Whats going on with Wildest Bill, is he gone forever? He calls everyday wanting to get back on the dope. Wanting me to be his sock puppet. This nut is driving me crazy. I know this isn’t your problem but I told him I’d make one last plea for his right to post. If not, let it be and I’ll never mention his name again and he’ll get off my Back. So Bill when you read this and I know you will. Leave me the fuck alone!
PS We all know he’s all talk and no balls anyway.
Bargepole anyone?
I was gonna say “Huh?”, but then I read Fran’s post.
Now I say “Double huh?”
As in “I wouldn’t touch it with a …”
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Wildest Bill? Me an’ the other old-timers are rockin’ on the front porch wonderin’ when Melin and Satan are a-goin’ to show up again . . .
Probably just the ghost of a Texas ladies’ man. Go back to sleep.
I wouldn’t touch that with a ten-foot pole, either.
Can I wait on the porch, too? I’ll bring the shotguns and the malt liquor.
Long as you got a shotgun for each of us. Them’s three asses I’d like to see peppered with buckshot.
I thought you meant–“Stick a bargepole up his”… 
i, for one, miss the guy. he seriously cracked me up. mexican fat burners, hee hee. i especially liked it when he got real upset and his carefully attached semi-illiterate moron mask slipped.
Buckshot my ass.
A true country boy knows real fun is sitting on the porch, in a rocker, stingin’ 'em with a BB gun.
I’ll bring the beer.
I missed that one! Please link that thread if possible!
Oh, hell. He let that slip a lot. I think he was in real life the President of Harvard College.
Jon! Watch it! You’ll put your damn EYE out with that thing!
I promise to wear my best overalls, and I’ll bring the chaw, a bottle of moonshine, and my first cousin. I want on that porch 'right soon.
Now this is weird. My son (who is a regular lurker) and I were just telling my daughter about Wildest Bill, like maybe an hour ago. We even pulled up that GQ thread. The one with the classic Wildest Bill subject line. It was. . . umm. . . let me check–
Alright I’m back. It was: Would Are Eco Sytem Be OK If We Extincted Mosquitos.
So he’s haunting me too. Only I don’t need a gun like Mr. Thompson there.
C Thompson, if that is indeed your name, I I were you, I would step aside and not get between the afore-mentioned varmit and the people on that porch. It might not be healthy.
(coding fixed. – Uke)
[Edited by Ukulele Ike on 11-28-2001 at 08:58 PM]
Actually, Bill didn’t capitalize the K in OK, either. It was just “Ok”.
Wow, what a privilege. And so considerate of your membership status.
::runs down to basement and starts frantically loading shotgun shells with rock salt::