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Posted by Poet on April 13, 2006, at 8:50:04
In reply to Well, all I can say is... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 12, 2006, at 10:55:59
You can't have your cake and shoot it.
Posted by Racer on April 13, 2006, at 10:21:57
In reply to Re: Well, all I can say is... » Racer, posted by Poet on April 13, 2006, at 8:50:04
Well? What have you to say for yourself now? Here is a man with a beard, and you didn't even pull it!
Posted by Poet on April 14, 2006, at 8:55:03
In reply to Re: Well, all I can say is... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 13, 2006, at 10:21:57
A girl of sixteen is practically an idiot anyway, so I can't very well blame you for something that was practically done by somebody else.
Posted by Racer on April 14, 2006, at 12:37:37
In reply to I can say, posted by Poet on April 14, 2006, at 8:55:03
There was a time when I used to get lots of ideas... I thought up the Seven Deadly Sins in one afternoon. The only thing I've come up with recently is advertising.
Posted by Poet on April 17, 2006, at 8:34:10
In reply to Yeah, well... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 14, 2006, at 12:37:37
The biggest moment in commercial annals muffed by a gang of horse whistles who wouldn't know a slogan from a... ma-ma-ma... a poke in the eye with a stick!
Posted by Racer on April 17, 2006, at 12:34:36
In reply to Re: Yeah, well... » Racer, posted by Poet on April 17, 2006, at 8:34:10
I haven't changed. I'm the same as I was before - only in a different way.
Posted by Poet on April 18, 2006, at 10:46:26
In reply to Re: Yeah, well... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 17, 2006, at 12:34:36
Just keep saying to yourself "I'm adequate."
Posted by Racer on April 18, 2006, at 12:30:18
In reply to Try This » Racer, posted by Poet on April 18, 2006, at 10:46:26
If we never looked at things and thought of what might be, why we'd all still be out there in the tall grass with the apes.
Posted by Poet on April 19, 2006, at 10:13:51
In reply to Well... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 18, 2006, at 12:30:18
Lincoln said, "With malice toward none, with charity to all." Nowadays they say, "Think the way I do or I'll bomb the daylights outta you."
Posted by Racer on April 19, 2006, at 13:56:59
In reply to Re: Well... » Racer, posted by Poet on April 19, 2006, at 10:13:51
Excuse me, I really must gibber at the oriole window.
Posted by Poet on April 20, 2006, at 9:55:29
In reply to Just a sec... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 19, 2006, at 13:56:59
So I'm a ditherer? Well, I'm jolly well going to dither, then!
Posted by Racer on April 20, 2006, at 13:32:26
In reply to Re: Just a sec... » Racer, posted by Poet on April 20, 2006, at 9:55:29
Then we better have a few drinks first!
Posted by Poet on April 21, 2006, at 8:40:02
In reply to Very well... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 20, 2006, at 13:32:26
All those miles of open sea and back again a man would need something to keep warm, now, wouldn't he?
Posted by Racer on April 21, 2006, at 12:56:28
In reply to Re: Very well... » Racer, posted by Poet on April 21, 2006, at 8:40:02
Things are just the same as they always were, only, you're the same as you were, too, so I guess things will never be the same again.
Posted by Poet on April 23, 2006, at 15:17:12
In reply to {sigh} Look -- » Poet, posted by Racer on April 21, 2006, at 12:56:28
We've been friends for a long time. Do you really think you can talk me into it?
Posted by Racer on April 23, 2006, at 18:27:03
In reply to Re: {sigh} Look -- » Racer, posted by Poet on April 23, 2006, at 15:17:12
I do not think that will be necessary. I never faint because I am not sure that I will fall gracefully and I never use smelling salts because they puff up the eyes.
Posted by Poet on April 24, 2006, at 18:11:00
In reply to Oh... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 23, 2006, at 18:27:03
Just pretend you're a janitor. Janitors are never terrified.
Posted by Racer on April 24, 2006, at 19:55:42
In reply to Re: Oh... » Racer, posted by Poet on April 24, 2006, at 18:11:00
There's nothing like a love song to give you a good laugh.
Posted by Poet on April 25, 2006, at 9:40:10
In reply to Re: Oh... » Poet, posted by Racer on April 24, 2006, at 19:55:42
What you're trying to say is that you don't want me to love you. Say it. Say it!
Posted by Racer on April 25, 2006, at 10:30:54
In reply to Re: I knew it » Racer, posted by Poet on April 25, 2006, at 9:40:10
Is that "Pinky" with a Y or "Pinkie" with an IE?
Posted by Poet on April 26, 2006, at 8:45:01
In reply to Then tell me » Poet, posted by Racer on April 25, 2006, at 10:30:54
Not much meat on her, but what's there is cherce.
Posted by Racer on April 26, 2006, at 10:48:10
In reply to Re: Then tell me » Racer, posted by Poet on April 26, 2006, at 8:45:01
That's all, honey, that's all, say no more. Of course there's always a chance you could be an escaped fruitcake.
Posted by Poet on April 27, 2006, at 8:33:19
In reply to Re: Then tell me » Poet, posted by Racer on April 26, 2006, at 10:48:10
Well, you see, this is a question of getting married. You've never been married to a lobster.
Posted by Racer on April 27, 2006, at 11:29:32
In reply to You Wanted to Know » Racer, posted by Poet on April 27, 2006, at 8:33:19
And then I heard a noise.
What kind of noise?
Like a sound.
Posted by Poet on April 28, 2006, at 9:34:30
In reply to Re: You Wanted to Know » Poet, posted by Racer on April 27, 2006, at 11:29:32
You're just like Don Quixote. You think that everything is always something else.
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