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"NOW Jamie…. Do you REALLY expect us to sit here and believe that you didnt realize the ramifications of the now all-too-famous “i-pod” quote?"

Picture me blinking innocently.

"All Hallow’s Eve approaches"

I think a Halloween black Monday would be fitting. I'm still rooting for Peter P's prediction.

Jack, are you, like, impersonating William Carlos Williams or something?

So much depends upon
the red iPod
glazed with rainwater
beside the white chickens.

(guess newsfreak has me thinking all poetically and stuff.)

I don't think i got the line breaks right on that poem.

Let me just say for the record that I don't own an iPod. OKAY?

"So then what WERE you polishing"

The floors, of course.

(which I guess could get me in even more trouble than the iPod comment...but what the hell.)

"The spaces were simply an illustration "

Of course. You're an artist. You were trying to paint me a picture, so to speak.

Wow, Jack. I didn't know you had it in you!

The poem, I mean.

"drip drip drip

the sound

of a Dick in trouble"

But LMAO here.

Eeewww.

Eeewww about your image, not about iPods.

Depraved brilliance.

Newsfreak will be proud.

The dripping dick, yes.

No, no, no, I believe this is an untapped talent you have. Or maybe it has been tapped. I don't know. But it was good! And funny! And depraved!

Huh!

Resistance is futile.

Sorry, I can't resist randomly quoting the Borg.

Oh so you HAVE been hitting the bong? the Xman will be ashamed.

Okay.

This blog has turned into the Wild Wild West. Can't go out on the street without guns drawn. Huh is the only safe thread left!

No. But is there a full moon or something?

"Peter P cares deeply about the blog. But I believe that he also derives a perverse joy from seeing the blog go to hell! I mean he enjoys observing chaos"

Yes, I sense that about him. It *is* fun to watch. (hush Jack)

"why, is Allah growing hair?"

Huh?

I'm laughing but I'm not sure why.

Lurking. Always lurking.

A fundamentalist of some sort, yes.

Peter Peeeeeeee--eeeee? Where arrrrrrre yoooooou?

Onward to 2000.

LOL, well, I'm exhausted by talking about housing stuff. I'm all housed out.

And I'm tired of talking about Woman stuff. I'm all bitched out.

And I'm tired of hearing everybody else talk about all that stuff.

One would wonder why I keep coming back here. Except, um, this is the only place I go where anyone talks about anything intelligent.

You've gone looking for bloodshed, haven't you?

"I have become a silly parody of my former self on the blog."

Yes, I believe maybe we all have! I find myself arguing just to see what will happen. Sad, isn't it? I'm turning into a Jerry Springer girl.

We should just start taking weird, inexplicable positions on things just to see what will happen. But that would be counterproductive, wouldn't it?

And there are already people taking weird positions on things, so I guess that role is already taken.

"Yeah! I DID that! I made the case that the wal mart worker should take a chance and take out a NAAVLP loan . Just because I was bored!"

LOL. Puppetmaster.

I'm going to be a Muppetmaster.

We should figure out which Muppet everyone on the blog is.

Could my comments get any more stupid?

I can't even remember who most of the muppets are, but I think we'd have to be the two old guys sitting up in the balcony.

"Everybody is so predictably easy to tweak at this point… just read em and fire away!"

Yeah, that's sort of why I made that pimps and hos comment on the newest thread. I just wanted to see who it would piss off and if my prediction of who it would piss off would be correct.

That's bad.

He He He

Jamie said "weird positions."

Well most people don't know when I'm joking. I should insert more smiley faces.

I nominate myself as Miss Piggy. I just need to go find my Kermie.

OKAY, QT, (that's my new nickname for you, QT--you like?), which muppet are you?

Oh you answered my question before I asked it! We're sympatico.