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Originally posted by pawnhandlerummmm.... errr..... Well you see. I was on my way to a conquest with this Irish Navigator who turned coat on me and then I was kind of low on time so I did the best I could... having only an hour or so and realizing that cut and paste works quite well. One thing leads to another ya know? There I was all bogged down trying to decide the meaning of life and when life begins and it dawned on me that government isn't about details but process. So Pow! It hit me. Why not use the best set of documents ever invented for that purpose and just take some of the credit. Ya know? I mean... it ain't like those old dead farts are gunna come after me for stealing their ideas!
Ahh, you obviously haven't read my posts. But it would be a lot easier if you could just highlight the words that aren't from the US founding documents, i.e. your original contributions.
Now if I can just figure out these damn maps that Sir (Ambassador) Agryson and that young feller ATY, Minister of Sex and Perversions... gave me.
Say! You don't know where Gliese 581,82,83,571 or Bootes 911 are do you?
Originally posted by StarValleyWyGo to Pluto and turn left. You can't miss it!
ummmm.... errr..... Well you see. I was on my way to a conquest with this Irish Navigator who turned coat on me and then I was kind of low on time so I did the best I could... having only an hour or so and realizing that cut and paste works quite well. One thing leads to another ya know? There I was all bogged down trying to decide the meaning of life a ...[text shortened]... ions... gave me.
Say! You don't know where Gliese 581,82,83,571 or Bootes 911 are do you?
Originally posted by StarValleyWyBootes 911! "Planet of the Emergency Booties"! I love that place!
ummmm.... errr..... Well you see. I was on my way to a conquest with this Irish Navigator who turned coat on me and then I was kind of low on time so I did the best I could... having only an hour or so and realizing that cut and paste works quite well. One thing leads to another ya know? There I was all bogged down trying to decide the meaning of life a ...[text shortened]... ions... gave me.
Say! You don't know where Gliese 581,82,83,571 or Bootes 911 are do you?
Originally posted by pawnhandlererr... thinks I thank. But really now! Isn't Pluto a dog? So that would be like Sirus the Dog Star then? That one over in Canis Major? And how are we to get there for pitty sake? We are not certain that we are still in that big ole milkey wayish thingy-ma-bobber that goes round and round like a Picadilly tram! If I ever get my hands on that dang brit navigator! "O'course tis the way! Lay on the steam!" he says! And now where is he hiding? Come out, come out! Wherever you are!
Go to Pluto and turn left. You can't miss it!
Originally posted by AThousandYoungSorry. Freudean slip. I meant Bootes 611. This being eternally lost in the cosmos thing is really getting to me.
Bootes 911! "Planet of the Emergency Booties"! I love that place!
What the heck is "Emergency Bootie"? Nevermind. I know about "shake yo bootie", so you being minister of... well. Nevermind. BTW... you sound like you might be spending too much time with old Shavvy searching for love in all the wrong places. Ahem. Straighten up there laddie! There are worlds to conquer ... etc. All ahead full!
Originally posted by StarValleyWyUse the Force, Luke! Oh, wait. That might not help. When I get lost I look for the Catalina Mountains because they're north. No, that won't help you either. I know! Look for a McDonald's and ask for directions! Surely they're everywhere by now! Or WalMart!
err... thinks I thank. But really now! Isn't Pluto a dog? So that would be like Sirus the Dog Star then? That one over in Canis Major? And how are we to get there for pitty sake? We are not certain that we are still in that big ole milkey wayish thingy-ma-bobber that goes round and round like a Picadilly tram! If I ever get my hands on that dang brit na ...[text shortened]... ay on the steam!" he says! And now where is he hiding? Come out, come out! Wherever you are!
Originally posted by StarValleyWyWhenever I get in a bind like that, I always go to the nearest bar and pick up a slightly chubby single mother with a hardy laugh.
ummmm.... errr..... Well you see. I was on my way to a conquest with this Irish Navigator who turned coat on me and then I was kind of low on time so I did the best I could... having only an hour or so and realizing that cut and paste works quite well. One thing leads to another ya know? There I was all bogged down trying to decide the meaning of life a ...[text shortened]... ions... gave me.
Say! You don't know where Gliese 581,82,83,571 or Bootes 911 are do you?
Originally posted by StarValleyWyI'm givin' her all I've got, cap'n!
Sorry. Freudean slip. I meant Bootes 611. This being eternally lost in the cosmos thing is really getting to me.
What the heck is "Emergency Bootie"? Nevermind. I know about "shake yo bootie", so you being minister of... well. Nevermind. BTW... you sound like you might be spending too much time with old Shavvy searching for love in all the wrong places. Ahem. Straighten up there laddie! There are worlds to conquer ... etc. All ahead full!