And I hope it’s not too heavy. Poor bugger’s going to have to drag it uphill.
Both ways.
In snow.
Anyway Kam, he’s probably from Sydney. Go easy on him. 
… no shoes, and he was GRATEFUL!!!
Vlad/Igor
I did the same thing and was trying to figure out how you could live in a carpet. That’s what I get for reading too fast.
Living inside a hog? HA!
In my old neighborhood, your family would have been considered the Social Set!
In my family, we had to live inside the worms inside the hog.
AND WE WERE GRATEFUL!!
Carnsarned beatnik kids! Jazz music! Foreign films! Ether frolics!
Has anyone actually measured the momentum of a runaway Monty Python sketch and the force required to get a thread back on track?
Shoes?!
We didn’t have shoes!
Hell, we didn’t even have feet!
We had to wrap our tongues around trees and drag ourselves up that hill in the snow!
SHHHHLUK
AND WE WERE GRATEFUL!
Well, lucky you, with your Monty Python. We couldn’t afford t.v., much less a British t.v., and had to get our sketch comedy from A Prairie Home Companion on the radio.
You fortunate bastard. We had to stare at a magazine photo of an old television test pattern and pretend the Indian was making funny faces at us. Compared to that, Prairie Home Companion is freakin’ Ogden Nash. Or, well, Silver Spoons, anyway.
You had a magazine? Well excuse me Richie Rich!
All we could do was have Grandpa make a shadow puppet of the Indian Chief. Of course, he was dead so all we had to do was take turns holding him up in profile.
Well that’s easy! It’s equal to force created by the wing velocity of a…oh never mind.
My condolences. Was he killed by an attacker armed with fresh fruit? A mango perhaps?
The bananas are especially dangerous this time of year.
Please fondle my bum.
Hmmmm, can’t find my Hungarian phrasebook, so I’ll take that one at face value. I would gladly oblige, but unfortunately I am trapped in the cave of Caerbannog and cannot escape. Does anyone have a spare Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch?
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Now…bring us a shrubbery!!
Hijack attempt at post #6
Successful by post #7
Current thread lenght: 34 posts!
Now, back to the business at hand…
No! I won’t do it!
Sounds good, but I’m waiting for the Trim Jeans version.
…and you didn’t panic, grab a shotgun and pump him full of lead? What kind of… waitaminute…(notices several poisonous creatures lurking in the background, scurrying around kambuckta’s back yard) you’re not an American are you? …Well right then… carrry on!
And now for something completely different…
No it’s not.
It’s not different at all.
It’s just more of the same hijack.
I’m crushed.
;j
shouldn’t we have some frontal nudity about now?