All your butts are belong to me!

[Locke]

Everything minus 5?

[reyler]

There you go with your numbers again. You're the only person I know whose naughty time involves an algebra textbook.

[GrandpaG]

* sighs a big sigh of relief *

 

PHEW!!!

 

 

Ohio...that's MUCH better!

 

 

 

I like puppies except for puppy breath and those little needle teeth gnawing at your nose and ears...and the puppy pooh and pee...and the spilled food and water...and they grow up to be dogs that you don't dare leave in the house while you drive up to Da U.P., eh? But, they're cute when they're sleeping on your belly or chewing someone else's toes.

 

Happy Sunday!

[reyler]

In short, you see too much of yourself in them?

 

I'm just glad I can't see how much of yourself is in them. Gross.

[bad company]

Very clever rey rey

[reyler]

*takes a bow, curtsies, whatever*

[bad company]

And takes your eyes off the audience, I see no fear then

[reyler]

The audience being strapped down, no.

[bad company]

With some of the people do you think that's enough

[reyler]

Those aren't really people, they're just batteries.

[bad company]

So then where is Neo

[reyler]

Apparently making a new Bill and Ted movie.

[GrandpaG]

It was 104 here today. yay...

 

 

It's supposed to be that hot here over the next few days...plus humid...might as well move to Florida with the rest of the old snow birds, eh?

[reyler]

You're not allowed to be sent to the rendering facilities in Florida until you're past laboring age.

[bad company]

Then the meat will be too tough

[reyler]

Those what can't be et get used as fuel.

[bad company]

Gramps would be great at that

[reyler]

Being a fartsmith, he has already mastered combustion.

[bad company]

So then how many houses can he run

[GrandpaG]

"Master of Methane."

 

The latest online available degree from Fartsworth University.

 

Bring your own beans.

[reyler]

*cuts Gwampy in half, thus interrupting the processing*

[bad company]

No you fool, that will release the gas *gets blown away and sees Tommy Lee Jones and Jeff Bridges fly by (all to the tune of U2)*

[reyler]

It isn't gas until it gets all the way through the digestive system; I bisected him just below the ribcage.

[GrandpaG]

* tries really hard to remember where he left his last remaining three clones *

[reyler]

In the realm of things that suck. Try spending your time in environs other than that one.