Ask the Living Avatar of GURTHEK, Lord of All He Purveys and Pretender to the Flown

Be prepared to be disappointed with the answers, however. Just sayin’.

So.
You found work yet?

How does the above quote apply to the Binomial Theorem?

DO NOT MOCK ME PEASANT!!!

Actually, no. I think I am going to go to grad school and get a teaching degree. This freelance carpentry is geting might old to these old bones. But thanks for askin’.

Sorry, this was in response to **carniverousplant. ** ** Bosda **snuck one in there, for which he shall be punished.

FOOL. DO YOU THINK ME A CRETIN?

I think Thomas Maguane said it best–

To heck with the binomial theorem. I don’t unerstand the olive colored part.

What was it like to have your ass kicked by both Chuck Norris and Wilford Brimley, and still live to tell the tale?

O Living Avatar of GURTHEK, Lord of All He Purveys and Pretender to the Flown -

Can you lend me a tenner until next pay day?

How much do they pay him to sit on that horse and sell snake oil?

**HA!! YOUR ****MISTRANSLATION AMUSES GURTHEK!! **

Actually, they were licking my ass. And it felt sorta good, if you want to know the truth. They both must use conditioner on their mustaches.

If you can tell me what color my chakra is. The answer is on a post-it stuck to the Continental Divide.

Fool. The world knows Wilford Brimley exudes Pro Vitamin B5 from his pores.

Look, we’re talkin’ about that old fart that made the movie with Levon Helm, right?

And Gurthek, how come you ain’t slaying your foes and hearing the lamentations of their women and such instead of posting about old farts on some computer board?

YOU DARE REFUTE THE GREAT GURTHEK?

Well, you may be right. And with the size of those pores that’s a might sweet mustache ride.

I WILL SAY THIS ONLY ONCE. ONE NIGHT WITH ME AND THEIR WOMEN WILL NEVER SLEEP WITH ANOTHER MAN!

And were actually fartees, not farts, as you will realize when you consider the physiological necessities of the event.

So? He’ll still take you out and expect sex afterwards.

The Wilford Brimley pleases all comers.

GURTHECK! I, Regallag the Axe, Northern Hero and Demon Slayer, challenge you to a battle to the death! What say you? My axes verus your… whatever it is you use!

The winner gets glory, the loser gets death!

THE LOSER WILL HAVE HIS AXE HANDED TO HIM. IF GURTHEK IS FEELING MAGNANIMOUS, THE LOSER WILL FEEL PAIN FOR ONLY A FEW CENTURIES.

Or, alternately, tiddlwinks at forty paces. I’ve got the wind of a fifty year old fat man.

You’re that bad?