--
"Pooh," he said, "where did you find that pole?" Pooh looked at the pole
in his hands. "I just found it," he said. "I thought it
ought to be useful. I just picked it up." "Pooh," said Christopher Robin
solemnly, "the Expedition is over. You have found the
North Pole!" "Oh!" said Pooh. - Winnie the Pooh
"D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
news:398AE9F0...@email.com...
Omnivore wrote:
> It isn't permitted.
>
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> news:398AE9F0...@email.com...
> > It was a dark and stormy night.
and the Omnivore would not permit it but as fate intervened in the form of
liberalminded placing the post back in order in the distance I heard what
sounded as if a lady screaming.
Don't just hate it when that happens?
nino wrote:
> I think that happens twice a day to me - as far as I can remember
> the next day :-)
This happens to me on Wednesdays, Mondays, Thursdays, Tuesdays, Sundays, and
Saturdays. Oh yeah it also happens to me on Fridays to.
>
>
> nino
> It was a dark and stormy night.
Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
>
>D.r. Phillips writes:
>
>> It was a dark and stormy night.
>
>Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
Except there was a gang of Ephalumps and Woozles hanging about smokin da
crack on the street corner.
nino wrote:
> On Fri, 04 Aug 2000 14:23:19 -0400, "D.r. Phillips"
> At least we have no problem to admit it, hehehe
We seem to be the only ones right now but it as Friday and my guess is that many of
the regs are getting flashlighted right now. Maybe they will add to this later if
they can sit down that is.
>
>
> nino
Adie wrote:
> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
>
> >
> >D.r. Phillips writes:
> >
> >> It was a dark and stormy night.
> >
> >Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
>
> Except there was a gang of Ephalumps and Woozles hanging about smokin da
> crack on the street corner.
, but they were distracted by her large cantaloupes bouncing as she strolled by
briskly.
nino wrote:
> On Fri, 04 Aug 2000 15:57:42 -0400, "D.r. Phillips"
> I don´t think they get flashlighted - they are too slow - otherwise
> they would be already here.
I was told The Lame Troll likes his really slow so he can savor every minute of it.
>
>
> nino
If you do it without permission it is unauthorized.
>
>
>Adie wrote:
>
>> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
>>
>> >
>> >D.r. Phillips writes:
>> >
>> >> It was a dark and stormy night.
>> >
>> >Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
>>
>> Except there was a gang of Ephalumps and Woozles hanging about smokin da
>> crack on the street corner.
>
>, but they were distracted by her large cantaloupes bouncing as she strolled by
>briskly,
wooosh, wooosh the swinging of her canteloupes held Fast Eddie transfixed
as he roller skated down the road to collect his newly purchased x-ray
specs
Oh man that crack shit is gonna funk them up. Why can't they just be happy
with the mellowness of weed? This world is going to hell in a hand-basket!
--
Ms Mystry
They were pretty daggone tasty too. Too bad I had to knock 'em upside the
head with those 'loupes!
Omnivore wrote:
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> news:398AFD44...@email.com...
> >
> >
> > Omnivore wrote:
> >
> > > It isn't permitted.
> > >
> > > "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> > > news:398AE9F0...@email.com...
> > > > It was a dark and stormy night.
> >
> > and the Omnivore would not permit it but as fate intervened in the form of
> > liberalminded placing the post back in order in the distance I heard what
> > sounded as if a lady screaming.
>
> If you do it without permission it is unauthorized.
said the policeman on the corner as I prepared to kick in the door to find the
screaming woman.
Adie wrote:
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
>
> >
> >
> >Adie wrote:
> >
> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
> >>
> >> >
> >> >D.r. Phillips writes:
> >> >
> >> >> It was a dark and stormy night.
> >> >
> >> >Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
> >>
> >> Except there was a gang of Ephalumps and Woozles hanging about smokin da
> >> crack on the street corner.
> >
> >, but they were distracted by her large cantaloupes bouncing as she strolled by
> >briskly,
>
> wooosh, wooosh the swinging of her canteloupes held Fast Eddie transfixed
> as he roller skated down the road to collect his newly purchased x-ray
> specs
suddenly all were blinded by the lights of yet another UFO and Fast Eddie ran into
the gal, only being saved by the freshness of her fruit and the hardness of his
ramrod
Should have just yelled at her to quiet down.
Ms Mystry wrote:
> D.r. Phillips writes:
> >
> > Adie wrote:
> >
> > > "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
> > >
> > > >
> > > >D.r. Phillips writes:
> > > >
> > > >> It was a dark and stormy night.
> > > >
> > > >Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
> > >
> > > Except there was a gang of Ephalumps and Woozles hanging about smokin da
> > > crack on the street corner.
> >
> > , but they were distracted by her large cantaloupes bouncing as she
> strolled by
> > briskly.
>
> They were pretty daggone tasty too. Too bad I had to knock 'em upside the
> head with those 'loupes!
she thought to herself as he passed the man who only had eyes for her but she
knew she could never be so direct nor as tough as that because she was but a
common street slut willing to share her fruit with any who asked
>
> --
> Ms Mystry
Omnivore wrote:
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> news:398C4510...@email.com...
> >
> >
> > Omnivore wrote:
> >
> > > "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> > > news:398AFD44...@email.com...
> > > >
> > > >
> > > > Omnivore wrote:
> > > >
> > > > > It isn't permitted.
> > > > >
> > > > > "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> > > > > news:398AE9F0...@email.com...
> > > > > > It was a dark and stormy night.
> > > >
> > > > and the Omnivore would not permit it but as fate intervened in the
> form of
> > > > liberalminded placing the post back in order in the distance I heard
> what
> > > > sounded as if a lady screaming.
> > >
> > > If you do it without permission it is unauthorized.
> >
> > said the policeman on the corner as I prepared to kick in the door to find
> the
> > screaming woman.
>
> Should have just yelled at her to quiet down.
thought the man who was now preparing to have his way with her
>
>
>Adie wrote:
>
>> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
>>
>> >
>> >
>> >Adie wrote:
>> >
>> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
>> >>
>> >> >
>> >> >D.r. Phillips writes:
>> >> >
>> >> >> It was a dark and stormy night.
>> >> >
>> >> >Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
>> >>
>> >> Except there was a gang of Ephalumps and Woozles hanging about smokin da
>> >> crack on the street corner.
>> >
>> >, but they were distracted by her large cantaloupes bouncing as she strolled by
>> >briskly,
>>
>> wooosh, wooosh the swinging of her canteloupes held Fast Eddie transfixed
>> as he roller skated down the road to collect his newly purchased x-ray
>> specs
>
>suddenly all were blinded by the lights of yet another UFO and Fast Eddie ran into
>the gal, only being saved by the freshness of her fruit and the hardness of his
>ramrod
BOING BOING SQUISH, went the sound as Fast Eddie realised his head was
firmly clamped between the Cantaloupes and his Ramrod was thoroughly jammed
into the Gals rather large Saddlebags. This predicament was going to take
some getting out of.
Adie wrote:
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
>
> >
> >
> >Adie wrote:
> >
> >> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
> >>
> >> >
> >> >
> >> >Adie wrote:
> >> >
> >> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
> >> >>
> >> >> >
> >> >> >D.r. Phillips writes:
> >> >> >
> >> >> >> It was a dark and stormy night.
> >> >> >
> >> >> >Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
> >> >>
> >> >> Except there was a gang of Ephalumps and Woozles hanging about smokin da
> >> >> crack on the street corner.
> >> >
> >> >, but they were distracted by her large cantaloupes bouncing as she strolled by
> >> >briskly,
> >>
> >> wooosh, wooosh the swinging of her canteloupes held Fast Eddie transfixed
> >> as he roller skated down the road to collect his newly purchased x-ray
> >> specs
> >
> >suddenly all were blinded by the lights of yet another UFO and Fast Eddie ran into
> >the gal, only being saved by the freshness of her fruit and the hardness of his
> >ramrod
>
> BOING BOING SQUISH, went the sound as Fast Eddie realised his head was
> firmly clamped between the Cantaloupes and his Ramrod was thoroughly jammed
> into the Gals rather large Saddlebags. This predicament was going to take
> some getting out of.
Shazam! It suddenly dawned on him that trying to remove himself only placed him in
deeper and deeper so rather than swim against the current he matched his own rhythm to
that of the lopes and the saddlebag. Each time though he felt he had finally matched
up he saw that his own movements were now increasing those on the other side by a
factor of three but by the time he noticed this he was caught in the never ending loop.
STROKE STROKE harder harder STOKE STROKE faster faster, Fast Eddie was
buckin his Ramrod for all his worth "Must_break_on_through!" Eddie launched
his tumultuous last effort for escape as he knew the consequences of being
caught in the loop were unthinkable. EEEeewwwwWW AAgghhh Gaahhh, then
suddenly *KERPOW* Eddie was catapulted through a miasma of proto-electric,
beef curtaneous membrane and found himself,
falling
f a l l i n g,
f a l l i n g
f a l l i n g
into the unknown below...
Adie writes:
>(Lettin you two run with it as it is very entertaining:)
Give it about three years and a couple of hundred hours of editing and we
might have a short story :o)
I have complete and utter faith:)
--
Ms Mystry
Adie wrote:
These were the thoughts he had to give him confidence in the midst of all the thoughts of
his many failures that floated through his small primitive brain and then he forced himself
to think of baseball stats and the names of Vice Presidents to balance what the new
confidence was stirring within his loins but to no avail as once again he jumped the gun and
started the race without her but this time it in public. He could feel the eyes on the back
of his also naked neck and the mocking grins of all the men in the crowd. It was the pity
and disgust from the satisfied females that set him over the edge and he found himself
reaching for the automatic weapon he had stored in his backpack for just this sort of
occasion.
>
>
> >
> >>
> >>
> >> >
> >> >>
> >> >>
> >> >> >
> >> >> >>
> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >> --
> >> >> >> >> "Pooh," he said, "where did you find that pole?" Pooh looked at the pole
> >> >> >> >> in his hands. "I just found it," he said. "I thought it
> >> >> >> >> ought to be useful. I just picked it up." "Pooh," said Christopher Robin
> >> >> >> >> solemnly, "the Expedition is over. You have found the
> >> >> >> >> North Pole!" "Oh!" said Pooh. - Winnie the Pooh
> >> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >
--
"And we must all bring Provisions." "Bring what?" "Things to eat." "Oh!" said Pooh happily.
"I thought you said Provisions. I'll go and tell them." And he stumped off.
------ Winnie the Pooh-------------
Adie wrote:
> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
>
> >(Lettin you two run with it as it is very entertaining:)
>
> Give it about three years and a couple of hundred hours of editing and we
> might have a short story :o)
Maybe! It is still fun though. I had thought of doing this for some time now
just to see what letting others add to the tale would do.
>
>
> >Adie writes:
> >
> >"D.r. Phillips" writes:
> >
> >> >
>
>
>Adie wrote:
>
>> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
>>
>> >(Lettin you two run with it as it is very entertaining:)
>>
>> Give it about three years and a couple of hundred hours of editing and we
>> might have a short story :o)
>
>Maybe! It is still fun though. I had thought of doing this for some time now
>just to see what letting others add to the tale would do.
I heard something about a society that does this kind of stuff full time
through e-mail. I don't think I'll personally be getting involved being as
I type at about 15 words a minute, and there is the fact that I don't have
the imagination for it either :o(.
BTW Dana you completely flumoxed me on the latest episode, maybe Dean or Ms
Mystry fancy a go...
I am with you on that one, I have not the imagination nor the *improv*
ability for it either.
>
> BTW Dana you completely flumoxed me on the latest episode, maybe Dean or
Ms
> Mystry fancy a go...
>
>
Hehehe that's why I so gracefully backed out you ninny! Now look what ya
did! :) LMAO
*putting thinking cap on*
Damn that hurts!
--
Ms Mystry
Adie wrote:
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
>
> >
> >
> >Adie wrote:
> >
> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
> >>
> >> >(Lettin you two run with it as it is very entertaining:)
> >>
> >> Give it about three years and a couple of hundred hours of editing and we
> >> might have a short story :o)
> >
> >Maybe! It is still fun though. I had thought of doing this for some time now
> >just to see what letting others add to the tale would do.
>
> I heard something about a society that does this kind of stuff full time
> through e-mail. I don't think I'll personally be getting involved being as
> I type at about 15 words a minute, and there is the fact that I don't have
> the imagination for it either :o(.
Like shit! You are very talented as are all the people I surround myself with.
>
>
> BTW Dana you completely flumoxed me on the latest episode, maybe Dean or Ms
> Mystry fancy a go...
I was stuck and then that episode of Dallas which was all a dream popped into my
head. I watch way too much tv.
--
>
>
>Adie wrote:
>
>> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
>>
>> >
>> >
>> >Adie wrote:
>> >
>> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
>> >>
>> >> >(Lettin you two run with it as it is very entertaining:)
>> >>
>> >> Give it about three years and a couple of hundred hours of editing and we
>> >> might have a short story :o)
>> >
>> >Maybe! It is still fun though. I had thought of doing this for some time now
>> >just to see what letting others add to the tale would do.
>>
>> I heard something about a society that does this kind of stuff full time
>> through e-mail. I don't think I'll personally be getting involved being as
>> I type at about 15 words a minute, and there is the fact that I don't have
>> the imagination for it either :o(.
>
>Like shit! You are very talented as are all the people I surround myself with.
That was nice...thanks.
Compliment returned...
>
>>
>>
>> BTW Dana you completely flumoxed me on the latest episode, maybe Dean or Ms
>> Mystry fancy a go...
>
>I was stuck and then that episode of Dallas which was all a dream popped into my
>head. I watch way too much tv.
I'll have a look at it when Ive had a couple of beers, see what I can come
up with...unless dean fancies a go...DEAN!! :-)
>
>Adie writes:
>> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
>>
>> >
>> >
>> >Adie wrote:
>> >
>> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
>> >>
>> >> >(Lettin you two run with it as it is very entertaining:)
>> >>
>> >> Give it about three years and a couple of hundred hours of editing and
>we
>> >> might have a short story :o)
>> >
>> >Maybe! It is still fun though. I had thought of doing this for some
>time now
>> >just to see what letting others add to the tale would do.
>>
>> I heard something about a society that does this kind of stuff full time
>> through e-mail. I don't think I'll personally be getting involved being as
>> I type at about 15 words a minute, and there is the fact that I don't have
>> the imagination for it either :o(.
>
>I am with you on that one, I have not the imagination nor the *improv*
>ability for it either.
Ah you don't know what you've got until you have a go....Just let it all
hang out...
>
>>
>> BTW Dana you completely flumoxed me on the latest episode, maybe Dean or
>Ms
>> Mystry fancy a go...
>>
>>
>
>Hehehe that's why I so gracefully backed out you ninny! Now look what ya
>did! :) LMAO
>*putting thinking cap on*
>Damn that hurts!
I know the feeling!
One time I heard a commotion outside my house of a woman screaming that
a purse snatcher had snatched her purse. - I gave pursuit but didn't catch
the bugger.
Another time I heard a commotion and found a woman and a guy in the
alley behind some apartments struggling over a purse. - Some guy on a
motorcycle drove up just as I got out there and he spoke first asking the
woman if that was her old man. She said, "Yes". So the fellow drove away on
his bike and I went back in the house. - I guess our interruption broke the
mood. She got to keep her purse and they talked as they went back into their
apartment.
Brings to mind of anther time that a Mexican fellow was pursuing a woman
for some laps around a car across the street from my trailer, when I lived
in a trailer park.
A buddy of mine had just come to my gate and we noticed the pursuit and
bitching. He wondered if we ought to do anything and I thought we should
just watch unless the fellow caught her and started hitting her.
Then the woman ran across the street and behind me!
That was the weirdest thing - I guess it was just some weird thing in
myself that felt someone had run to me for sanctuary and there was no way in
hell that the fellow was going to get past me to get at her.
So, I had my buddy take her in my trailer while I "discussed" things
with he fellow.
Well, he didn't discuss much. He just demanded that I give her back and
I lectured him about some philosophical views.
Some fellow that knew him showed up and they had a quick tumble on the
ground then separated and the guy went back to yelling and me pleasantly
explaining various things that he did not seem much interested in.
So, the police came after awhile and I brought the woman out and the
woman and the fellow and the cops discussed some stuff and then the woman
and the fellow went home.
Hmmm - That just reminded me of some weeks after that. I'd been away and
had just came home. I discovered that I didn't have the key to my gate. As I
pondered for about a minute or two of whether to go over the ten foot high
fence or to go under the trailer from the back - a whole lot of cop cars
came swooping around the corner and surrounded me and took all my stuff out
of my pockets and made me stand with my hands on my head and wanted to know
what I was doing there.
So, I showed them a couple of rent receipts and they still would not let
it go. I saw that cop who I'd talked to over the domestic quarrel - and he
had even followed me home one time. I'd been speeding and hadn't noticed
them behind me as I pulled up to my gate on m,y bike. - I asked them if they
could wait a moment while I told my buddy he could leave from watching my
place. (I was speeding because I was late and he had an appointment.) So,
they told me it was their policy that I made it home safe. - Pretty civil
that day.
Then I saw him among the six or eight cops who had me surrounded and
said to him, "Hey, you know me. Tell these folks I live here."
He said he didn't know who I was.
So there we stood. I didn't have anything else to say if drivers license
and rent receipts were not convincing. Hell, here was a cop who needs to be
able to spot suspects and describe folks in court long after having seen
them sometime or other. And he could not recall ever having seen me before.
Some stood around and some talked on radios and the landlord finally
wandered by and vouched that I lived there.
It seemed for a bit that not even that was going to be enough, but they
finally begrudgingly gave my stuff back and went away.
Why were you preparing to kick in a door when a policeman was present?
The story should start, "No shit, there I was...."
>
> >Adie writes:
> >
> >"D.r. Phillips" writes:
> >
> >> >
> >> >Adie wrote:
> >> >
> >> >> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
> >> >>
> >> >> >
> >> >> >
> >> >> >Adie wrote:
> >> >> >
> >> >> >> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >Adie wrote:
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
> >> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >D.r. Phillips writes:
> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >> It was a dark and stormy night.
> >> >> >> >> >
I believe in titties.
>
> --
> Ms Mystry
>
>"Adie" <postadie...@hotmail.com> wrote in message
>news:5qjqoss00t74bjnc0...@4ax.com...
>> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
>>
>> >(Lettin you two run with it as it is very entertaining:)
>>
>> Give it about three years and a couple of hundred hours of editing and we
>> might have a short story :o)
>
> The story should start, "No shit, there I was...."
Yeah that has a certain ring about it...
No shit, there I was
Gone from where I had been but not yet where I was heading.
Someone said "Know thyself" So I set on a quest to get aquainted.
I found that I don't know anything for sure, but I do suspect a lot.
If some of my suspicions come to be proven then somebody is in a world
of shit.
But being neither here not there what does it all matter anyway?
Well, the world carried on without any one of us for quite some time and
then we were here and soon will be gone again.
And where do we go? When the vehicle conks out does the driver have to
hoof it?
Some promise some eternal bliss, but I wonder if it would not get boring
in an eternity trying to think of new things to do.
Some promise that if we are naughty we will have to burn up forever in
the nastiest conditions their sick imaginations can come up with.
Well, a lot of folks are quite certain of things. They know a lot. They
are sure of it.
Just ask the average person if he has an opinion on something, then ask
him what it is. Then coax him to present his evidence.
If someone asks, "What is the meaning of life." Demand he prove his
assumptions.
I'd suppose that folks could sit down and discuss a bit of how it works,
but lacking the whole picture you are lucky if you can predict if he will
lift your wallet when your back is turned.
Of course someone might give you great assurance that you can trust
them. Should a person put up with insult like that? It has been quite often
that I have gone on well enough with someone and trust was not an issue.
Then the person found opportunity to say, "Trust me." and I tensed up.
Oh well. I guess my own greatest question is whether I might get laid
again in this lifetime.
Maybe it is best not though. So far it has seemed that getting laid has
led to a lot of mischief more often than not.
Then there was the lady who did not want sex to damage our friendship.
Last saw her mebbe fifteen years ago. As it is going there seems little
likelhood of anything at all damageing our friendship.
Anyway. No shit, there I was.
In seeking for knowledge it came to me of what a hell of a deal it would
be to be in a position to undersand and know and part of that knowing would
be to realize ones impotence to do a thing about it.
Whatever one build up will eventually fall down, and the higher and
greater the building the further and harder the fall.
Imagine this:
You must place ten spots of bluberry yogurt on you body and your fellow
player will be blindfolded and must lick them off. When the last one is
licked he must stop and the game is over.
Where do you imagine you would place the drops?
Now imagine the other player places ten drops of your favorite flavor
and you are blindfolded with the same rules.
Where do you imagine you would start and where would you finish?
(Just placing nine spots would be cheating and there are penalties for
cheating.)
> --
> Ms Mystry
Wonder if she was one who's mating dance seemed to be such to keep at
bey anyone who would treat her with respect?
>
> >
> > --
> > Ms Mystry
YAY More more!!
--
Ms Mystry
Even little ones?
--
Ms Mystry
LOL You really don't want me to do that! :)
>
> >
> >>
> >> BTW Dana you completely flumoxed me on the latest episode, maybe Dean
or
> >Ms
> >> Mystry fancy a go...
> >>
> >>
> >
> >Hehehe that's why I so gracefully backed out you ninny! Now look what ya
> >did! :) LMAO
> >*putting thinking cap on*
> >Damn that hurts!
>
> I know the feeling!
It's too tight I do believe!
--
Ms Mystry
>
>
I will have to try this again when my imagination is not so hot and
bothered. Damn omni!!! Where you been all my life???? hehehe
--
Ms Mystry
Yea - I'm not particularly one of them big bazooms folks.
I'm loosing my faith though.
Hasn't been tested in long while.
I don't care for the big bazooms either. What the heck ya sposed to dow ith
all the leftover??
Aww don't lose faith. What can I do to help?
Maybe all stories should begin, "No shit, there I was...."
Maybe:
No shit, there I was and it was dusk after the sun had burned off what
little chance of rain just before spitfully sinking over the horizon like
some tomato slowly putrifying to spill it juices running from its forgotten
corner of the fridge which was warm due to not being able to pay the
electric bill for months for sake of a little mix up of being overdrawn and
near a grand worth of checks bouncing up and not being able to prove I was
not dead from a nearly fatal dose of Sterno that was drank in attempt to
drown out awareness of a deep depression caused by Johnny the Squid getting
busted and no one stepping into his place to supply the regular run of shit
that was barely adequate but at least got one by better than any of that
crap given at the free clinic after being watered by that stinking PA who
has made his self a sweet little side business of a pacifier baby formula
and feeding his own habit
And ... aw to hell with it. None of the parishoners are likely to show
up this evening. Might as well get laid back on the communal wine and think
see if that nubile Johnson girl wants to drop by for some spiritual guidance
and do a bit of pennance for them evil thoughts she has been having and
delightfuly confessing in delicious detail with only a little nudge and
encouragement and is so eager to escape such sin by performing in a
santified manner with one "holy" where sin does not touch nor adhere as
would the stain upon the soul such as would come of merely rutting with some
common sinner of her own generation..................
Hmmm - Does the story really need a plot or to go anywhere?
Maybe I ought to just get right to makeing the movie and let the whole
affair write itself. - Need to do some casting try outs for the part of that
little Johnson girl. Might take some time to find one just right for the
role. Has to be of legal age but not look it and needs to be quite open to
new and interesting experiences.
Maybe it would go better to interview two at a time. It is an open
script that just about anything could be written in.
No animals though. A guy has to draw the line at some degree of decency.
I guess emailing titty would be a problem.
The whole affair just leads to any amount of mischief anyway.
Maybe it would be better to try to cultivate a belief in corned beef.
Yuck!
Well, I am not saying that I would not treat with reverence if some
titties were to present themselves for my attention.
Omnivore wrote:
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> news:398C49DB...@email.com...
> >
> >
> > Omnivore wrote:
> >
> > > "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> > > news:398C4510...@email.com...
> > > >
> > > >
> > > > Omnivore wrote:
> > > >
> > > > > "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> > > > > news:398AFD44...@email.com...
> > > > > >
> > > > > >
> > > > > > Omnivore wrote:
> > > > > >
> > > > > > > It isn't permitted.
> > > > > > >
> > > > > > > "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> > > > > > > news:398AE9F0...@email.com...
> > > > > > > > It was a dark and stormy night.
> > > > > >
Thought the drug crazed and mentally ill man who stood guard while his pal raped
the gals. He was pathetic as the only sexual pleasure he got was from stealing
her panties when his pal was done with her and she had at last got dressed
again. A week later he would be smelling the combination of his pal's and her
essential fluids he had trapped in the vacuum seal system his mother had bought
him. In a large jar in the corner he collected the aftermath of these weekly
sessions so none of his fluid could ever escape his presence. One day he
intended to make a pie filling of it and by consuming it be once again made
whole. But at this moment in time he has his eyes on the cop wanting to break
the door down. He had his hands on the baseball bat and he had his feet planted
so he could lay the pig out for good.
--
"Yes," said Winnie the Pooh. "I see now," said Winnie the Pooh. "I have been
Foolish and Deluded," said he, "and I am a Bear of No Brain at All." "You're the
Best Bear in All the World," said Christopher Robin soothingly. "Am I?" said
Pooh hopefully. And then he brightened up suddenly. "Anyhow," he said, "it is
nearly Luncheon Time." So he went home for it.
- Winnie the Pooh
Adie wrote:
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
>
> >
> >
> >Adie wrote:
> >
> >> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
> >>
> >> >
> >> >
> >> >Adie wrote:
> >> >
> >> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
> >> >>
> >> >> >(Lettin you two run with it as it is very entertaining:)
> >> >>
> >> >> Give it about three years and a couple of hundred hours of editing and we
> >> >> might have a short story :o)
> >> >
> >> >Maybe! It is still fun though. I had thought of doing this for some time now
> >> >just to see what letting others add to the tale would do.
> >>
> >> I heard something about a society that does this kind of stuff full time
> >> through e-mail. I don't think I'll personally be getting involved being as
> >> I type at about 15 words a minute, and there is the fact that I don't have
> >> the imagination for it either :o(.
> >
> >Like shit! You are very talented as are all the people I surround myself with.
>
> That was nice...thanks.
> Compliment returned...
I do not throw them around unless it is real.
>
>
> >
> >>
> >>
> >> BTW Dana you completely flumoxed me on the latest episode, maybe Dean or Ms
> >> Mystry fancy a go...
> >
> >I was stuck and then that episode of Dallas which was all a dream popped into my
> >head. I watch way too much tv.
>
> I'll have a look at it when Ive had a couple of beers, see what I can come
> up with...unless dean fancies a go...DEAN!! :-)
I had a devil of a time with what omni did to me but then I said to myself what is omni
and I had my reply. LOL
>
>
> >
> >>
> >>
> >> >> >Adie writes:
> >> >> >
> >> >> >"D.r. Phillips" writes:
> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >Adie wrote:
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
> >> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >Adie wrote:
> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> posted:
> >> >> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >> >Adie wrote:
> >> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >> >> "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
> >> >> >> >> >> >>
> >> >> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >> >> >D.r. Phillips writes:
> >> >> >> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> It was a dark and stormy night.
> >> >> >> >> >> >> >
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Omnivore wrote:
> "D.r. Phillips" <libera...@email.com> wrote in message
> news:398C47FE...@email.com...
> >
> >
> > Ms Mystry wrote:
> >
> > > D.r. Phillips writes:
> > > >
> > > > Adie wrote:
> > > >
> > > > > "Ms Mystry" <Com...@You.Now> posted:
> > > > >
> > > > > >
> > > > > >D.r. Phillips writes:
> > > > > >
> > > > > >> It was a dark and stormy night.
> > > > > >
> > > > > >Perfect night for a stroll amongst the wind.
> > > > >
> > > > > Except there was a gang of Ephalumps and Woozles hanging about
> smokin da
> > > > > crack on the street corner.
> > > >
> > > > , but they were distracted by her large cantaloupes bouncing as she
> > > strolled by
> > > > briskly.
> > >
> > > They were pretty daggone tasty too. Too bad I had to knock 'em upside
> the
> > > head with those 'loupes!
> >
> > she thought to herself as he passed the man who only had eyes for her but
> she
> > knew she could never be so direct nor as tough as that because she was but
> a
> > common street slut willing to share her fruit with any who asked
>
> Wonder if she was one who's mating dance seemed to be such to keep at
> bey anyone who would treat her with respect?
I just hope it is not Bru
>
>
> >
> > >
> > > --
> > > Ms Mystry
Ha ha - what is Bru but and extreme case. In a view she is just a parody
of a person. Parody being the taking of some trait and expressing it to an
extreme?
Hell, to side with her or to become much involved in opposing her one
must project in some manner.
To actually feel much of hatred for her might indicate ones having
something they deny and fear in themselves.
It is subtle means that one generation teaches the next how to hate and
how to suppress something in the self to a place to nurture it.
But I think there is quite some lack in teaching to differentiate what
is some momentary outburst of anger and what one carries as a festering
hatred.
Well, it is mostly based on shame. Shame is a great weapon that is used
on youth and then they are told that everything is their own damned fault.
The worst cases of it display in folks like Bru or Ravage who must soil
all they can to make themselves appear to shine by some illusory comparison.
If any of us are all that different it is mostly in a matter of degree.
We all have the seeds of any of it in ourselves. In some it was just
cultivated and grew better. The ones with the greatest hatred are pretty
much trapped into it by their own harsh judgments that they would fear must
be turned on themselves if they were to ever come to see things in less
distortion.
It must take a lot of energy to harshly judge others while trying to
make justification for what they hate so in themselves.
Oh well, - that is their hell to deal with. We each got our own. Their
judgment is that others have no one to blame but themselves for whatever
impropriety they may have ever committed. But it is necessary to have a
complete different set of standards to judge ones self and then it must be
quite a chore to keep the self convinced that they are not being
inconsistent.
When Jesus said that stuff about, "Judge not lest ye be judged....etc" I
have given thought if he was not trying to teach a sort of self help program
so folks may not think to need to hide from themselves and could get beyond
self loathing and denial of it.
Omnivore wrote:
have you seen her pic? Extreme is not the word to use.
> In a view she is just a parody
> of a person. Parody being the taking of some trait and expressing it to an
> extreme?
Lets try Manic Depressive and MPD
>
> Hell, to side with her or to become much involved in opposing her one
> must project in some manner.
> To actually feel much of hatred for her might indicate ones having
> something they deny and fear in themselves.
Do you remember me giving her hell and then making her several ng's? This is
your point I think.
>
> It is subtle means that one generation teaches the next how to hate and
> how to suppress something in the self to a place to nurture it.
> But I think there is quite some lack in teaching to differentiate what
> is some momentary outburst of anger and what one carries as a festering
> hatred.
> Well, it is mostly based on shame. Shame is a great weapon that is used
> on youth and then they are told that everything is their own damned fault.
> The worst cases of it display in folks like Bru or Ravage who must soil
> all they can to make themselves appear to shine by some illusory comparison.
> If any of us are all that different it is mostly in a matter of degree.
> We all have the seeds of any of it in ourselves. In some it was just
> cultivated and grew better. The ones with the greatest hatred are pretty
> much trapped into it by their own harsh judgments that they would fear must
> be turned on themselves if they were to ever come to see things in less
> distortion.
> It must take a lot of energy to harshly judge others while trying to
> make justification for what they hate so in themselves.
> Oh well, - that is their hell to deal with.
It can sometimes be avoided by our intervention but usually not.
> We each got our own. Their
> judgment is that others have no one to blame but themselves for whatever
> impropriety they may have ever committed. But it is necessary to have a
> complete different set of standards to judge ones self and then it must be
> quite a chore to keep the self convinced that they are not being
> inconsistent.
> When Jesus said that stuff about, "Judge not lest ye be judged....etc"
My fav quote from there btw
> I
> have given thought if he was not trying to teach a sort of self help program
> so folks may not think to need to hide from themselves and could get beyond
> self loathing and denial of it.
--
Democracy used to be a good thing, but now it
has gotten into the wrong hands.
Senator Jesse Helms (R.-North Carolina)