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Sheep abuse, Aussie style. Not to mention frog oddities that we'd rather not go into at this point.
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Come to me, my flock.
Posted by: Federal Duck | October 05, 2004 at 01:55 PM
First?
Posted by: Diane | October 05, 2004 at 01:56 PM
Jim: How's your sheep lookin' fer the big race?
Clem: Not so good. Her knee is all wrecked.
Jim: You need you some burrowing Australian frog goo. It'll repair that cartilage in no time.
Clem: I thought burrowing Australian frog goo was just for sweetening phlegm shakes?
Jim: Nope. It's good on sheep repair, too.
Posted by: Christobol | October 05, 2004 at 01:56 PM
Is torn knee cartilage a problem for sheep?
Must be all that skiing they do in the off season.
Posted by: punky brewster | October 05, 2004 at 01:56 PM
Darn. A lurker can't catch a lucky break. Sigh. Back to work. (Baaaaaaaaa)
Posted by: Diane | October 05, 2004 at 01:58 PM
cbol ... clem and jim? Did you just watch Eternal Sunshine on the Spotless Mind?
Posted by: punky brewster | October 05, 2004 at 02:00 PM
Tina ... that was Baaaaaad.
*ducks flying squid*
Posted by: punky brewster | October 05, 2004 at 02:10 PM
Awww. Come back Diane! You can be first and we can play with sheep! *pout*
Commercial Announcement
Pharmacist: What's wrong there, little guy?
Sheep: I blew out my knee again.
Pharmacist: How did you do that? Have you been making passes at that bull moose again?
Sheep: No, It's those darned Dave Barry bloggers. They're always chasing me around the pasture, snapping me with towels and calling me names, like stinkywool and mr. chuckletrousers.
Pharmacist: Well what you need is new and improved FrogGlop 3000, with MucusGuard(tm)!
Sheep: Wow! That'll fix my knee?
Pharmacist: No! But if you fling it on people, they will almost always leave you alone!
Announcer: Try new FrogGlop 3000! Proof that scientists are freaking bored!
Posted by: Federal Duck | October 05, 2004 at 02:12 PM
point for punky for skiing sheep mental jpg
Posted by: geekette lite | October 05, 2004 at 02:12 PM
Punky - no, I was watching Jim and Clem Do Stuff to Sheep With Frog Goo
I found the unrated version with never before scenes and director's commentary. Apparently Bushemi totally ad-libbed the part with the goats and tub of jam.
Posted by: Christobol | October 05, 2004 at 02:13 PM
What do sheep say on Talk Like A Pirate Day?
Baaaaaaarrrrrrrr!
*nurses squid lesion on side of head*
Posted by: D'Artagnan | October 05, 2004 at 02:18 PM
D'Art - you got some kind of weird nipple on the side of your head?
Posted by: Christobol | October 05, 2004 at 02:27 PM
Sorry, that came out all wrong.
D'Art, when the squid lesion, may I have some of whatever the nipple on the side of your head is dispensing, please?
Posted by: Christobol | October 05, 2004 at 02:33 PM
It's just like that Odd Couple episode where Oscar and Felix invested in their dentist's Barnicle Glue.
Posted by: Sharon | October 05, 2004 at 02:37 PM
C-bol, the biopsy people were so freaked out when they saw it, they said to leave it alone, and left the room in a big hurry.
That's OK, more gunky secretion for me. It smells awful, but it's 10 times more effective than FrogGlop 3000 at sealing cartilages shut. Look for a huge eBay rollout soon.
Posted by: D'Artagnan | October 05, 2004 at 02:41 PM
And squid lesions like it too! You're going to be rich, D'Art.
I got no luck. Tried to get a squid lesion to nurse on my boyle, and instead it wrecked a perfectly good asshat I was planning on wearing out on the town.
That is, wearing, to go out. Not wearing out.
Posted by: Christobol | October 05, 2004 at 02:44 PM
The next step, of course, is discovering that the sheep that have been glued with frog goo have developed some sort of special powers...
The mutants are coming, the mutants are coming! Run for the hills, it's the frogsheep!
*Runs away from disco lights*
Posted by: penny | October 05, 2004 at 02:49 PM
"George Murrell of the University of New South Wales made a tear in the meniscal knee cartilage of ten sheep"
Wouldn't an easier solution to the sheep knee injury epidemic be to put Mr. Murrell in charge of something else? Like...accounting or politics?
Posted by: Brainy Jello | October 05, 2004 at 02:57 PM
"George Murrell, who had only recently moved from the Biology and Agriculture Department in the University of New South Wales to the Sociology Department, had anounced yesterday that frog goo does not appear to have positive results on humans.
'Out of ten politicians whose throats we slit and then tried to glue together, only one has stopped talking', reported Dr. Murrell."
Posted by: penny | October 05, 2004 at 03:02 PM
You people rock me with laughter.
Posted by: Deontologist | October 05, 2004 at 03:07 PM
Look soon for Sheep Repair's New CD: Frog Glue Surgery.
Posted by: jamester the forbidden | October 05, 2004 at 03:31 PM
Deon, that's great. I'd hate to be scissored with laughter, or papered with laughter too.
Posted by: D'Artagnan | October 05, 2004 at 03:32 PM
Sheep Repair's touring with Squid Lesions! RAWK!
Posted by: MeganBNL | October 05, 2004 at 03:44 PM
You know, I've personally known people who've torn knee cartilage and needed multiple extensive, painful knee surgeries. If doctors now can go in once and glue the torn knee back together with frog spit...
Nope. Sorry. Somehow I'm still not buying it.
Posted by: mb | October 05, 2004 at 04:19 PM
What'd the sheep do to get their knees done for 'em like that?
All I can say is......ewe.
*gets rammed with a squid*
OUCH
*lets out a bleet of pain*
*runs from other bloglits who are trying to use frog glue to glue fingers together to stop these stupid posts*
Posted by: Graz | October 05, 2004 at 05:24 PM
Perhaps those were the Serta sheep?
Posted by: Monsoon | October 05, 2004 at 05:41 PM
Has anyone heard of synvisc shots? Also called chicken shots. It's a substanced injected into the knees to help with joint pain.
The solution comes from chicken combs....and it is not known exactly how or why it works....and it doesn't always work, but costs aboaut $1,000 per shot.
Conversation in the lab:
Dr. #1. Let's squeeze that thing on top of the chicken, whatever comes out we inject into people's knees and whether or not it works, we charge them $1,000.
Dr. #2. OK
Posted by: slyeyes | October 05, 2004 at 06:37 PM
I got so drunk last week on chicken shots.
Posted by: MeganBNL | October 05, 2004 at 06:41 PM
by the way, it is not suggested to use Romanians to obtain the chicken shots. Horrible things happen when they get in the chicken coop.
Posted by: slyeyes | October 05, 2004 at 07:16 PM
Moist Habitat wbagnfarb......but you knew that.
Posted by: MeganBNL | October 05, 2004 at 07:49 PM
Nine months under the mud when I get out it's pissing down rain and some Aussie bastard says Guday mate in that bloody awful accent then tries to turn me into glue.
It's enough to give ya the ribbets.
Posted by: N Otaden | October 06, 2004 at 02:02 AM
so will the sheep be able to leap on to lilly pads now???
you dont have mice. its sheep.
Posted by: queensbee | October 06, 2004 at 02:51 AM
maybe no leaping, but maybe they'll shed and eat their wool, capturing bugs in the process?
-actually, the story was pretty cool. better than the current option of having someone (dead) else's body parts stuck in your knee.
Posted by: josh | October 06, 2004 at 04:52 AM
I dunno Josh, I had the eyes of a busload of nuns and orphans implanted in my left knee, and it no longer aches like a sumbich when it's fixin' ta rain.
'Course it's as big as a piano now.
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 04:57 AM
Actually, they weren't (dead), just stopped at a McD's to use the facilities, so I take your point.
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 04:59 AM
C-bol, why is your knee winking at me?
Posted by: penny | October 06, 2004 at 05:07 AM
Don't be alarmed, Penny. It just wants to have sex.
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 05:10 AM
That ain't all that's winkin' at ya, darlin' ....
Posted by: Little Devil Sitting on Christobol's Right Shoulder | October 06, 2004 at 05:12 AM
And you know what they say: "Once you've had a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans, you'll probably die of the dry-heaves."
Well, it's a saying around here, anyways.
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 05:12 AM
Ah, here we usually say that something is 'as bad as climbing the stairs with a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans', so I can see the connection.
Posted by: penny | October 06, 2004 at 05:19 AM
Christobol, I know some dogs who would love to take your knee up on that offer
Posted by: josh | October 06, 2004 at 05:23 AM
We live in strange times.
Cristobol lives in strange places.
Posted by: Crypt Tic | October 06, 2004 at 05:24 AM
We have that one too, sorta, it goes "as bad as climbing the stairs with a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans is better than two in the bush."
We also say:
A knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans saved is a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans earned.
Don't look a gift knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans in the mouth.
A stitch in a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans saves some of them from squirting out.
You can lead a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans to water, but you can't get a woman to dress up as Daisy Duke and call you Superman.
A quitter never wins, and a winner never has a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans, unless he took it from a quitter.
You can fool some of the people all of the time, all of the people some of the time, but you can't put a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans into a subway turnstile and expect to get away with it.
A fool and his money are good to run into when you're selling a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans.
There are more...
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 05:29 AM
Morning all!
Good to see ewe guys again.
Posted by: Federal Duck | October 06, 2004 at 05:30 AM
No thanks, Josh. Don't call shallow just because it demands good looks. After all, it does have about 76 eyes, so it's understandable.
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 05:32 AM
You can fool some of the people all of the time, all of the people some of the time, but you can't put a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans into a subway turnstile and expect to get away with it.
*sigh* Too true...
Posted by: penny | October 06, 2004 at 05:33 AM
Perhaps the frog goo would be goo-d for Constantin Mocanu, the Romanian who detached his nether-region .. well, if the dog hadn't eaten it. But Constantin could probably sell some of his chicken combs for the chicken shots.
Posted by: MOTW | October 06, 2004 at 05:48 AM
Has anyone seen my Superman?
Posted by: Daisy Duke | October 06, 2004 at 05:53 AM
Don't be mad, Daisy, but I saw him up at the bar chatting up Linda Carter, telling her how he's stronger than a speeding bullet and all.
He's a little differently sober right now.
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 06:08 AM
*sings*
'I've got a pocket full of kriptonite...'
Posted by: Spin Doctors | October 06, 2004 at 06:13 AM
Sorry, make that Kryptonite...
Posted by: Spin Doctors' correction officer | October 06, 2004 at 06:16 AM
Cool, I've got a pocket full of trojans and some of 'em used.
No wait, that's Prince.
I've got a pocket full of poseys, tho.
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 06:22 AM
...And you know what they say, a pocket full of poseys is almost as good as a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans when you're begging for some extra change in the middle of the street in February!
Posted by: penny | October 06, 2004 at 06:24 AM
hey, has anyone seen my Yoko Ono?
Posted by: Christobol | October 06, 2004 at 06:43 AM
Check your cereal box, c-bol ... she likes to hide in there.
Posted by: punky brewster | October 06, 2004 at 07:32 AM
You can be my Yoko Ono
Posted by: MeganBNL | October 06, 2004 at 08:48 AM
A stitch in a knee full of the eyeballs of a busload of nuns and orphans saves some of them from squirting out.
All I got to say is..... ewe ewe ewe ewe
*bad mental image*
But... I have pissed my overalls laughing
Posted by: MzVette | October 06, 2004 at 08:51 AM
This is the funniest thread I have read in a long time.
MeganBareNakedLadies - are you from Canadia?
Also, a recipe:
Blog Stew
1 cup boogers, packed
1/2 cup nun and orphan eyeball mix
3 tsp. frog glue
4 lbs. roast cock, chopped
1 medium movie theatre snake, diced
Mix all ingredients in a slow-cooker. Cook over low heat for 6-8 hours. If stew burns, blame the people who asked you to make it for not noticing that the heat was too high.
Serve with roast vegetables and spew over keyboard and monitor while reading this thread.
Posted by: Rachel | October 07, 2004 at 12:46 PM