The Pwincess Pwecious Pwoves Infectious

I dunno. There’s something about hearing them talk about The Gambler that I find strangely compelling.

I think the only way to tolerate their grating and inane carry-on is to somehow try to steer their conversation into inappropriate areas. Enough cute things their kitties did - get 'em talking about Satanism, hotting up 1960s Ford motors, the Middle East, evil mind-control robots… er … wobots…

It might just be enough to turn a bad situation around, seeing as actually having them shut up seems off the cards.

You are Elmer Fudd and I claim the paper note to the value of five currency units of your choice.

OK, I’m going to have this mental image stuck in my bwain all day long.

Someone pwease pass the mentaw fwoss!

And you awe fweakin’ hiwarwious!

Jesus. I just went to another thread and all the words with "L"s in them looked misspelled.

I mean “misspewwed.”

It’s been almost a day since she posted here. I think they got her, too. :eek:

Well, slortar, let’s hope that the only reason Eve hasn’t posted is that she went postal on those two and is now in jail … not to worry, though I’m sure there’s no jury in the world that would convict her! :slight_smile:

One of us—one of us!
Oopsy-boopsy—we accept you
One of us—one of us!

Did you recently watch The Dreamers?

CRAZED EDITOR SHOOTS UP MANHATTAN WORKPLACE
SHOUTS “SAY HEWWO TO MY WITTLE FWEND” AS SHE MACHINE GUNS CO-WORKERS
Suspect in custody; described as “crazed but stylish”
Police spokesman states: “It’s usually the quiet ones. But there’s always the exceptions.”
Online friends concur: “Yes, we all saw it coming.”

Just gotta say that “Wesistance is futiwe./You wiww be assimiwated.” had me laughing out loud.

But THIS-

has the neighbors wondering what the hell is going on over here.

“Thanks. I needed that!”

I’m widin’ in your caw, you tuwn on the wadio

You’we puwwin’ me close, I just say no

I say I don’t wike it, but you know I’m a wiar

'Cause when we kiss, ooh, fiwe *

Safe bet that Eve had Fweaks in mind with that one.

Yeah that Todd Bwowning was waewwy pwetty wevowutionawy as a fiwm makew, wasn’t he?
[sub]Ow, maybe she was wecentwy wistening to The Wamones.[/sub]

Good Golly, that had me laughing so hard my stomach hurts. Ouch! Ouch!
And … hey, we still haven’t heard from Eve have we? [Arte Johnson]Hmmm … Very Interestink[/Arte Johnson] :wink:

Jeebus H Christ in a dead DeLorean, that damn baby talk. It’s cute when used sparingly, but all the damn time…shit.

I suggest that the OP treat the Princess Precious types like babies. For example, when one of them asks what time it is, look at your watch and say “the little hand is on the two and the big hand is on the five” or something similar. If they complain, tell them you’ll stop treating them like babies when they finally stop the damn baby talk.

Just one person’s thoughts on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. :wink:

Ouch. I must learn not to eat dinner and browse the SDMB at the same time. This had me laughing so hard I nearly choked to death on my food.

Just so you know, if I’d died I would have held you personally wespon… err. responsible. :wink:

Violence Is Not The Answer

The threat of violence is.

You’ll need the bulb from one of the many scents on chestnut vanity, corn syrup and red food coloring.

Talk to your coworkers politely. Stare directly into their eyes while doing so. Speaked in clipped phrases(somewhat in the style of Jack Pallance.).

“I have a, slight, problem. The two of you, have this, habit, of speaking like the, illegitimate daughter of, Elmer Fudd. To be, frank, I, don’t, like, it. You, will, stop. Or, there will be, consequences.”

At this point bare a wrist. Make a fist with the other hand, with the thumb straight rather than curled. Press the thumbnail deeply into the bared wrist. Then, slowly draw it across the wrist while squeezing the bulb. You may want to practice this at home, so as best deceive viewers. You’ve only squirted some red syrup(BTW- U Bet now makes vanilla, raspberry and black cherry syrups. I love the vanilla. The cherry tastes like a punch mom used to make with ginger ale and orange sherbert. I haven’t tried the raspberry yet.) on your wrist. But to viewers, you’ve unflinchingly mutilated yourself.

“If I’m willing to do that to myself, imagine what I do to people who don’t listen to me.”

Then walk off, clean the syrup off your wrist. Put on a band aid to maintain the illusion. Return to work as though nothing had happened. Act innocent when the pweshuss ones ask you about it.

Zebra
Nitpick- You mispelled shower.

Is the “Pwincess” still picking up dialects and phrases by osmosis?

If so, I have the perfect solution:

  1. Hire an someone with strong pro-Ulster sensibilities, preferably of a paramilitary nature.
  2. Have this person regularaly interact with the Pwincess, until she picks up his thoughts.
  3. Fire this person, hire an IRA sympathizer.
  4. Have this person interact with the by-now throughly pro-Ulster Pwincess.
  5. Make sure you are out of the building when the inevitable comes.

Oh my gwarsh, I just now noticed this thread. She really did do in PP!!! And now she’s on the lam from the law!!! :eek: :eek: I bet she’s headed for Timbuktu and the two weeks she mentions she’s going to be incommunicado is the time it takes to get an Internet connection there … :wink: