Testin', Testin', Don't mind me!

[SanibelMan]

The Perfect High

There once was a boy named Gimmesome Roy. He was nothing like me or you.
'Cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do.
As a kid, he sat in the cellar, sniffing airplane glue.
And then he smoked bananas -- which was then the thing to do.
He tried aspirin in Coca-Cola, breathed helium on the sly,
And his life was just one endless search to find that perfect high.
But grass just made him want to lay back and eat chocolate-chip pizza all night,
And the great things he wrote while he was stoned looked like shit in the morning light.
And speed just made him rap all day, reds just laid him back,
And Cocaine Rose was sweet to his nose, but the price nearly broke his back.
He tried PCP, he tried THC, but they didn't quite do the trick,
And poppers nearly blew his heart and mushrooms made him sick.
Acid made him see the light, but he couldn't remember it long.
And hashish was just a little too weak, and smack was a lot too strong,
And Quaaludes made him stumble, and booze just made him cry,
Till he heard of a cat named Baba Fats who knew of the perfect high.

Now, Baba Fats was a hermit cat who lived up in Nepal,
High on a craggy mountaintop, up a sheer and icy wall.
"But hell," says Roy, "I'm a healthy boy, and I'll crawl or climb or fly,
But I'll find that guru who'll give me the clue as to what's the perfect high."
So out and off goes Gimmesome Roy to the land that knows no time,
Up a trail no man could conquer to a cliff no man could climb.
For fourteen years he tries that cliff, then back down again he slides
The sits -- and cries -- and climbs again, pursuing the perfect high.
He's grinding his teeth, he's coughing blood, he's aching and shaking and weak,
As starving and sore and bleeding and tore, he reaches the mountain peak.
And his eyes blink red like a snow-blind wolf, and he snarls the snarl of a rat,
As there in perfect repose and wearing no clothes -- sits the godlike Baba Fats.

"What's happening, Fats?" says Roy with joy, "I've come to state my biz.
I hear you're hip to the perfect trip. Please tell me what it is.
For you can see," says Roy to he, "that I'm about to die,
So for my last ride, Fats, how can I achieve the perfect high?"

"Well, dog my cats!" says Baba Fats. "here's one more burnt-out out soul,
Who's looking for some alchemist to turn his trip to gold.
But you won't find it in no dealer's stash, or on no druggist's shelf.
Son, if you would find the perfect high -- find it in yourself."

"Why, you jive motherfucker!" screamed Gimmesome Roy, "I've climbed through rain and sleet,
I've lost three fingers off my hands and four toes off my feet!
I've braved the lair of the polar bear and tasted the maggot's kiss.
Now, you tell me the high is in myself. What kind of shit is this?
My ears 'fore they froze off," says Roy, "had heard all kind of crap,
But I didn't climb for fourteen years to listen to that sophomore rap.
And I didn't crawl up here to hear that the high is on the natch,
So you tell me where the real stuff is or I'll kill your guru ass!"

"Ok, OK," says Baba Fats, "you're forcing it out of me.
There is a land beyond the sun that's known as Zaboli.
A wretched land of stone and sand where snakes and buzzards scream,
And in this devil's garden blooms the mystic Tzu-Tzu tree.
And every ten years it blooms one flower as white as the Key West sky,
And he who eats of the Tzu-Tzu flower will know the perfect high.
For the rush comes on like a tidal wave and it hits like the blazing sun.
And the high, it lasts a lifetime and the down don't ever come.
But the Zaboli land is ruled by a giant who stands twelve cubits high.
With eyes of red in his hundred heads, he waits for the passer-by.
And you must slay the red-eyed giant, and swim the river of slime,
Where the mucous beasts await to feast on those who journey by.
And if you slay the red-eyed giant and then swim the River of Slime
Where the mucous beasts, they wait to feast on those who journey by.
And if you survive the giant and the beasts and swim that slimy sea,
There's a blood-drinking witch who sharpens her teeth as she guards the Tzu-Tzu tree."

"To hell with your witches and giants," laughs Roy. "To hell with the beasts of the sea.
As long as the Tzu-Tzu flower blooms, some hope still blooms for me."
And with tears of joy in his snow-blind eye, Roy hands the guru a five,
Then back down the icy mountain he crawls, pursuing that perfect high.

"Well, that is that," says Baba Fats, sitting back down on his stone,
Facing another thousand years of talking to God, alone.
"It seems, Lord", says Fats, "it's always the same, old men or bright-eyed youth,
It's always easier to sell them some shit than it is to give them the truth."

[Troy McClure SF]

Sani- too much Florida sun?

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JMcC, San Francisco, JJM's page from the Bay
If I were beaned with a fastball, fling my limp, lifeless body to first, cause, dammit, I earned it!

[ChiefScott]

One of the places I like to go to is www.kalbach.com. It's great. :O

[SanibelMan]

Test the hell out of the damn sig line.

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SanibelMan - My Homepage
Anyone who is capable of getting themselves made President should on no account be allowed to take the job.
--The Hitckhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

[SanibelMan]

And make some corrections around here!

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SanibelMan - My Homepage

Anyone who is capable of getting themselves made President should on no account be allowed to take the job.
--The Hitckhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

[DrMatrix]

Just at test::

<strike>psychic</strike>

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Virtually yours,

DrMatrix

[Tinker Grey]

My first post.
My first post.

My first post.

my first post.

[D Marie]

Just a test!

[Daniel]

sig test

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Mayor of Snerdville

"I'm just too much for human existence -- I should be animated."
--Wayne Knight

[Tinker Grey]

Testing signature

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Prov. 18:2, "The fool takes no pleasure in understanding, but delights in airing his own opinions."

[Daniel]

revised sig test

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Mayor of Snerdville, the home of Mortimer Snerd

"I'm just too much for human existence -- I should be animated."
--Wayne Knight

[Sealemon88]

Bold test.

test

TEST

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You say "cheesy" like that's a BAD thing.

[Rhythmdvl]

http://www.test.com

[Snark]

Testing to see if I can edit or delete this message.

[LongHrn99]

What in the hell is an "unregistered" member? And why did so many pop up all of the sudden?

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"I hear the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me."
-T.S. Eliot

[Minxsmom]

Just a sig test, people. Nothing to
see here. Move along.




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Princess of the Time and Space Continuum since 1969 (upgraded to goddess 01/07/00)

OK, we have enough youth. How about a fountain of smart. =^..^=

[Dizzy]

just a test


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Dizzy

You people have been holding me back long enough! I'm going to clown college!

Originally posted by Dizzy:
just a test

Let's see. Oh bother. I think some people are gonna go nutts with these things. BTW, the flames, are ridiculous.

[kinoons]

hi

:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:





:cl

[Minxsmom]

Originally posted by ARG220:
Let's see. Oh bother. I think some people are gonna go nutts with these things. BTW, the flames, are ridiculous.

If this comes out OK, it's gonna save a lot of time.

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Princess of the Time and Space Continuum since 1969 (upgraded to goddess 01/07/00)

OK, we have enough youth. How about a fountain of smart. =^..^=

[Gazelle]

Originally posted by LongHrn99:
What in the hell is an "unregistered" member? And why did so many pop up all of the sudden?

Oooh, I love the new "reply to" thingy.



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[Gazelle]

[Polycarp]

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[boli]

Originally posted by Canthearya:

Just testin'...I hate the bold too.

[DrMatrix]

<p align="center"><font size=1>oops!</font></p>How will this look?

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Virtually yours,

DrMatrix

[ruadh]

what time is it?

[Highlander]

This is a test, this is only a test

[Lord Jim]

Testing a sig line. Please don't mind me.



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If we didn't keep re-inventing the wheel, it would still be a flat round rock that would look terrible on a 'vette

Jim

[The Ryan]

<red>test<red>
[red]test[red]
<color=red>test</color>
<color=red>test</color=red>

[The Ryan]

[red]test[/red]

[The Ryan]

Testing gffjd
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[Mr Thin Skin]

http://pages.about.com/earldavid/SDMBinlet.gif

[Mr Thin Skin]

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[Mr Thin Skin]

http://pages.about.com/earldavid/inlet.gif

[solley11]

Originally posted by SanibelMan:
The Perfect High

[There once was a boy named Gimmesome Roy. He was nothing like me or you.]
'Cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do.
As a kid, he sat in the cellar, sniffing airplane glue.
And then he smoked bananas -- which was then the thing to do.
He tried aspirin in Coca-Cola, breathed helium on the sly,
And his life was just one endless search to find that perfect high.
But grass just made him want to lay back and eat chocolate-chip pizza all night,
And the great things he wrote while he was stoned looked like shit in the morning light.
And speed just made him rap all day, reds just laid him back,
And Cocaine Rose was sweet to his nose, but the price nearly broke his back.
He tried PCP, he tried THC, but they didn't quite do the trick,
And poppers nearly blew his heart and mushrooms made him sick.
Acid made him see the light, but he couldn't remember it long.
And hashish was just a little too weak, and smack was a lot too strong,
And Quaaludes made him stumble, and booze just made him cry,
Till he heard of a cat named Baba Fats who knew of the perfect high.

Now, Baba Fats was a hermit cat who lived up in Nepal,
High on a craggy mountaintop, up a sheer and icy wall.
"But hell," says Roy, "I'm a healthy boy, and I'll crawl or climb or fly,
But I'll find that guru who'll give me the clue as to what's the perfect high."
So out and off goes Gimmesome Roy to the land that knows no time,
Up a trail no man could conquer to a cliff no man could climb.
For fourteen years he tries that cliff, then back down again he slides
The sits -- and cries -- and climbs again, pursuing the perfect high.
He's grinding his teeth, he's coughing blood, he's aching and shaking and weak,
As starving and sore and bleeding and tore, he reaches the mountain peak.
And his eyes blink red like a snow-blind wolf, and he snarls the snarl of a rat,
As there in perfect repose and wearing no clothes -- sits the godlike Baba Fats.

"What's happening, Fats?" says Roy with joy, "I've come to state my biz.
I hear you're hip to the perfect trip. Please tell me what it is.
For you can see," says Roy to he, "that I'm about to die,
So for my last ride, Fats, how can I achieve the perfect high?"

"Well, dog my cats!" says Baba Fats. "here's one more burnt-out out soul,
Who's looking for some alchemist to turn his trip to gold.
But you won't find it in no dealer's stash, or on no druggist's shelf.
Son, if you would find the perfect high -- find it in yourself."

"Why, you jive motherfucker!" screamed Gimmesome Roy, "I've climbed through rain and sleet,
I've lost three fingers off my hands and four toes off my feet!
I've braved the lair of the polar bear and tasted the maggot's kiss.
Now, you tell me the high is in myself. What kind of shit is this?
My ears 'fore they froze off," says Roy, "had heard all kind of crap,
But I didn't climb for fourteen years to listen to that sophomore rap.
And I didn't crawl up here to hear that the high is on the natch,
So you tell me where the real stuff is or I'll kill your guru ass!"

"Ok, OK," says Baba Fats, "you're forcing it out of me.
There is a land beyond the sun that's known as Zaboli.
A wretched land of stone and sand where snakes and buzzards scream,
And in this devil's garden blooms the mystic Tzu-Tzu tree.
And every ten years it blooms one flower as white as the Key West sky,
And he who eats of the Tzu-Tzu flower will know the perfect high.
For the rush comes on like a tidal wave and it hits like the blazing sun.
And the high, it lasts a lifetime and the down don't ever come.
But the Zaboli land is ruled by a giant who stands twelve cubits high.
With eyes of red in his hundred heads, he waits for the passer-by.
And you must slay the red-eyed giant, and swim the river of slime,
Where the mucous beasts await to feast on those who journey by.
And if you slay the red-eyed giant and then swim the River of Slime
Where the mucous beasts, they wait to feast on those who journey by.
And if you survive the giant and the beasts and swim that slimy sea,
There's a blood-drinking witch who sharpens her teeth as she guards the Tzu-Tzu tree."

"To hell with your witches and giants," laughs Roy. "To hell with the beasts of the sea.
As long as the Tzu-Tzu flower blooms, some hope still blooms for me."
And with tears of joy in his snow-blind eye, Roy hands the guru a five,
Then back down the icy mountain he crawls, pursuing that perfect high.

"Well, that is that," says Baba Fats, sitting back down on his stone,
Facing another thousand years of talking to God, alone.
"It seems, Lord", says Fats, "it's always the same, old men or bright-eyed youth,
It's always easier to sell them some shit than it is to give them the truth."

[solley11]

Originally posted by Snark:
Testing to [/see if I can edit or delete] this message.

[Mr Thin Skin]

http://www.straightdope.com/ubb/closedb.gif

<img src="http://www.straightdope.com/ubb/closedb.gif" >

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[hardcore]

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[hardcore]

Well, that didn't work.....

[hardcore]

<html>

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[hardcore]

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[Mr Thin Skin]

How about this?

[img]www.netcom.com/~dsweet/inlet.gif[/img]

And this?

[img]pages.about.com/earldavid/inlet.gif[/img]

[Mr Thin Skin]

Try it again....

How about this?

http://www.netcom.com/~dsweet/inlet.gif

And this?

http://pages.about.com/earldavid/inlet.gif

[Mr Thin Skin]

Lesson: don't try to steal bandwidth from a free personal web server!

[ReservoirDog]

[strike] crossing this out [/strike]

[ReservoirDog]

Or maybe:
<strike>crossing this out</strike>