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June 14, 2005

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Shakespeare's Sister

Smoky voice? I'm gravel, doll.

Kossi looks like a refuge from Conan O'Brien's "If They Mated" segment.

Paul T. Geist

I would like to meet this Wraith fellow. He crawls on my tool bar at the bottom of the screen. Lance, you shouldn't be talking about Zeit that way. This Blonde you speak of, does she know of your formerly roving academic ways?

Lance

Paul, I admire a man who can defend his brother with a pun. I once defended my brother with a pin. He was being attacked by one of those balloon sculptures made by clowns at birthday parties. What are you drinking? I'm buying. Franz, set up Paul with whatever he can handle and keep 'em coming.

(Aside: There, that ought to keep him out of the cloud with me and Sis.)

pamindurham

Just let me get a peek at Kossi's boobies...make me feel like a big blogger...

Lance

Paul, the blonde knows all about my roving academic ways. How do you think we met? The hussy.

Shakespeare's Sister

Heads in the clouds. Certainly not the first time either of us has been in such a position, eh, Lance.

Better than the dark interiors in which you'll find the heads of some others who shall remain nameless, kos I said so.

The Heretik

Come on in, Zeit. Your brother is around here somewhere.

Shakespeare's Sister

Pam got my invite, I see. Welcome, gorgeous. How are you this evening, you hairy humorless feminist lesbian type person?

Catherine Zeita Jones

Don't tell my dork of a husband but hairy humorless feminist lesbians make me hot!

pamindurham

Catherine Zeita Jones, your hubby's had his face pulled one time too many. Tell him to stop the madness.

Shakes, I'm doing fine. I was hoping to slice and dice some Gilliard meat.

Gretchen

Hello everyone. Thanks for linking up the police tasering the kid on the school bus story Heretik. Im still shaking my head in amazement...

Shakespeare's Sister

Pam, Gilliard's hanging around outside threatening to beat up Lance. Want to head out and take him down with me?

The Heretik

Gretchen, no prob. I like what you are doing. Paminatrix, play nice, but only if you want to. Gilliard meat? Taste like chicken?

pamindurham

I brought my bloody chainsaw, Sis, borrowed from tourist Gregory Despres. Don't want to leave any mess behind...

pamindurham

Gilliard meat? Taste like chicken?

Gilliard, the flavorless meat.

The Heretik

Watch the magic of delinking as you are drinking >>>>>>>>>>>>

Who is disappearing now?

Shakespeare's Sister

How did you manage to get it past customs?!

Lance

Franz, another martini please. Dryer than dry. A Sahara of a martini. Camels should be needed to serve it.

The Heretik

Sorry.The only thing we have in that sort of martini is Gobi, Lance. Good work by the BBA today, Paminatrix and Sister.

Shakespeare's Sister

Thank you. Another amaretto on the rocks, please, my friend. And hold the rocks. In fact, hold the glass. Just hand me the bottle.

Lance

Gobi will have to do. Two humps are better than one anyway.

Shakespeare's Sister

Hey, Lance - I got a hump for ya right here!

Oh, forgive me. That's the amaretto talking.

The Heretik

The bottle then,sister. Gobi. Too bad Gobi Wan Kenobi couldn't save that Sith thing.

pamindurham

How did you manage to get it past customs?!

As we were at yellow alert, I simply walked by the sleeping fed workers and trotted that bloody bad boy over the border. :)

Shakespeare's Sister

Ahh, yellow alert. The color of bloody homicide. Delicious.

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