pookie said:Well, I'll be dipped in bat sh!t, it's FAlice!!!!
How do I know it's really you? There are imposters 'round these parts, ya know.
Care to purchase a T-shirt? 2 for the price of one... slightly used.
Fixed.FallingAlice said:Besides that, the spelling of no as "k-n-o-w" is now officially considered an unnecessary artifact of old-English morphology. It's completely out of date. Kind of like your appendage.
FallingAlice said:Criminitly...that's like getting rid of Pat Patriot. It's just not right.
It's just not right I tell ya.
Annihilus said:Uhhhhhhh.......yeah.....about that.......
We were all settling down about ready to hit the hay one night and this big fat dude with a panty on his head came flying in through the window, swiped the big wiggly guy logo and ran away laughing. Luckily he missed the little logo, or we wouldn't have that either.
We weren't quite sure what to do after that, so that's how we ended up with what we've got.
Oedipus Tex said:Hey, FAlicy is back on the Planet. You know, my now archived Solicitation of Advice thread just isn't the same with all your posts deleted. It just makes "know" sense now.
And while we're in the "correcting Alice" sort of mood:
bideau said:Well not me. I can't be sweet talked. The rest of you can go ahead and lays palms down in front of her. But, she's got some s'plaining to do
Now, now, Bideau...the prodigal son story is written for the benefit of the good son. Remember that.bideau said:Oh sure....she takes her sax and runs away for a year, probably joining some jazz band somewhere along the line, doesn't write, doesn't call. For all we know, she could be lying in a gutter. She could have shacked up on some other message board. She could have actually gotten a life.
And then one day, voila, she just reappears. And everyone showers her with gifts Meanwhile, some of us have been trying to keep the place dusted, doing all the dirty work. And where are our gifts? Huh? Huh?
This story sounds way too familiar.
Well not me. I can't be sweet talked. The rest of you can go ahead and lays palms down in front of her. But, she's got some s'plaining to do
If you really haven't been lurking, then you have no idea how appropos that comment is. No joke.FallingAlice said:Well, I'm glad to see you made it out alive.
I gotta go. I'll write more later.
When I return, I'll give you a serialized version of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.
It ends with this fabulous gay man giving me some ruby slippers, telling me to click my heels 3 times and saying, "There's no place like home."
Oedipus Tex said:Now, now, Bideau...the prodigal son story is written for the benefit of the good son. Remember that.