawng… dis tends tew bveh a problem wif da mens, aifinkso
Hay! Where’s all teh TTI peeps, ai wunder?
BDM, whut there are other dans about?
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I’m heer alone, and without foods, ah’ve had three Trio bars since eating at noon. Iffen y’all continue to torment meh with the munchables. I’ll end up doin’ something unwise at Whataburger on the way home.
**tries to mufflol laffin**
Ifinkso it be my fawlt, BDM.
Sum guies nawt kin handle REAL woman!
What’s a Trio bar?
oo, u has Whataburger in Teksas Dan?
I lives rite near teh hedquarters!
Do u leik teh witchdoctors?
dis dans = distance
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mah oberdun lolspeak, let meh show et tew yew!
Wait, wut? It’s really called Whataburger?
I ‘magine Anni will be up soon, DK… but we mite be a littul, erm, racy for her taste…
oh sowry, I forgot I was IGNORING u for tormenting me wif teh C-werd….
rhsb… ANOM! Nawt ablol tew handlol da Wimmins!
DK – I has herd of them but dats it.
None in KY dat I kno of.
hang on rhsb, *rummages in trash-can* *rustle-rustle* oh…gross, *rustle* ah-ha. Trio, by Mrs. May’s, 3 nuts 3 seeds 3 fruits, it’s Vegan and Kosher (like I really care about either one)
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Leeza….whatintheblazes is a witchdoctor?
*hums* Ai’ve got a lubblee
parebunch ob coconuttsDan, ur nawt alone! Yoo has us!!!
BDM – Ain’t it sad, too? Sum wants teh 100 lbs soakin wet, warin size 2 kinda gals, an doze of uz NAWT in dat catigoree gets lefted owt.
*cannot hold owt ennemoar, goes to kitchen for chonklitt bar*
4.5, yew haz a bunch? Ai onlee has a pair!
maybe itz a diffrent whataburger?
here, they have a drink that’z pretty much everything but teh kitchen sink, plus they put in picklol juice, and it’s called a Witchdoctor.
rhsb, mah boifren keeps tallin meh dat ai am trying tew keel himwif da… um, Nearbai Barn. Da guys hoo onlee want da skinnii girls nawt noes what dey be missing owt awn
seeewwww, yer sayin’ they’re hairy and gurgle when ya shake’em?
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*dive, roll, runlikeblazes*
Pikklol joose? Ewww..
Nawt wants ENNYFING to do wif pikklols. Bad memorees.
DK – I had 3 Lindt trufflols erlyur. Teh wuns in teh blak rappinz is best. Dark!
BDM – Keel him?
WATTAWAYTAGO!
Dan, ai think ur still thinking of wot’s unner teh dun-lop…
**gigglols lyk teenagur**
Altho they nawt gurglol wen u shake em.
Dey do sumfink else.
sez teh self described man frum Borneo….
G’nite, awl y’all (izzat rite?). Schmoooo!
‘Nite DK!
Yeah, all y’all will work.
bu-bu-but, but….ahm nawt the one claiming to HAVE coconuts, much less a pair of the things.
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besides, my tousers would fit comfortably.
tousers = pants?
Tehy would fit comfortably if you had coconuts!?!?!
**heads toward NB**
Dan if u sed u had coconutts, I wud have to ask if u’ve seen a doctor about that.
No matter WUT my personal feelingz about teh bloody things.
eerrrrrr, wouldN’T that’s would NOT fit comfortably
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mebbe eet’s time to pack-up and go. mebbe low-blood sugar?
oh, for the love of all that is holy, yes tRousers=pants
If you do, be careful driving.
PS I still nawt finded Gary. Teh closest I came to finding him wuz CSI:Miami awn satellite.
leeza yer spellin of that particular tropical tree-born weapon, just makes me think someones got a serious chocolate fetish.
Hey, here we say “britches”!
rhsb, ya should know by now I got more than one way to say, well nearly anything.
oh u has to drive home still? I thot maybe u were just stayin where u were. Itz about 2:15 am here.. and I has finally winded down, is yawning liek a littul kid, so Ifinkso itz time for me to hit teh hay.
Figurativelee speeking of corse.
And yes, be teh careful driving.
Here itz so foggy u cud hardly see 20 yds in front of u.
Nite y’all!
Ya-yup, ya do, Dan.
**turns up accent**
Y’alls got fansee words for pay-unts down dare in Texus, nao donchyoo?
Nite Leeza.
um, fetish… me?
only for teh pirates and teh broguey guiz.
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Reely goin to bed now!
later peeps, *sigh* ah reckon ah’ll have to do the Whataburger thing now. I do so love the onion rings.
‘ Nite Dan.
Oar yew can gets et awna infomershall for elebenty tewnty munnies
srsly… I has almost hurt myself more than onse trying to get something out of that rassin frassen plastic!
Leeza! Yoo didn’t say yet if ai can has teh pyant bai number kit!
can I share if wif u?
lessee… u can has Bottichellee’s Birth ov Venus…
I can has teh lilies by Monet….
Okai! Fanks!
(Ai has teh happeh mamrees of doing a paynt-bai-numbers of dogs when ai wus a kidlet.)
**sneeks bak in**
**raises hand** Yup, I’m another one who ended up in the emergency room while using an xacto knife.
u iz bout free sekunds fum getun ur eyez skatz owt 4 posin dis on lol!
Ooh, Oscar Wilde. Very high-brow =P
It looks like the kittens from the pillow is on the cat
KK – U will lubs dis man. Him iz southern comedian.
Dere are moar awn yoo-toob. Jes luuk foar “Marc Ryan”.