Esprix still isn’t here…AM/PM you are living on borrowed time…
say who has that “O Brother” soundtrack? Turn it it will ya?
Wow, this is just like “Waiting For Godot”
Only more interesting
… and funnier
… and with cookies and milk!
Still no Esprix?
Damn, this is gonna be on page two before he gets here.
Teach him to have fun without us. 
Hi SFT, I like to think- if I’m not reading the
boards, I’m not technically lurking. :rolleyes:
I delurk once and for all like some people
quit smoking, but I feel real good about this time!
::Puts LOTR away so it won’t get AM/PM
splatter/ashes on it:: 
Can I get you anything?
I’m not much of a 'PIT person myself, I have problems
being nasty enough, but I love to watch a master like
Esprix flay someone with infinite stlye.
Keeps bringing me back to the SDMB.
gasp**pant
I was just over in MPSIMS and I heard…
sniff
Hey wow, do I smell cookies?
Ya wanna know what I think?
:crickets chirping:
Bastids. I’m gonna tell you anyway.
Anyone read Stephen King’s story “The Woman in the Room”? Well, I think Esprix just mumbled a few words in a long-forgotten language, and AM/PM, many hundreds of miles away, just dropped dead of a brain hemmorhage. That’s why neither of them have been back to this thread. Either of you wanna prove me wrong?
[sub]Oh please, please prove me wrong, Esprix![/sub]
::picks Rasa up, sits down in her spot and sits her down on his lap, enjoying some food, drink and cuddlin’ before the show starts::
Ok, Esprix better get here soon. Poor Mercutio is so excited he’s abusing smilies…
::shooes away the smilies and tells Esprix to take his time as he feels some groping coming from Rasa::
And I think Merc is about to burst. Hurry up, Esprix!!
Esprix may have to start his own thread in reply.
I suggest “AM\PM Gets His Ass Kicked.”
Lemme crank up the volume a little…
::thunderous sound of women singing about GOING DOWN TO THE RIVER TO PRAY::
Loud enough? I certainly won’t hear the neighbors complaining, unless they throw a rock of complaint through my window, which is now oscillating from the sound pressure.
:: opens box of vanilla wafers::
Esprix, oh Esprix, I hope this long absence means that you are busy composing a response so devasting that it will make AM/PM’s ego shrivel up to the size of a Planck length.
I want to thank AM/PM for starting this thread.
I had a really really fucking rotten day, honestly so bad that I must have wished (out loud) that I was dead about a dozen times…
Then I came, I read, I actually giggled.
{i] I giggled*!
Thank you man.
Yes, as a matter of fact, I do.
Oh, nooooooooooooooooooooo, none at all…
[taps on microphone, loud feedback heard, audience grasps ears]
Uh, hello? Is this thing on? Test, test, sibilence, sibilence…
Um, hi, everyone. I’m Esprix.
[crowd roars thunderously]
Yes, yes, thank you, I love you all, too, thank you. But, um, I’m gonna have to ask that y’all just cool it for a while in your seats, 'cause I just ain’t ready. I got four Asian boys to clear out yet, plus a back-up queue who I’ll just have to put off, but, at the moment, I really need to go strap on my cowboy boots and head out to the hoedown. So, um, my offical reply (as if one were worth it here) will have to wait a few more hours. Can y’all hang out for that long? Whatd’ya say?
[crowd roars thunderously]
You guys are the best! I’m sure the vendors appreciate your business. Be back soon - promise!
In the meantime, I’ll let Fenris post some more witty things. Fenris? Take it away!
(Don’t worry - once I have the time, it’ll be worth the wait. )
Esprix
Jeez, what a gyp!
Nah, he doesn’t have a social life. I should know. He stays home nearly every night, and he’s so boring. All his claims to rampant boy-toying is just a ruse. You might think there’s a revolving door to his bedroom, but trust me, it ain’t.
(This ought to get me some screams from the computer room…)
JOhn.
yay, the one trick pony hath arrived!
Well, the best things usually are.
sigh
Well, i don’t, thanks to Wife cancelling our plans for the night so I could put together the kids’ new bunkbeds except I couldn’t because they didn’t get the space cleared in tim and by then it was too late to tell them all to get fucked and go to the Chifest so I did NOTHING tonight then you come flouncing in here with your cowboy boots and Asian guys and say loftily that you can’t be bothered to toss your fans a frickin’ bone and I’m pissed.
I’ll be in my room.
Wait–I AM in my room. Where can I go to pout now?
It did. You know too much and must be destroyed… but first, The Mamushka!
(I dunno, I’m grasping here, visions of cowboys dancing dancing in my head.)
Esprix