The Gwampy Thread

[GrandpaG]

* uses dislocated arm as a defensive weapon *

 

WHACK!

 

* gives a little pay back *

 

 

 

Wifey got a phone for Mother's Day which somehow magically gets me to dragonmount without going through dial up.  My son and the grandkids all understand it perfectly.  I am still satisfied with ignorance.

I'm giving her laptop a test drive...seems to work OK.

It's not free, but she can use her money to pay for it so I don't mind.

 

I keep bumping the laptop mouse thingy and my cursor jumps off to who knows where.  Oh, well.  Spam is spam, right!

 

I'm still alive so far.  Happy Mother's Day to all of you moms!

 

Love,

Gramps

[reyler]

Most computer mice these days use USB connectors, so you can probably just plug that into the laptop; better than using the dumbass wheel/trackpad on the laptop itself.

 

Also: *jams a garden hose up your left nostril and turns on the spigot*

[Ireond]

The hose goes up the nose, I suppose?

[reyler]

[Ireond]

Thank you, and Goodnight.

 

Sadly, while I have curly hair, I cannot grow a fro like my father.

[Nynaeve]

I'm grump.

 

 

 

 

Nyn

[reyler]

*follows Nyn around with a bottle of ketchup*

[Locke]

*follows bottle of ketchup around with Nyn*

[reyler]

[Ireond]

That was a little fowl

[reyler]

*smacks Sir Alvin in the bumps with a sledgehammer*

 

*does it again*

[Ireond]

Nailed it.

[reyler]

*stuffs Sir Alvin into a jam jar and glues the lid on*

[Ireond]

So am I in a jam now? 

[reyler]

I figured on either that or a riff on "jarring". You're not putting much effort in.

[Ireond]

I'm not.  My heart's just not in it, I suppose.  I think it got ripped out about thirty pages ago. Possible in another thread.  I've lost my mind around here somewhere too.

[reyler]

That might have been what was stuck in my teeth.

[Ireond]

Gristly and cold?  sounds about right

[reyler]

*nibbles on your integrity*

[Ireond]

There's a first

[reyler]

Well I mean there's just so little of it, hardly enough for a mouse to starve on.

[GrandpaG]

Not dead yet.

 

Trying to get the new Father's Day toy to run.

 

Free TV.

 

You all know how much I LOVE free!!!

 

Bye for now,

Love,

Gramps

[reyler]

*pushes the Grampus down the stairs*

[GrandpaG]

Thump!!!   *gwampy's bun bangs on a step*

 

Ouch!!!   *gwampy reacts*

 

SSMmmoooosshhhh!!!   *his face smooshes down onto a step*

 

UUuugghhh!!!  *gwampy reacts*

 

CCRRAaacckkkkKKKK!!!  *there goes a few ribs*

 

MMMMmmmmmMMMmmmmmuutthhhuuhhh!!!!  * gwampy reacts*

 

KKerrSMMMAacckkk!!!   *a flat on the back blow to several steps at once*

 

Ug.  *no time for gwampy to react*

 

Tumble. Tumble. Tumble.   *the old guy has rolled himself into a ball*

Tumble. Tumble. Tumble.   *he grins*

Tumble. Tumble. Tumble.   * he's really got the hang of it and is skipping several steps in each bound as he gains speed*

Tumble. Tumble.  Tumble.   * piece of cake*

 

TWANG!!!!!   *finds a hand rail the hard way*

 

OOOOOooofffff!!!    *knocks the wind out of him and his egg sack*

 

MMMoooAAAAaanNNNNnnnn!!!

GGGRrrrrooooAAAAAnnnnnn!!!

 

* he moans and groans for a few seconds before continuing his decent *

 

Thump!!!   *gwampy's bun bangs on a step*

 

Ouch!!!   *gwampy reacts*

 

SSMmmoooosshhhh!!!   *his face smooshes down onto a step*

 

UUuugghhh!!!  *gwampy reacts*

 

CCRRAaacckkkkKKKK!!!  *there goes a few ribs*

 

MMMMmmmmmMMMmmmmmuutthhhuuhhh!!!!  * gwampy reacts*

 

KKerrSMMMAacckkk!!!   *a flat on the back blow to several steps at once*

 

WATCH OUT FOR THAT....

 

TWANG!!!!!   *finds a hand rail the hard way*

 

OOOOOooofffff!!!    *knocks the wind out of him and his egg sack*

 

* lifts his head and looks around *

* looks left and right *

 

AAAAAaaahhhh!!!!!!   The bottom at last!!!!

 

* looks up to see the giant boulder bouncing down the steps in his direction *

* shrugs and waits *

 

 

 

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Not dead yet.

On vacation.

Getting cost/timing for Shedd aquarium in Chicago.

Not free.

Can't afford the gas let alone a motel room, meals, admission, etc.

Might do it anyway.

Don't know yet.

"Life costs an arm and a leg then you bleed to death."

-- GrandpaG original created especially for you at this instant.

 

Love,

Gramps

 

[reyler]

Something about you bleeding to death. Only important part, really.