<i>Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingtonytohono wrote:buckethead alien wrote:There are two Bass ales in the office refrigerator. I know they are there. They are calling to me. I can hear their gentle bubbling.
What are they calling?
M'kay, that's a little wierd, cuz that's the song that's playing on my cd right now...buckethead alien wrote:<i>Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingtonytohono wrote:buckethead alien wrote:There are two Bass ales in the office refrigerator. I know they are there. They are calling to me. I can hear their gentle bubbling.
What are they calling?
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
No.GuinivereElise wrote:M'kay, that's a little wierd, cuz that's the song that's playing on my cd right now...buckethead alien wrote:<i>Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingtonytohono wrote:
What are they calling?
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
are you kidding?? i was just thinking ...must log off - must do job - must leave e-playa...GuinivereElise wrote:hey, Tish... what're you drinking? Can I make you something?
Sit down, take a load off...
yer werkin too hard!
Listen... I would prefer Zule putting the rest of me in his mouth before he puts Woodrow in there.theCryptofishist wrote:Oh sure, bring up my nadir.Zulegoona wrote:Take it easy fishie, you just reminded me I had some jumbo prawn hidden in the back of the freezer, they are probably a little freezer burned by now, so never mind.
didn't somebody already have a problem with that?Eat Woodrow if you have to start grilling e-playans
My point was that . . .
Oh screw it, maybe Sam would prefer that you ate him and left woodrow...
i think rocks today... lots o salt... regular.GuinivereElise wrote:wow, tish... that's so cool, it's bringing tears to MY eyes...
rocks, or blended? Salt on the rim? Regular, Strawberry? What's yer pleasure?
tisha2 wrote:...had a dream last night that i really opened the bar. Sensei brought and unveiled his sign. you were all there. i cried.
We're gonna make this happen, Tish. The e-playan sign will be better than the "real" one, though....back in the day, Sensei wrote:* Sensei enters the bar wearing a Utilikilt with all the power-tool trimmings and fires up the welding torch. He begins his day's work by melting the cheap, run-of-the-mill bar sign that proclaimed "Wildcat Ranch" which starts a small but persistant fire; which in turn is put out with a few quick blasts of his extinguisher. Our hero then exits the bar, returning with a dozen pieces of rebar of various lengths and thicknesses. Once again the mask comes down over Sensei's determined face as the welding torch flares up. Much sparkage ensues. Finally, after an hour of welding and bending and hammering, a sign begins to take shape. What at first seemed more like an iron tumbleweed has now become two spiraling Chinese dragons standing on either side of the words,"Tish's Place". Sensei once again leaves, and reenters carrying neon tubing. More welding, bending, hammering and sparkage ensues. The contraption is plugged in and the green/blue dragons begin to gyrate and flick their blood red tongues, while the words, "Tish's Place" are gently backlit in purple... *
