Random Babbling Post #49

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O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
He chortled in his joy

I've made it to 300 a new gem I think I'm going to dance now




Mmmmmm Steak and Kidney Pie not quite aas good as a pudding but it will do

 

My 666th post. *chants* six, six, six, the number of the Beast

 

Well, my pirate costume was good enough to win third prize in the office costume competion. I won a $10 book store gift certificate.

Now that be some booty that be right up me alley, Arrrrrr!

 

When is Felinoid going to finish those RBP statistics?

 

Let's shave the cat

 

@HB:
How many times am I going to have to say this? It can't be finished! The only way to have final statistics is if the thing you're keeping statistics of ends. And if you're so gosh-darned antsy to have it over with, you could take a look at the first thirty RBPs (from "Doh" to RBP#20) and see how many Deathmage had. I've still got #26-40 to go to get 8peeps and Aikanaro's totals even with the rest, and then there's #41-? after that for everyone on the list. I got school as well as an ailing mother and a CS story to take care of, so I only get to the piddly little things when I've got time. (Not to mention that I'm getting really behind on my downloading. )

Ironically, this statement seems to apply to both of our last posts:

Why must I always make more work for myself?

@Undertaker:
No shavey.

 

Draw your spamsabre I will beat you, your SPAM is not strong enough. And then I will shave you

 

Felinoid, you shouldn't start something you can't finish.

 

@Undertaker:
No sabre needed, I've got a scimitar. And if you so much as try it, shavings will be all that's left of you.

@HB:
Would thou rather live in ignorance, knave? I offer the only glimpse of what has passed and thou seek to deride me for lack of omniscience. Should not such a monstrous task be even attempted, with the hopes that someday my successor shall see it come to pass? Question not Galileo at his telescope, nor Pythagorus with his papers; the search for knowledge is always worthwhile, even should thou not see the fruition of thine efforts. A pox upon thee and thy pessimism!

EDIT: BTW, who's got the pork? The smell is making me shiver.

[ October 31, 2005, 20:33: Message edited by: Felinoid ]

 

OMG I just drank...shock horror....a glass of wine!

 

Chicken in my house. Xrays went okay but jeez, hubby's mom is making her way rapidly up my hit list.

Costume Tips for Non-Canadians in Newfoundland:
- Don't go to the fisheries dressed as a seal
- Don't wear a dog costume downtown unless you have a small keg of brandy around your neck

Lai, thank you. Now all I've heard on the radio is GBS.

Don't forget to watch Rocky Horror tonight!

 

What is hubby’s mother doing wrong now?

 

The crowd is going wild tonight Yaaaaaaay

Let's hear it for Undertaker who briefly was The Number

Then there's JSBB and his excellent third (this does not translate to second loser )

And finally but not least there's Shell who managed a glass of wine seemingly without vomiting, dying or spamming

Congrats all party on

 

I had the Number
"Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the
beast with wrath, because he knows the time is short...
Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the
beast for it is a human number, its number is Six hundred and
sixty six." Revelations Ch. XIII v.18

And now it's nothing to babble about

 

@Undertaker instead of shaving him; how about a mohawk he'd look good honest

@kuemper sorry but Harbourboy put thethought in my mind on tonight of all nights she's flying her broom backwards

 

Hey suckas (just kidding)! What did I missed?

 

@DS: a curious idea
Hey kitty, kitty, where are you

 

She keeps tell me to do what I'm already doing at that second and doesn't bother to shut up and listen to anything I'm saying. When I yell at her to get her attention, she goes all pouty and stomps her high heeled shoes on the wood floor.

I haven't drunk anything and I'm babbling like Brooke Shields and Brooke Burke had a cloned twins.

I'm 386 posts behind Felinoid now. I'm declaring myself a Jedi Spamknight since I've bolted out over 1900 posts.

 

"Patience, young Padawan. Your test is not over yet, as Ofelix is not to be found. Have you forgotten the teachings of the Council?"

...

Master Chevalier projects a Spam Vision before Padawans Kuemper and Ofelix.

...

"As for the test, this shall be your task: For a whole day, you need to equal each other's use of the Spam. None of you shall come head of the other in the number of posts you make. For each post of Padawan Kuemper, Padawan Ofelix must make one. For each post of Padawan Ofelix, Padawan Kuemper shall make one. There is no winner and no loser, save the both of you. This is the will of the Council. Go, young Padawans and know your fates are linked."

Master Chevalier levitates away in the lotus position and snickers when the padawans can't hear him. "Yes, this should temper them."

 

Chevalier! Don't encourage them! There's enough spam already.