The Gwampy Thread

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

death is always certain. constant car repair is less so.

[reyler]

Buy a horse. They run on biofuels.

[GrandpaG]

Stable bills.

 

Hay.

 

Shoes.

 

Vet bills.

 

Grooming.

 

Trimming.

 

Exercising.

 

Cleaning up pooh and pee.

 

Getting kicked.

 

Saddle sores.

 

Getting bucked off.

 

Sugar cubes.

 

Dental bills.

 

Etc.

 

 

 

Used car salesmen transitioned from being horse traders.

 

Try as they may, few of them ever get stinking rich and they live with tarnish on their reputations every day.

 

I'd like to be a professional gambler but they get the same bad rap as used car salesmen... not a trade that your grandma would approve of... but still a step above dealing Mary Jane.

 

How did I get started on all of this?

 

Oh, yeah... HORSES!!!

[reyler]

You either deal in Mary Jane or you deal in Gwen.

[bad company]

I would go Black Cat, all Mary Jane is useful for is getting chucked off bridges

[reyler]

Err, Gwen is the one that got chucked off a bridge. MJ just gets chucked off bridges in various adaptational media that want to reference the Death of Gwen Stacy story without fridging MJ or using a character that's been dead for forty years.

[GrandpaG]

* hasn't the foggiest *

 

 

 

 

Wifey is watching the Disney version of Scrooge...AGAIN!!!

 

Oh, well.

 

That's her thing.

 

I shouldn't talk... I just spent an hour writing stuff that only twenty people in the whole world will ever see.

 

A person must enjoy something.

[reyler]

Jeez Gwampy, you were actually of comic reading age at the time!

[bad company]

Don't think he is exactly young, except in heart

[reyler]

His enforced diet would suggest there is nothing young about his heart.

[GrandpaG]

Some days I'm younger than other days. Most days I'm 57. Until April Fool's Day.

 

 

 

 

 

I've reconsidered last week's comment. Who cares if only 2 people read my writing as long as I enjoy it. And what's an hour or two here or there? How many people in this country go MONTHS without actually enjoying ANYTHING!!! I like to RP (or anyway that's what I call it). It's free. It gives me pleasure. If somebody doesn't like it, they don't have to read it. No harm done. A few hundred bytes that could have been wasted elsewhere. And, after I'm dead and gone who knows...maybe I'll get famous posthumously!!!

[reyler]

I've never concerned myself with my audience; my own satisfaction is the only reason I do anything on here.

[bad company]

It shows

[GrandpaG]

We wouldn't want you any other way.

[reyler]

SHAN'T *castrates Gwampy with a pitchfork*

[GrandpaG]

OOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooouuuchhhh!!!

[reyler]

Oh piffle, at your age you didn't have much use for any of that anymore anyway.

[GrandpaG]

  On 2/13/2012 at 11:15 PM, reyler said:

Oh piffle, at your age you didn't have much use for any of that anymore anyway.

 

 

Just wait. Someday your boobs will sag to your belly button. Would you want someone to come along and whack them off?

 

 

 

Yes.

I'm here on a Friday.

Couldn't wait until Sunday.

Anyway, wifey is working.

 

REALLY good post in RICH MAN/POOR MAN if I do say so myself.

[reyler]

You kinda have to say so yourself, because nobody else will go anywhere near the RP board to find out.

[GrandpaG]

If a tree falls in the forest and nobody hears it does it make a sound?

[reyler]

It does when it rolls down the hill afterwards and smashes into your pickup.

[GrandpaG]

I recently purchased a 2007 PT Cruiser so it will have to hit someone else's pickup.

[reyler]

That is an ugly car, Gwampy, I think you really need to be told that.

[GrandpaG]

Beauty is in the eyes of... uuuuhhhmmmm... never mind.

[reyler]

The beer holder.