I reboot my computer using a series of handslaps to the keyboard and monitor, accompanied by perplexed grunts and angry howls. Then I burn rats and garter snakes on the little altar I erected on my Flintstones Brand granite desk.
It usually works…thankfully, I don’t have Windows Vista yet.
I do something similar. I eat my liberals raw rather than cook them, so I can get closer to nature, like the noble polar bear. Besides, what little nutrition there is in their shrivled vegetarian muscles cooks out pretty quick. And no amount of cooking gets rid of that gamey aftertaste…
I do something similar. I eat my liberals raw rather than cook them
#5 – Posted by: Raving Lunatic on May 22, 2008 02:01 PM
Liberals… Isn’t that another word for granola? Fruits, nuts and flakes, etc.
If I had a hammerrrr I’d hammer in the morning I’d hammer in the evening I’d hammer ’til supperti……. owwwwwccchhhhhhhhhhhhh Frank, stop hitting me with that rock…..arrrgggghhhhhhh
“I reboot my computer using a series of handslaps to the keyboard and monitor, accompanied by perplexed grunts and angry howls. Then I burn rats and garter snakes on the little altar I erected on my Flintstones Brand granite desk.
“It usually works…thankfully, I don’t have Windows Vista yet.”
For Windows Vista, you have to upgrade to chicken blood and feathers.
So Frank who are you channeling, cave men or Al Gore (he doesn’t like those fancy ilicktricale tools either). He’s happy for all of us to join those Muuuslims in the 14th century, just as long as the air conditioning stays on in his 4,000 sq foot cave.
“Rock pound nail. Ug like!
Rock break Scissor! Ug like.
Paper cover rock.Ug no like,
must now pound nails with head.”
-from “This Old Cave” with Bob Vila
Steven King the writer?
If so the man is possessed. I don’t say that lightly. Anyone who can consistantly come up with the ideas he does cannot be normal.
I guess we should be happy he vomits his depravity on to paper instead of acting it out. But hey, I sure wouldn’t miss Carrie and Cujo and the rest of his illiterate ravings if they’d never been written. His uninspired prose and his twisted, disturbing and sick ideas make him one of the most objectionable, least memorable writers of this or any century. He is the Ed Wood Jr. or literature.
Please don’t be offended. You did ask for it.
Being that I am a EWP (Evil White Person) also known as cracker. I dont do manual labor, instead I go down to the local welfare office, kidnap a couple of “beneficiaries” and force them to do my bidding at gun point, while quoting the bible.
Hammer suck!
I’m sensing some “attacked by conservatives” mood in this post…
I reboot my computer using a series of handslaps to the keyboard and monitor, accompanied by perplexed grunts and angry howls. Then I burn rats and garter snakes on the little altar I erected on my Flintstones Brand granite desk.
It usually works…thankfully, I don’t have Windows Vista yet.
I like hot dogs.
I do something similar. I eat my liberals raw rather than cook them, so I can get closer to nature, like the noble polar bear. Besides, what little nutrition there is in their shrivled vegetarian muscles cooks out pretty quick. And no amount of cooking gets rid of that gamey aftertaste…
…walk around naked except for my studded leather tool belt.
I do something similar. I eat my liberals raw rather than cook them
#5 – Posted by: Raving Lunatic on May 22, 2008 02:01 PM
Liberals… Isn’t that another word for granola? Fruits, nuts and flakes, etc.
Cavemen don’t have houses. They have caves. And likely don’t need nails.
Just a thought.
Obviously 8, you’ve never seen a Geico commercial
Frank, I think you have been out of work a tad too long…
Rock FAIL. Frank unhappy. Fantasy over.
Caveman buys condo. And a boat.
If I had a hammerrrr I’d hammer in the morning I’d hammer in the evening I’d hammer ’til supperti……. owwwwwccchhhhhhhhhhhhh Frank, stop hitting me with that rock…..arrrgggghhhhhhh
“I reboot my computer using a series of handslaps to the keyboard and monitor, accompanied by perplexed grunts and angry howls. Then I burn rats and garter snakes on the little altar I erected on my Flintstones Brand granite desk.
“It usually works…thankfully, I don’t have Windows Vista yet.”
For Windows Vista, you have to upgrade to chicken blood and feathers.
chimps are people, too!
So Frank who are you channeling, cave men or Al Gore (he doesn’t like those fancy ilicktricale tools either). He’s happy for all of us to join those Muuuslims in the 14th century, just as long as the air conditioning stays on in his 4,000 sq foot cave.
I do the same thing except instead of nails I use rum and instead of a rock I use coke and it’s not so much a house really, it’s more of a glass.
“Rock pound nail. Ug like!
Rock break Scissor! Ug like.
Paper cover rock.Ug no like,
must now pound nails with head.”
-from “This Old Cave” with Bob Vila
Random thought:
Somebody talk shit about Steven King. Come on. Do it.
Steven King the writer?
If so the man is possessed. I don’t say that lightly. Anyone who can consistantly come up with the ideas he does cannot be normal.
I guess we should be happy he vomits his depravity on to paper instead of acting it out. But hey, I sure wouldn’t miss Carrie and Cujo and the rest of his illiterate ravings if they’d never been written. His uninspired prose and his twisted, disturbing and sick ideas make him one of the most objectionable, least memorable writers of this or any century. He is the Ed Wood Jr. or literature.
Please don’t be offended. You did ask for it.
of literature, of, of of. Hence why I do not write for a living.
Being that I am a EWP (Evil White Person) also known as cracker. I dont do manual labor, instead I go down to the local welfare office, kidnap a couple of “beneficiaries” and force them to do my bidding at gun point, while quoting the bible.
Oh I forgot … before letting them go I inject them with the AIDS virus I mixed up in my lab.