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January 23, 2007

CONVENTION OF THE WEEK SO FAR

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Not Snakes again..


Arrrrrrgh

AND a GNFAR (or Punk?) B

SERPENTS AND SQUALOR

*mental note: do not visit Pakistan*

Also, I can just imagine one of these boys offering to show a girl his *snake*...

OK mud - here's your chance.

"Humans are more dangerous than snakes" Ya, like those guy that give snake poison to their kids?

Hey! I catered that convention once!

150 sandwhiches and 3,000 live mice....yuk.

They could make a lot of money over here selling snake oil.

I've mentioned before and will repeat: the snake charmers pull the fangs out of the venemous vipers. They suffer and die slowly over several weeks or months until they die. I happen to love snakes and have owned several.

Sorry for the downer.

So what you're saying, casey, is that, we have to get over there right away, before all the good snakes in baskets die. (I prefer my "shows" with live or at least not-nearly-dead performers. Unlike 24)

They danced in a trance... with no pants?

Here in Asia many of these snakes with one bite your dead before you hit the ground. It's not that I want to see them dead I just dont want to see them at all.

Snakes Alive!

There are 56 types of snakes in Pakistan

Reason #475 on my list of reasons to NOT go to Pakistan.

There are 56 types of snakes in Pakistan

Reason #475 on my list of reasons to NOT go to Pakistan.

sorry i'm late

don’t want no colonoscopy that scope ain’t good to me looking places no man should see why you would want to is beyond me you got that hose five foot or more and you greasin’ my back door I’m just starin’ at the floor – think about running for the door – my self respect’s a mess – got me wearing a little dress if you were cops then I’d confess to anything that you suggest but you don’t ask me any questions don’t listen to my suggestions you bent on butt inspection so you give me an injection….

Things get slower as the lights get lower and my eyes see double and I make a drool bubble and my lips limp glisten and ear bones listen to the hum the lights that make it dark like night and the sweet song of the cherry imp that swims upon the leaves of oak that fall into the shelter of the softly lifting mzzle flmbl ……zzzzzz…..zzzzzz

What was that? It’s dark - it’s cold - can’t see a thing blinking rub my eyes there it was again! turn and look behind - it’s from behind! I’m spinning now and I’m losing my mind! that sound is like ice the source i can’t find the light is dim and getter brighter now I hear it loud and clear it would give a dead man nightmares and fill a stone with fear

My heart is palpitating – see the serpent circulating - diameter calculating for the sphincters di-a-lating please don’t you despise me if the snake gone’ supersize me it’s circumference terrorize me please just euthanize me don’t want no reptiles in my rectum if I could I would reject ‘em with a cork I could deflect ‘em squeeze down hard and butt-eject ‘em now I feel like that dude in ‘alien’ got a monster in my guts like to turn the tables impale you and show you all what’s what (what?) now I feel like that dude in ‘alien’ got a monster in my guts if this is a test I’m failing it and y’all can kiss my butt now I feel like that dude in ‘alien’ got a monster in my guts like to turn the tables impale you and show you all what’s what (what?) now I feel like that dude in ‘alien’ got a monster in my guts if this is a test I’m failing it and y’all can kiss my butt

Mud, you skipped right over issues and went to volumes. Bravo.

Wow mud you made my sphincter clinch up.

I must say mud, that, that, um, well whatever it was, it was worth the wait. My cell phone is aloft in your horror, I mean honor.

Mystery solved! Mud, the writing style in your first paragraph plus the apperarance of your name in these classic lyrics leads me to the conclusion you were one of the Music Machine!!!


I won't cry out for justice
Admit that I was wrong
I'll stay in hibernation
'Til the talk subsides to gone
My social life's a dud
My name is really mud
I'm up to here in lies
Guess I'm down to size
To size

Here's the situation
And how it really stands
I'm out of circulation
I've all but washed my hands
My social life's a dud
My name is really mud
I'm up to here in lies
Guess I'm down to size
To size

wow...don't that just make your butts pucker???

excellent, mud!

You may need to cut down on the percocet a leeetle bit...

very nice, steve...very nice.

I am totally in awe, and there isn't sole in my workplace I dare to share that with. "Bum"mer.

Are you a cobbler, ubetcha?

Well, it was just such a scene
You know what I mean
And the way I looked with that deer-in-headlight stare
Just can't drop my pants for that mother (Ooh)
To get near my derriere

Well he looked at me, and I, I could see
That before too long I'd curse that dirty cur
He asked the nurse for another (goon)
And I saw them standing there

Well, my heart went "boom"
As I sensed my doom
And I held my sphincter tight...

Whoah, I thrashed with all my might
And they held me down real tight
And before too long I was in the position
Now I've had a chance to recover (Whooh)
But the terror lingers there

Well, my heart went "boom"
As I sensed my doom
And I held my sphincter tight...

Whoah, I thrashed with all my might
And they held me down real tight
But I'll never ever trust any physician
Now I've had a chance to recover (Whooh)
But the terror lingers there

*applauds wildly*

excellente, Meanie!!!!

meanie: i can tell you been there. kudos

My, my, my. What on earth did I start when complaining about work yesterday? *shakes head*

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