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Posted by Poet on July 24, 2006, at 8:42:26
In reply to I'm warning you... » Poet, posted by Racer on July 23, 2006, at 16:41:33
Oh, you can't get out backwards. You've got to go forwards to go back, better press on.
Posted by Racer on July 24, 2006, at 23:16:02
In reply to Better pay attention » Racer, posted by Poet on July 24, 2006, at 8:42:26
That's it then. Cancel the kitchen scraps for lepers and orphans, no more merciful beheadings, and call off Christmas.
Posted by Poet on July 25, 2006, at 8:13:45
In reply to I think you'd better pay attention, too » Poet, posted by Racer on July 24, 2006, at 23:16:02
Jesus did, sir. I was hopping along, minding my own business, all of a sudden, up he comes, cures me! One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next minute my livelihood's gone. Not so much as a by-your-leave! "You're cured, mate." Bloody do-gooder.
Posted by Racer on July 25, 2006, at 18:29:28
In reply to Fine » Racer, posted by Poet on July 25, 2006, at 8:13:45
Oh, I believe you, I just put my glasses on because I'm cold.
Posted by Poet on July 26, 2006, at 8:42:29
In reply to Re: Fine » Poet, posted by Racer on July 25, 2006, at 18:29:28
Oh, king eh? Very nice. And how'd you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers. By hanging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society.
Posted by Racer on July 26, 2006, at 9:26:26
In reply to Re: Fine Fine » Racer, posted by Poet on July 26, 2006, at 8:42:29
Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.
Posted by Poet on July 27, 2006, at 8:26:13
In reply to Re: Fine Fine » Poet, posted by Racer on July 26, 2006, at 9:26:26
I *warned* you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you *knew*, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little *bunny*, isn't it?
Posted by Racer on July 27, 2006, at 19:05:38
In reply to You Can't Say I Didn't Try » Racer, posted by Poet on July 27, 2006, at 8:26:13
Well, I've wrestled with reality for 35 years, Doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it.
Posted by Poet on July 28, 2006, at 8:34:06
In reply to Yeah? Well, I succeeded! » Poet, posted by Racer on July 27, 2006, at 19:05:38
I took a course in art last winter. I learnt the difference between a fine oil painting, and a mechanical thing, like a photograph. The photograph shows only the reality. The painting shows not only the reality, but the dream behind it. It's our dreams, doctor, that carry us on. They separate us from the beasts. I wouldn't want to go on living if I thought it was all just eating, and sleeping, and taking my clothes off, I mean putting them on...
Posted by Racer on July 28, 2006, at 17:50:14
In reply to We'll See About That » Racer, posted by Poet on July 28, 2006, at 8:34:06
Well, then, go into your old routine. You know, the eyes, the swish, the works. I'm immune to it, but I've seen it work on some people, some of the patients out here.
Posted by Poet on July 29, 2006, at 10:27:20
In reply to Re: We'll See About That » Poet, posted by Racer on July 28, 2006, at 17:50:14
Because if it is they ought to be ashamed of themselves. It's all in their heads anyway. Why don't they get out and take long walks in the fresh air?
Posted by Racer on July 29, 2006, at 11:28:08
In reply to Re: We'll See About That » Racer, posted by Poet on July 29, 2006, at 10:27:20
Never let the seeds stop you from enjoying the watermelon.
Posted by Poet on July 31, 2006, at 8:23:14
In reply to I keep telling you » Poet, posted by Racer on July 29, 2006, at 11:28:08
So what the heck? You're welcome! Join us at the picnic! You can eat your fill of all the food you bring yourself.
Posted by Racer on July 31, 2006, at 20:14:37
In reply to Re: I keep telling you » Racer, posted by Poet on July 31, 2006, at 8:23:14
Dad let's me drive slow on the driveway every Saturday. 'Course the seats were originally brown leather now they're a pitiful red.
Posted by Poet on August 1, 2006, at 9:02:32
In reply to It's OK. I'm an excellent driver. » Poet, posted by Racer on July 31, 2006, at 20:14:37
Look, these parades you throw are very expensive. You using my police, my sanitation people, and my Oldsmobiles free of charge. So, if you mention extortion again, I'll have your legs broken.
Posted by Racer on August 1, 2006, at 17:37:56
In reply to Re: It's OK. I'm an excellent driver. » Racer, posted by Poet on August 1, 2006, at 9:02:32
I'm sorry. You'll have to come back later. I'm doing the dishes.
Posted by Poet on August 2, 2006, at 8:28:16
In reply to Re: It's OK. I'm an excellent driver. » Poet, posted by Racer on August 1, 2006, at 17:37:56
Hey, hey, easy kids. Everybody in the car. Boat leaves in two minutes... or perhaps you don't want to see the second largest ball of twine on the face of the earth, which is only four short hours away?
Posted by Racer on August 2, 2006, at 21:53:46
In reply to So am I » Racer, posted by Poet on August 2, 2006, at 8:28:16
Am I too late for Alexander's panic attack?
Posted by Poet on August 3, 2006, at 8:33:32
In reply to I just wanna know... » Poet, posted by Racer on August 2, 2006, at 21:53:46
DO I? DO I? For all you know, I'm "Crewman Number Six"! Mommy... mommy...
Posted by Racer on August 3, 2006, at 16:33:55
In reply to Re: I just wanna know... » Racer, posted by Poet on August 3, 2006, at 8:33:32
You know, you're starting to act a lot like you did in episode 17.
Posted by Poet on August 4, 2006, at 8:24:06
In reply to Re: I just want you to know... » Poet, posted by Racer on August 3, 2006, at 16:33:55
George, you know I was wondering, like if you were traveling through outer space, I mean like you're going real fast, like the speed of light, you know... hoooohhhhh... and all of a sudden you started screaming... aaaahhhhh aaaaahhhhh... Do you think your brain would blow up?
Posted by Racer on August 4, 2006, at 12:21:18
In reply to Think This is True? » Racer, posted by Poet on August 4, 2006, at 8:24:06
You know, what I could really use here is a cup holder and a couple of Advil.
Posted by Poet on August 6, 2006, at 18:07:16
In reply to Re: Think This is True? » Poet, posted by Racer on August 4, 2006, at 12:21:18
You gotta grab life by the lips and YANK as hard as you can.
Posted by Racer on August 7, 2006, at 20:25:30
In reply to Philosophy 101 » Racer, posted by Poet on August 6, 2006, at 18:07:16
By Grabthar's hammer, by the sons of Worvan, you shall be avenged.
Posted by Poet on August 8, 2006, at 8:31:52
In reply to Re: Philosophy 101 » Poet, posted by Racer on August 7, 2006, at 20:25:30
Life is like a mop. Sometimes life gets full of dirt and crud and hairballs and things and you gotta clean it out. You gotta stick it in here and rinse it off and start all over again. And sometimes life sticks to the floor so much that a mop, a mop, it's not good enough. You gotta get down there with like a toothbrush, you know, and you gotta really scrub 'cause you gotta get it off. But if that doesn't work, you can't give up. You gotta stand right up. You gotta run to a window and say, "These floors are dirty as hell, and I'm not gonna take it any more."
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