Heeheehee…we are going to be soooooo busted when they wake up…
::::sketches lovely peace symbol on Metro’s butt:::
Ok, I’ll drop trou, but the first one that giggles at my tattoo gets a slushball right in the chops.
Y’see, a bunch of us were drunk in Tijuana once, and a big ol’ Kosher dill pickle seemed like a great at the time.
Oh, I know it looks like a baby gherkin…now.
::staggers to feet, winds up::
Woohoo! Hit Sealemon on the bulls-eye! Touchdown!!
And let me see those magic markers…
::draws smiley face, using Uncle’s belly button for nose::
Oh… there once was a gherkin…
Time for another round Falcon
“Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.”
draws comical cock-and-balls on Flypsyde’s forehead, giggling all the while
Okay, everyone, when he wakes up, pretend like nothing’s wrong, and see how long he walks around like this!
::snort::
Oh my…we are going to be in SO much trouble when they wake up…
And time for a round of what, Sue?? More beer?
Hey, hey! What the hell’s happenin’ here? Why am I all blue? Is it that cold out here? I think we should turn around and head back south.
Uh oh, I can’t find the truck keys. They must be lost in the snow. I’m gonna go melt some more.
And where the hell is my beer?
BUUuuuuUURRrrrrRRPppP, BeEEelllLLllchhHHhhh!
Ahhhh, now I got room for more.
Dopeler effect:
The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
:::whistling casually, making a huge point of not looking at UncleBeer’s stomach:::
comes out of the back of the truck, carrying a large tray of fresh, hot pork rinds
Man, there’s got to be some serious shrinkage going on over there.
Hey Sealemon, how about this: “Exit the warrior, today’s Tom Sawyer; he gets high on you – with the energy you trade, he gets right on to the friction of the day.”
Live a Lush Life
Da Chef
Oooh,fire up the willing engine, responding with a roar…
Tires spitting gravel, I commit my weekly crime.
Hey Seal, how’d you know I’m a Rush fan?
Live a Lush Life
Da Chef
WOOHOO! 'Nother Rush fan! Crank that stereo, Sealemon!
“We are young, wandering the face of the earth, wondering what our dreams might be worth…”
And hey, I think the Christmas decorations are up at Graceland…who’s up for a pilgrimage to go see the King? Party in the Jungle Room!
::finds half-empty bottle of Scotch, downs it::
“The point of a journey is not to arrive.”
-Neil Peart, Rush
I didn’t, really, Chef. Falcon and ColdFire started playing Rush and I just joined in.
Mmmm…These pork rinds are GREAT! And I don’t even like pork rinds! 
Man, my ass is frozen! < Glares at Sue, Falcon and Chrisi >Sue, can you say “icicle enima?” Make me some cookies or sumthin’, and all will be forgiven…
Ans as for ColdFire and Falcon, the first one of you monkeys that start’s singing “By Tor And The Snow Dog” is gonna wind up with frostbite in a very interesting location…
< looking for some tequila to warm up with >
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
And YES! Had the 350th post!
::leers at Sealemon:: Now, is that a threat or a promise, dear? Wait a minute…calling me a MONKEY! Them’s fighting words!
::goes searching for my “Fly By Night” CD, grinning evilly::
“The point of a journey is not to arrive.”
-Neil Peart, Rush
Icicle suppository.
:::looking down:::
What do chilblains look like?
:::draws drawers back up:::
Did you ladies really have to shave my ass before drawing the peace symbol?
(humming) watch out where the huskies go, and don’t you eat that yellow snow!
We live in an age that reads to much to be wise, and thinks too much to be beautiful–Oscar Wilde
mmmmwwwhat’s happenen??!? Where am I? Why’s it so dark? Am I in the trunk?!?! BANGBANGBANG** HELP! I can’t find my beer! Wait a second, this isn’t the trunk… Who’s fat ass is sitting on me? AWWWWW, damn that stinks!
“I’m not dumb. I just have a command of thoroughly useless information.”-- Calvin and Hobbes
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Yes we had to shave your ass, Metro. Before we shaved it, it was like trying to doodle on a Douglas fir.
:::slugs off tequila bottle:::
Are there any tatoo parlors close by? That peace symbol looks so good on Metro’s butt I think I’d like one of my own.
‘You’re watching Channel 88 and now we go over to our ‘Eye in the Sky’. Pete, you’ve got something to report…’
‘Yes, Chuck, this is Pete O’Grady in the Channel 88 copter. We’ve got reports of unusual activity in the woods just off the highway. And I can see a vehicle - looks like a beer tanker - there may have been an accident because there are other vehicles parked nearby.
Now I can see some movement in the woods and … wait I can zoom in on a group of people…’
(camera pans in on Sealemon presenting a target - frantic noises by studio director)
'and we interrupt that live transmission to bring you local news…
I just had deja vu, and I’m sure it’s happened before…
::finds tape, grins at Sealemon::
Here, let’s put THIS in the stereo!
::sings along:: The battle’s over and the dust is clearing, Disciples of the Snow Dog sound the knell, Rejoicing echoes as the dawn is nearing, By-Tor in defeat retreats to Hell
::looks over at Sealemon:: HEY! Umm, what are you going to do with that snowball? HELP!
“The point of a journey is not to arrive.”
-Neil Peart, Rush