Random Thoughts - Impossible to Hijack This Thread!

I was just curious to see what would happen if people posted their random thoughts here. What would catch on and lead to a discussion? Would this simply fade away into the dark recess of forgotten SDMB threads, as did the threads Tires Are Made From Rubber and A Bird Pooped On My Car? Would this deteriorate into another hormone filled sex-romp like Check-in For All Female Newbies?

Just a little experiment, please help me with it.

Unfortunately, I don’t have any random thoughts right now, except a quote from Monty Python. (I’ve seen maybe 50 Python references in 2 days) I have my favorite Python quote in my head. John Cleese is talking to Eric Idle in Life of Brian. Idle says he wants to be a woman so he can have babies. Cleese responds, “You can’t have babies! . . . Where’s the fetus gonna gestate, you gonna keep it in a box?”

Anyone else have anything random they wanna get off their chest?

I really like cumulonimbus clouds, but I am not so big on cirrus clouds. Something about the wispiness I guess.

I also think it would be pretty cool if all of the sidewalks were more like trampolines. Oh sure, you would have the random person bouncing in front of oncoming traffic, but I think a little blood would be worth the mirth.

ok lets give this a shot this is coldfire pure raw and unedited im just typing whatever comes to mind and will do no punctuation of capitalisation whatsoever. spellcheck? think again. im in the office, it’s nice outside and tonight im flying to london to meet my grilfriend. there will almost certainly be a lot of sex. some guys have all the bad luck.

i am also thinking about buttered gerbils.

i just got a mail from moosiegirl. i asked her about some brand of bread that was suposedly from toronto. she didn’t know it.

im disappointed that noone has yet commented on my latest name-joke in the “This is not about wallym7” thread.

i see dead people.

i need to go to the bathroom now.

boy this is fun.

bye.

The topic of this thread has been changed to:

Did The Ancient Astronauts Bring Us Felching?

Please try to stay on topic. Thank you.

RE: Coldfire’s post.

I’m just glad he refrained from felching references.

“Impossible to Hijack This Thread!”

We’ll see about that.

:pulls out gun:

Take this thread to Cuba!

im back from the bathroom, where i just felched a buttered gerbil.

bye now.

Here’s my favorite Python song. Enjoy!

Oh, I’m a lumberjack, and I’m okay,
I sleep all night and I work all day.

CHORUS: He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin’
And have buttered scones for tea.

Mounties: He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch,
He goes to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays ‘e goes shoppin’
And has buttered scones for tea.

CHORUS

I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women’s clothing,
And hang around in bars.

Mounties: He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women’s clothing
And hangs around… In bars???

CHORUS

I chop down trees, I wear high heels,
Suspendies and a bra.
I wish I’d been a girlie
Just like my dear papa.

Mounties: He cuts down trees, wears high heels,
Suspendies and a bra???
(digruntled grumbling and muttering)

ALL: He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
*
Chrisbar

[Hijack]
and how do you claim that this thread cannot be hijacked?
[/hijcak]
whats my prize?

To a person with the untrained eye, that may seem the case. However, after careful research into the “Coldfire Code” one would find a remarkably different story.
Contained in Coldy’s above post are: 11 F’s, 57 E’s, 27 L’s, 11 C’s, 24 H’s, 50 I’s, 37 N’s, and 12 G’s.

This means that felching is contained 11 times in that post. Subliminal messaging? I think so. For instance, I currently have a major urge for a chocolate shake. There is no good reason for this, other than Coldfire’s insidious secret code. I rest my case.

question: If women controlled the Pentagon, would nuclear missiles be shaped different?

answer: No, but they would vibrate more. :slight_smile:

I don’t have random thoughts. All of mine are in order.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 431, 8, 9, 10…
*) Buy a house if you’re married, build if you’re single.

*) People should NEVER be trusted with power tools.

*) Old .sigs really smell up the joint. Change regularly.

*) Women – You can’t live with them and you can cut them up into little pieces and leave them in plastic bags on the side of the road. (There’s a .sig that’ll have you on several of the FBI’s lists!)

*) Golf was invented by a man that never learned to fish.

*) Marriage was invented by a man too shy to date.

*) Every 10 years we should nuke the 10 biggest cities in this country. It’ll keep population and crime down.

That’s enough for now,

SouthernStyle


This is an election year. Get out and vote.
Vote for the Republican of your choice, but vote. :wink:

mully, you do realize you at least had Feltching spelt correctly and in the ringd order once, and once subliminally when spelling out the distribution of the letters, making you as obscessed as Clogboy?

[Q]whats my prize?
[/QUOTE]

Sorry, Johnny. I’ve got the hijack rights to this thread. Now, where’s the safety on this damn gun…

BLAM!

Ugghhh…right in the post count…

Here’s my two favorite Python songs:

Sit on my face and tell me that you love me.
I’ll sit on your face and tell you I love you too.
I love to hear you oralize
When you’re between my thighs
You blow me away!

Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you
I’ll sit on your face and then our love be truly
Life can be fine if we’d all 69
If you’d sit on my face as there’s no such a place as a face
To be blown away!
*

and . . . pardon the misspelling of the philosipher’s names

Immanuel Kant was a real pissant who was very rarely stable.
Heidigger, Heidigger was a boozy begger who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume Wilhelm Schopf and Hagle
And Wichtenstein was a beery swine who was just as sloshed as Shlegel.

There’s nothing Neitze couldn’t teach ya bout the raing o’ the wrist
Socrates himself was permantently piiiiiiisssssed

John Stuart Mill of his own free will for half a pint of sherry was particularly ill
Plato, they say, could stick it away, half a crate of whiskey every day.
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle
Hobbes was fond of his dram
and Rene Descartes was a drunken fart, “I drink therefore I am!”

Yes, Socrates himself is particularly missed
A lovely little thinker but a bugger when he pissed!*
And I knew the felching references wouldn’t go too long without being mentioned. :rolleyes:

A mere digression here.

I have a friend called Jack and when I see him I often say…

The other day he’d been smoking something dubious which I thought was pretty dangerous as he was trying to raise the wheel of his car off the ground to change the tyre using some lifting equipment.
Wait for it! wait for it!..

All Things Dull and Ugly

All things dull and ugly,
All creatures short and squat,
All things rude and nasty,
The Lord God made the lot.

Each little snake that poisons,
Each little wasp that stings,
He made their brutish venom,
He made their 'orrid wings.

All things sick and cancerous,
All evil great and small,
All things foul and dangerous,
The Lord God made them all.

Each nasty little hornet,
Each beastly little squid,
Who made the spiky urchin?
Who made the sharks? He did!

All things scabbed and ulcerous,
All pox both great and small,
Putrid, foul, and gangrenous,
The Lord God made them all.

Amen.
*

Chrisbar

I’m calling the dictionary guys. They can list this as an explanation for “Irony”. Not only did our Paddy incorrectly correct Mully on his (correct) spelling of Felching (Sqrl, back me up here. In the linguistic sense, of course.), he added a gazillion spelling errors of his own :smiley:

And YES, I did reread this post twenty times to check for spelling errors of my own. Got a problem with that :wink:

Alright, alright. I think that this question about felching vs. feltching belongs in GD.

felching ( I never corrected mully, I just spelt it incorrectly)

and now for a spell check:

subliminaly

right

obsessed

carry on.
oh, Coldy, your windmill is on fire :wink: