anyone?

kassonica · Post by **kassonica** » Fri Feb 22, 2008 11:31 pm

only one tab of brown acid guys

you sure

madboy · Post by **madboy** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 12:15 am

kassonica wrote:only one tab of brown acid guys

you sure

You're the one we can't fool!

monkey man · Post by **monkey man** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 1:56 am

Gary, I'm very, very sorry mate.

I don't know what came over me; I do know I'm one (there 'tis) very stressed monkey.
I'm about to go back and wipe my comments; it's not for me to "pass the law", but rather to lead by example.

Your deft manipulation of the text showed great wit and skill, IMHO, and was funny.

Thank you for not complicating my already frayed-at-the-edges life by reacting negatively.

Bravo bud!

kassonica · Post by **kassonica** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 2:29 am

one humble gracious primate

one great forum

jarok · Post by **jarok** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 2:57 am

One shot.
http://www.1shot.com/

monkey man · Post by **monkey man** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 3:02 am

kassonica wrote:one humble gracious primate

one great forum

One observant and sensitive tomcat.

Matcher · Post by **Matcher** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 5:31 am

But is one a one hit wonder?

kassonica · Post by **kassonica** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 5:36 am

better one than none

Dave Bourke · Post by **Dave Bourke** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:16 am

Bill's Guinness-drinking squirrel reminds me of an old joke:

An Irish poacher's out checking his rabbit snares in the mountains one boiling hot summer afternoon when he hears a small voice crying, "Help! Help!" He spots a bog-hole nearby and there, at the bottom of it, lies a leprechaun caught in one of his snares.

"Well, well, well," says the poacher, "what class of a rabbit have we got here?"

"I'm not a rabbit, you blind gobdaw. I'm a leprechaun. Now get me out of here."

The poacher thinks for a moment, then says, "And what'll you gimme if I do?"

The leprechaun looks up slyly at him and says "I'll give you one wish."

"One wish? I think I should get three."

"Do I look like a bloody genie? Two wishes, then. Take it or leave it."

"Done, you thieving rogue."

And so the poacher climbs down into the bog-hole and frees the leprechaun.

"Right, so," says the leprechaun, "what d'you want for your first wish?"

The poacher thinks for a moment, then says, "I'm as parched as me maiden aunt's insides in this heat. I want a perfect pint of Guinness that'll always fill up again as soon as I drink it."

"Ah, the old everlasting pint wish, eh? Consider it done."

And a pint of Guinness magically appears in the poacher's fist. He looks suspiciously at it for a moment, then gulps it down. And, sure enough, the glass fills up again with another perfect pint and his face breaks into a huge grin.

"That's amazing," he says. "How the hell d'you do that?"

"Never you mind," says the leprechaun. "That's a trade secret. Now, what d'you want for your second wish?"

The poacher looks at the pint of Guinness in his fist for a moment, then turns to the leprechaun with a crafty look on his face.

"Gimme another one of these."

Kind regards.

bOing · Post by **bOing** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:38 am

Dave Bourke wrote:Bill's Guinness-drinking squirrel reminds me of an old joke:

The poacher looks at the pint of Guinness in his fist for a moment, then turns to the leprechaun with a crafty look on his face. "Gimme another one of these."

Thanks for the laugh, Dave. That was a good ONE, and realistic, too. I think I've met that poacher.

madboy · Post by **madboy** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 12:45 pm

monkey man wrote:Gary, I'm very, very sorry mate.

I don't know what came over me; I do know I'm one (there 'tis) very stressed monkey.
I'm about to go back and wipe my comments; it's not for me to "pass the law", but rather to lead by example.

Your deft manipulation of the text showed great wit and skill, IMHO, and was funny.
Thank you for not complicating my already frayed-at-the-edges life by reacting negatively.

Bravo bud!

Xanax?

bOing · Post by **bOing** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 12:52 pm

madboy wrote:
monkey man wrote:Gary, I'm very, very sorry mate.
Xanax?

Let's not have one more post about this, okay? Meditate.

Be at one with this thread.

Ohmmmmmmmmmmm.

kassonica · Post by **kassonica** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 3:13 pm

bOing wrote:
madboy wrote:
monkey man wrote:Gary, I'm very, very sorry mate.
Xanax?
Let's not have one more post about this, okay? Meditate.

Be at one with this thread.

Ohmmmmmmmmmmm.

Indeed

OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE

madboy · Post by **madboy** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 9:56 pm

Dave Bourke wrote:Bill's Guinness-drinking squirrel reminds me of an old joke:

An Irish poacher's out checking his rabbit snares in the mountains one boiling hot summer afternoon when he hears a small voice crying, "Help! Help!" He spots a bog-hole nearby and there, at the bottom of it, lies a leprechaun caught in one of his snares.

"Well, well, well," says the poacher, "what class of a rabbit have we got here?"

"I'm not a rabbit, you blind gobdaw. I'm a leprechaun. Now get me out of here."

The poacher thinks for a moment, then says, "And what'll you gimme if I do?"

The leprechaun looks up slyly at him and says "I'll give you one wish."

"One wish? I think I should get three."

"Do I look like a bloody genie? Two wishes, then. Take it or leave it."

"Done, you thieving rogue."

And so the poacher climbs down into the bog-hole and frees the leprechaun.

"Right, so," says the leprechaun, "what d'you want for your first wish?"

The poacher thinks for a moment, then says, "I'm as parched as me maiden aunt's insides in this heat. I want a perfect pint of Guinness that'll always fill up again as soon as I drink it."

"Ah, the old everlasting pint wish, eh? Consider it done."

And a pint of Guinness magically appears in the poacher's fist. He looks suspiciously at it for a moment, then gulps it down. And, sure enough, the glass fills up again with another perfect pint and his face breaks into a huge grin.

"That's amazing," he says. "How the hell d'you do that?"

"Never you mind," says the leprechaun. "That's a trade secret. Now, what d'you want for your second wish?"

The poacher looks at the pint of Guinness in his fist for a moment, then turns to the leprechaun with a crafty look on his face.

"Gimme another one of these."

Kind regards.

Nice work Dave...

madboy · Post by **madboy** » Sat Feb 23, 2008 9:57 pm

kassonica wrote:
bOing wrote:
madboy wrote: Xanax?
Let's not have one more post about this, okay? Meditate.

Be at one with this thread.

Ohmmmmmmmmmmm.

Indeed

OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE

Bite ths one...