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Date: 1/30/2021 2:20:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
It’s an elaborate conspiracy theory.  |
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Date: 1/30/2021 5:49:00 AM
From Authorid: 5301
?oot ti tae dna ekac ruoy evah nac uoy taht em gnillet uoy erA...  |
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Date: 1/30/2021 5:52:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
tuo sllaf riah ruoy sekam sserts |
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Date: 1/30/2021 6:12:00 AM
From Authorid: 5301
...I guess I haven't been too stressed out lately. I have to get a haircut. When I wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, I see Sideshow Bob. |
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Date: 1/30/2021 8:15:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
WOW! I pictured you more as “Comic Book Guy”. |
Date: 1/30/2021 6:51:00 PM
From Authorid: 42945
LOL!!!  |
Date: 1/31/2021 8:59:00 AM
From Authorid: 16061
If all else fails, grab a cookie (but not too many, or that impacts your health as well!).  |
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Date: 1/31/2021 9:25:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
I would’ve grabbed a cookie, but someone beat me to it. Not naming any names, but I am willing to turn the other way if the cookies are returned. |
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Date: 1/31/2021 10:36:00 AM
From Authorid: 5301
...(brushes crumbs off shirt and looks innocent) |
Date: 1/31/2021 6:14:00 PM
From Authorid: 21435
Hey Larry  How interesting. I've had much experience with both those words and never picked up that they were semi-palindromes.....(This is L.E.D.)Kronk is off-line, at this time. I'm quite certain that he wouldn't want me to say anything about his latest blunder, so. I guess we may as well begin at the beginning: "He was the first punk ever to set foot on this earth. He was a genius from the day of his birth. He could play the piano like a ring and a bell And ev'rybody screamed: Come on, rock me Amadeus." Sorry about that. I just love Falco. OK, where was I? Day before yesterday, kronk challenged me to a foot race. Can you imagine? I mean, I'm not even 4500, in human years equivalent and he's, well, I'm not sure of his exact age, but he is OLD. The distance was set at 100 meters and kronk insisted that he be allowed an 80 meter lead. "Mrs. Kronk" started the race by firing a round from her .357 magnum. Unfortunately, (for kronk, anyway) just as she was squeezing the trigger, one of those big, ole, green headed, horse flies, nailed her on the ankle. The angle of trajectory of the bullet (yes, there was a real bullet in the chamber) went from the planned 180 degrees, to something like 27 degrees and struck a ten inch crayfish chimney, about three feet behind kronk. (who, remember, was 80 meters ahead of me) I still beat him by about three meters, but I have to say that after that round went off and blew mud all over his backside, he moved faster than I've seen him move in 3000 years. Anyway, kronk called foul, but "The Mrs." insisted that the "misfire" was merely an unfortunate "act of God" and I was awarded my prize. (One pound of American Wagyu Gold Grade Tenderloin Roast, valued at $349.95) For your information: Kronk suffered only minor bruising from the .357 mag propelled mud lumps, but remains hospitalized for hyper strain damage to virtually every tendon, muscle and ligament in his lower body. P.S. "You didn't hear it from me." ....ticonderoga  |
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Date: 1/31/2021 6:44:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Well Ticonderoga to you as well L.E.D., Those darn horseflies are quite the nuisance aren’t they? I had a rude awakening on fall morning at roughly 2:30 when I was awoken by what sounded like gunfire at the end of the culled sac. I stumbled out of bed to the window before thinking that perhaps I should be taking cover and witnessed the neighborhood teenagers being teenagers setting off military grade fireworks... So I made my way outside to the end of the driveway and once they saw my menacing silhouette they high tailed it back in the house. Of course I thought that was the end of the matter. The next afternoon, I was getting some well deserved beauty rest when I was awoken yet once again....and I made my way outside once again.....and they ran into the house once again... It was at that time the father figure of said household was returning home from his job. I marched down there to have a neighborly chat and long story short I was soon on my cellphone walking back to my house talking to the local police department. While waiting for the locals finest to arrive I thought it was a good time to water some plants along my driveway. It was still a warm enough day That I was wearing shorts, and before long I started feeling this burning sensation upon my right ankle, turned out I managed to flood a nest of mud dawbers and they were letting me know the best way they knew how. I should’ve stayed in my lounge chair...... |
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Date: 1/31/2021 8:31:00 PM
From Authorid: 5301
...you got stung by Pam Dawber? Don't mess with Ork! |
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Date: 2/1/2021 1:15:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Schatzbot! |
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