The Bar
- cowboyangel
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some feel that everything is mind....why notnipples wrote:Is your interpretation of the "mind", from those theologians, to mean a lower mind.. such as the ego?
~notices Zulegoonas' drink is half full, empties it. replaces.~
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- cowboyangel
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- Bambi of Finland
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Bambi rushes in to find Manolos scattered from under the spotlight, picks them up, and ties a note to one of the straps-
To whom it concerns,
These are for emergency use only. Don't try walking in them, unless you're prepared to break a few local taboos. Put them on and become an object of desire. Use them for GOOD only!
The Blaniks were then placed back under the spotlight waiting for the next man or woman to put them on.
Bambi turns and starts the coffee brewing, then exits with a giggle.
To whom it concerns,
These are for emergency use only. Don't try walking in them, unless you're prepared to break a few local taboos. Put them on and become an object of desire. Use them for GOOD only!
The Blaniks were then placed back under the spotlight waiting for the next man or woman to put them on.
Bambi turns and starts the coffee brewing, then exits with a giggle.
Lost in the Forest
Not a problem, oh bearded one!
Nice of you to be concerned over lil' ol me though
I'll try not to raise that emotion as I am made of
smoke & ash & granite & a pinch of water to hold
it all together. Snowing outside..... alot.
Real purty-like.
~scribbles in notepad, leaves tent amid whirling dervish~
Nice of you to be concerned over lil' ol me though
I'll try not to raise that emotion as I am made of
smoke & ash & granite & a pinch of water to hold
it all together. Snowing outside..... alot.
Real purty-like.
~scribbles in notepad, leaves tent amid whirling dervish~
Donita: Everybody must be at church today, Monkey.
Monkey: Woo-Ooo-Ooo-Aaw-Aaw-Aaw!!!!
Donita: Do you want a beer, Monkey?
Monkey: Woo-Ooo-Ooo-Aaw-Aaw-Aaw!!!!
Donita: Hmm, I hope it's okay that I brought you into the Bar.
Monkey: Woo-Ooo-Ooo-Aaw-Aaw-Aaw!!!!
Donita: Well, they let Geekster in here, so it must be okay, right, Monkey?
Monkey: WOO-OOO-OOO-AAW-AAW-AAW!!!! **beats on chest and smiles**
Monkey: Woo-Ooo-Ooo-Aaw-Aaw-Aaw!!!!
Donita: Do you want a beer, Monkey?
Monkey: Woo-Ooo-Ooo-Aaw-Aaw-Aaw!!!!
Donita: Hmm, I hope it's okay that I brought you into the Bar.
Monkey: Woo-Ooo-Ooo-Aaw-Aaw-Aaw!!!!
Donita: Well, they let Geekster in here, so it must be okay, right, Monkey?
Monkey: WOO-OOO-OOO-AAW-AAW-AAW!!!! **beats on chest and smiles**
- buckethead alien
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- Burning Since: 1997
- Location: Wrong Island
- buckethead alien
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**Monkey leans over, bats eyelashes at Buckethead, and plants big monkey lip kisses on his cheek**
Donita: Uh oh, I was afraid of this...
**Monkey pounds down last sip of her 5th Sierra Navada, belches, runs over to jukebox, slips in a quarter**Guns 'N Roses starts blaring out**
Donita: It's her favorite song...reminds her of home...
Welcome to the jungle!!!! We've got fun n' games!!!!
We got everything you want!!!! Honey, we know the names!!!!
**Monkey gets up on bar and starts wiggling her butt, dancing in rhythm to the beats, jumps up, grabs chandelier and starts a-swingin'**
In the jungle!!!!!! Welcome to the jungle!!!
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees!!!!! I wanna watch you bleed!!!
**Monkey is getting out of hand, is swinging back and forth, then flings poo across the room**
Donita: Oh, Fucking-A!!! MONKEY!!! MONKEY!!! Get yer monkey ass down here right NOW!!!!!
Monkey: WOO-OOO-OOO-AAW-AAW-AAW !!!!!!
**Donita grabs drunken Monkey's hand and marches out of the Bar, embarrassed**
Donita: Uh oh, I was afraid of this...
**Monkey pounds down last sip of her 5th Sierra Navada, belches, runs over to jukebox, slips in a quarter**Guns 'N Roses starts blaring out**
Donita: It's her favorite song...reminds her of home...
Welcome to the jungle!!!! We've got fun n' games!!!!
We got everything you want!!!! Honey, we know the names!!!!
**Monkey gets up on bar and starts wiggling her butt, dancing in rhythm to the beats, jumps up, grabs chandelier and starts a-swingin'**
In the jungle!!!!!! Welcome to the jungle!!!
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees!!!!! I wanna watch you bleed!!!
**Monkey is getting out of hand, is swinging back and forth, then flings poo across the room**
Donita: Oh, Fucking-A!!! MONKEY!!! MONKEY!!! Get yer monkey ass down here right NOW!!!!!
Monkey: WOO-OOO-OOO-AAW-AAW-AAW !!!!!!
**Donita grabs drunken Monkey's hand and marches out of the Bar, embarrassed**
- buckethead alien
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- Sandwichman
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It is nice to have had the child at the Aunt and Uncles house lastnight. I had a great time hanging with friends and watching the local stripper contingent trying to dance with their clothes on. I even got to play records lastnight to a very appreciative crowd. It always feels good when you see every hand over their attached bodies and clapping to a tremendous breakdowns that laeve the room filled with cheers and dancing bodies. I drank a good bit but was wise and am not nursing any sort of hangover today. Then woke up today after many vivid vivid dreams around 1pm. Cable man came and discovered where the yard maintenance people cut the cable line clean in half. But two hours later here I am ready to open the bushmills and start an early birthday bender. Tonight it is time for BBQ genuine southern style (This has been certified by all Texas relatives we have taken there, by no means the end all authority but a some what of conisouers). I canot wait to fill my stomach with brisquet and whiskey. So for now I will take an e-drink to get me started. I think I will harken back a month or two and have an Alien Urine Sample.
Jason
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- buckethead alien
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- Sandwichman
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I don't know whether to be scared or joyous. I have seen the damage this woman can inflict.buckethead alien wrote:Happy early birthday J-Dog! I was reading around the 100th page of The Bar thread today and found that it holds up rather well. The GE birthday flogging (Oct. 12) was especially good material. Hang around here and I'll bet she gets the cat o' nine and fur cuffs on you if you play your cards right.
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- Sandwichman
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I didn't expect the Seattle crowd to make it down but if ya ever want to come down just give me a ring and we will make plans.notthat1 wrote:sorry i couldn't make it bro. Please next time put the address with the rest of the info
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- Ranger Genius
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Am I the only one to whom this sounds suspiciously like a marriage proposal? Dibs on Maid of Honor!Sandwichman wrote:if ya ever want to come down just give me a ring and we will make plans.
“We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.”