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The thread in which we act as adults and discuss serious stuff.
Ok Go!
I would start, but I am not sure how this works. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Yeah, like that'll ever happen.
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Back in the day when I was a lad we didn't have no threads. Not even for clothing. Wore breechclouts knitted from earthworms. Tough days, those.
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Define earthworm please!
Wait. Nah, never mind, this was a silly idea. [tosses a cold brew moose's way] [toss] |
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You had earthworms? We would've killed to have earthworms. We only had snakes. Poisonous snakes. And they bit.
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We had to wear live lions because there were no rocks large enough to kill the minks. |
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And then after we cleaned the cave with our tongues, Pappy would thrash us to sleep wiv a broken bottle.
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You had a cave? Lucky you. We just slept outside on the rocks.
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You had rocks? Luxury. We slept in the trees. Venomous trees.
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Fortunately, my tribe invented beer.
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VENOMOUS beer.
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Served in bottles entwined in razor wire.
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Great! It'll go with the rest of the decor.
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For lava lamps, we used real lava.
Non-venomous, of course. All venom and no play makes Blarghu a dull boy. Catatonic, even. |
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We lived in a pool and ate moss and small fish we caught with our hands. Mom was really into the 'Aquatic Ape' Theory...
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In 2005, the British police became serious and organized.
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Did they get rid of the funny-looking hats?
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Hmm. Back when I was a kid we had a coal furnace, mattresses on our spring-strung bunk beds, quilts, sheets, pillowcases ... we ate hamburger (a lot of hamburger) and noodles (a lot of noodles) and sometimes ham and beans. I only had to walk about 10 blocks to school, but when it was so cold the snow crunched under your feet, Dad took us to school in the mornings. We got pretty good educa ....
What!? Oh. Did I mention the furnace was coal? Had to fish the fuckin' clinkers out with tongs and shovel coal into the screw-feed hopper. Man, life sucked! |
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*throws tomatoes at 'puna*
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*stands behind Kat and contemplates revenge*
*Thinks of the nice lunch 'Puna once bought him.* *Kills Kat with a pencil to the temple* |
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We didn't have pencils. Had to
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You had coal? We had to chop down venomous trees to burn for charcoal for to
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We had nothing! Just formless nothingness floating in the void.
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You had nothingness? Lucky bastard! All we had was an ocean of red hot knives. Had to use red hot knives for everything, even toilet paper.
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I grew up... during THE SEVENTIES!
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I'm going to put off going to the bank because I'm expecting another check and that will save a trip. It can wait until Thursday's shopping.
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I have a meeting at 2:00.
Meetings. Hmmmpfff. |
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Ugh, and all those twisty passages, all alike...
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What did you do with your Chopper and lawn darts? |
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To be fair, the passages were generally straight. that makes it easier for the machinery to chew up the mountain's guts.
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FTFY.
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Ah, yes. Nothing like goat barbecued over coal.
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If only that were a good thing.
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Hey, it's a meeting of radio guys. Y'all just sit around smokin' that marihoochadoobie stuff and eatin' Doritos for an hour.
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How about this, then: I was part of a special team involved in the ritual preparation of selected cuts of a male sheep. We began cooking at sunset. So, o'er the ram parts we watched by the twilight's last gleaming.
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*: Kosher slaughtering, soaking, and salting of course. I would love to try fresh roasted mutton. |
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*looks around for Kat* You better take it on the lamb after that one, buddy. Wooo-eeee! |
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Hey. I've been ill. Okay? Yesterday I wondered if I might need to go to the hospital.
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Wassamatta U medical center?
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*nukes entire thread* Sorry (not sorry), there was a pun infestation.
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There's mutton wrong with this thread, Kat.
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Baaaaaaah,humbug...
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Don't forget to schedule your five year colonoscopy and file your quarterly anticipated tax report, gents. #Adulting
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That's really between you and Victor/Victoria down at Rosie's House Of Unusual Pleasures, isn't it? #Adultering
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Nods approvingly
![]() Yessir Giraffe Sir,the thread is moving along nicely Sir. [sheepish smile] |
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P.S.: you blew the punch line, elf-boy. |
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I wish I knew what you were talking about. I'm on acid, I don't see straight lines. |
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Be careful, or you will be eaten by a grue.
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