Camp Herring

Killbuck · Post by **Killbuck** » Sun Jun 04, 2006 9:14 pm

Golly, I look so svelt! And that complexion.

Barb Wire · Post by **Barb Wire** » Mon Jun 05, 2006 1:39 pm

Killbuck · Post by **Killbuck** » Mon Jun 05, 2006 6:58 pm

Hey, are you kidding? With an image like that- doom is definately RISING!

Rockdad · Post by **Rockdad** » Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:35 pm

Barb Wire wrote:

Now it is getting scary!

Killbuck · Post by **Killbuck** » Tue Jun 06, 2006 5:47 am

EL Wire · Post by **EL Wire** » Wed Jun 07, 2006 1:52 pm

Killbuck makes it pretty advanced for those who are not into photoshop and personal computers.

EL Wire · Post by **EL Wire** » Wed Jun 07, 2006 1:54 pm

Bet he can't do this!

Killbuck · Post by **Killbuck** » Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:04 pm

ah, ya know you are right...

I can't do that.

But....

I CAN.....

DO THIS!

Rockdad · Post by **Rockdad** » Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:35 pm

Damn it Kernul I was just looking for that pic! beat me again

EL Wire · Post by **EL Wire** » Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:48 pm

Kernul Killbuck wrote:ah, ya know you are right...

I can't do that.

But....

I CAN.....

DO THIS!

WOW...eh.... WOW WOW..WAAAOOO!, I must say THAT THAT is impressive!
What happen to my hair?...eh looks kinda cool I guess,
BUT THE TIT Kernul THE TIT! You got to be more careful with those things,
they can do some nasty uncontrollable stuff with your brain and make your mind go wild!

Camp Herring being a nudity free zone and all,
we are able to stay focused and make that Doom Fade!

Lassen Forge · Post by **Lassen Forge** » Wed Jun 07, 2006 9:04 pm

HEY!!!
I get royalties for that shot.
And I don't accept Mackarel Express cards.
bb

Killbuck · Post by **Killbuck** » Wed Jun 07, 2006 9:39 pm

Oh, ah... sorry I changed your face Dahlink.... but HAD to maintain something from the original painting ya know.

Lassen Forge · Post by **Lassen Forge** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 6:41 am

That is quite OK... would look like I am fraternizing with the fishes.

Not to be confused with "sleeping with the fishes"... with concrete bedroom slippers and all. (Thanks to cousin Vito for that one!)

Hmmm... Add to interrogation supply lists washtubs and sacks of concrete. I'm sure someone has a jackhammer at DPW... or not.

Have nice day.
bb

LiveWire · Post by **LiveWire** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 11:49 am

Barb Wire · Post by **Barb Wire** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 12:23 pm

LiveWire wrote:

What's wrong with you, Live Wire??????? Destroying our new victory poster like that!!!

Lassen Forge · Post by **Lassen Forge** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 1:01 pm

But BarbWire, it has such nice element of...

DOOM

about it. Very warming to heart.

I am to applaud LiveWire's effort to embrace annihilating immolation and welcome doom with open arms to camp of Herring.

In service to netting another victory for doom...

bb

Killbuck · Post by **Killbuck** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 1:41 pm

Oh, yes.... the firey one has SO much more "energy"... that other one looks like a.... well.... a Real Estate ad....

banal

LiveWire · Post by **LiveWire** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 2:06 pm

Write, wrote:HA-HA-HA-HA...

theCryptofishist · Post by **theCryptofishist** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 2:51 pm

Bay Bridge Sue wrote:Not to be confused with "sleeping with the fishes"...

Ahem! Wait to be asked instead of just assuming you're welcome!

Lassen Forge · Post by **Lassen Forge** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 3:34 pm

theCryptofishist wrote:
Bay Bridge Sue wrote:Not to be confused with "sleeping with the fishes"...
Ahem! Wait to be asked instead of just assuming you're welcome!

My apologies... was told by Uncle Vladimir and Cousin Boris that was someone to be paid off in AFL/CIO (Amalgamated Fishes Leauge / Crustacieans Interoceanic Organization) and they did to give authorization to have certain of campers claiming to be Herring as Underwater Anchor Inspectors. Will speak to receptionist, Natasha, to request clarification.

Air, er, Water Kisses...
bb

Killbuck · Post by **Killbuck** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 3:39 pm

Say, what WAS that Norwegian thing up there?

Oh, yes, I have a little phun...er...FUN for the masses this eve... to be posted.... audience participation art!!!! Stay tooned.

LiveWire · Post by **LiveWire** » Thu Jun 08, 2006 11:43 pm

Kernul Killbuck wrote:Say, what WAS that Norwegian thing up there?

Nowadays everything is just so sdrawkcab, uhhh, edisdu nwod, uhhh, I mean detrevni, ahhhrg - never seem to get it wright.

Barb Wire · Post by **Barb Wire** » Fri Jun 09, 2006 12:16 am

LiveWire wrote:
Kernul Killbuck wrote:Say, what WAS that Norwegian thing up there?
Nowadays everything is just so sdrawkcab, uhhh, edisdu nwod, uhhh, I mean detrevni, ahhhrg - never seem to get it wright.

You're so thgir...

Rockdad · Post by **Rockdad** » Fri Jun 09, 2006 12:24 am

Ok i'll play - What a fish sounds like when it has a mouthfull of bait!

Killbuck · Post by **Killbuck** » Fri Jun 09, 2006 4:59 am

What did the fish say when he hit the wall?

Dam!

LiveWire · Post by **LiveWire** » Fri Jun 09, 2006 5:17 am

Being in that Mood today...

Elliot · Post by **Elliot** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 1:06 pm

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Click.

(hum, crackle)

Announcer:
Good evening, and welcome to this Special Presentation of Silent Radio.
Tonight’s episode offers a unique glimpse of the inner workings of The World,
as we sit in on several Weekly Staff Meetings in Heaven, where Decisions are
made. God is at the head of the table, having recently returned from vacation,
and near him are J.C., St. Peter, Satan, Odin, Mother Theresa, Tinkerbelle and
other Department Heads and Senior Angels. Down the table we spot the
occasional familiar face in the ranks of Junior Angels, like John Lennon and The
Girl With The Match Sticks. There is joyful activity all around, and in the
background we can see Billy Preston being fitted for his wings while a team of
technicians eagerly set up several pianos and organs for him to play.
Ah, the meeting is about to begin.
Uh-oh... God does not appear happy. What can be the matter?

God:
Dammit, I go to Mars for a precious few centuries of canal-sailing and all Hades
breaks loose while I’m away. Who’s in charge of Earth these days?

Assorted angels (mumbling in surprise):
Earth?...

Angel Fred:
Me, Sir. Sorry, Sir -- bit of imbalance with the Lead Species, the Humans. They
are evolving their ability to get into trouble faster than their ability to get out of it.
Shouldn’t last long.

God:
Jiminy Cricket! This crap has bloody well lasted long enough already.
Inquisitions, crusades, holocausts, two World Wars, and a stubborn intefadah... --
all blamed on me! I want it fixed and I want it fixed now!

Fred:
Uh, Boss, there are eight billion of them and only one of me...

God:
Wrong. NONE of you. Report for Kitchen Duty!

(Angel Fred shuffles out of the room.)

God:
Who’s available?

(No one volunteers, except that Satan clears his throat with obvious expectancy.)

God:
Hell no, Satan, not yet. You got’ta learn patience. How ‘bout you Odin? Not too
much to do in Valhall these days, is there?

Odin:
Thank you, Sire, all is well in Valhall. We drink and eat and belch loudly and...
uh... ride the Valkyries a lot. I’d hate to leave, but sure, I could help you out
down on Earth for a while. Do you have any particular course of action in mind?

God:
A good culling seems to be in order. You may be able to create a Flood out of
this... what is it again... “global warming”.

Odin:
...Didn’t you try that once before, and it didn’t do much good? Noah, wasn’t it --
the boat builder?

God:
You’re right. We may have to switch Lead Species. Who do you suppose we
should try? Forget the Monkeys -- Charlton “Bright Eyes” Heston will muck it up.
How about Wolves? Or Ants or Whales?

Odin:
Ants have sound societies. And Whales are quite cerebral. One of those might
work. Wolves are strong, but a bit temperamental.

God:
Here.
(sound of ruffling of paper and scratching of pen.)
Here is a requisition for Art. I left the species blank. Take a look around down
there and give the Power Of Art to the best candidate.

Odin:
On my way.

[intermission]

Announcer:
A week later, the group reconvenes. God is much happier now, having gotten
his kingdom somewhat back in order.

God:
Hey, Odin... how is Earth? Did you give Art to another species?

Odin:
Not yet, Chief; I found something else of interest. We assumed they were
squabbling mainly over religion as usual, but it turns out there is something else.

God:
Don’t tell me it’s water already -- I gave them plenty!

Odin:
No, although they are sure wasting a lot of water with something they call lawn-
sprinklers, so that fight is coming. But the trouble now is over oil.

God:
Oil? (pauses to think) Oh yes, I remember making oil. By Me, I can fix that!

Announcer:
God gets up and walks to the corner of the room where he keeps his quiver. He
selects a lightning bolt and hurls it at Earth. Instantly, every drop of oil in the
Earth’s crust turns to salt.

[musical interlude]

Announcer:
Another weeks passes and Odin again reports on his progress. God is
downright cheerful today, as he has been... uh... socializing with one of the cuter
Valkyries in Odin’s absence.

God:
Yeeehah! Lemm’e guess: They are NOT fighting over salt? Heh, heh!

Odin:
Hah, hah! Yeah, taking away the oil sure shook things up down there! And the
air is clean again! But the darndest thing is... oil wasn’t the main problem after all.
I should have remembered that it always comes down to this. Now they are
fighting their Third World War over WHOSE GOD turned the oil into salt!

God, Satan, Mother Theresa and everyone else in the room :
HAH HAH HAH!!! (All roaring with laughter)

God:
Yeah, you’ve had it too easy in Valhall, and I figured you ought to see for
yourself what it’s like in the trenches! (snickers to himself) You still have the Art
requisition, right?

Odin:
First thing in the morning, Sir.

[final intermission]

Announcer (facing the audience and looking straight at YOU):
Here we are then, ready for a clever ending and a snappy punch line. Ain’t
gonna happen, folks. Make you own. We wouldn’t want you to turn into a Silent
Radio junkie, the way so many people now are television junkies. Get those brain
cells cracking!
All right, here is Odin’s final report:

God:
Well???

Odin (splendidly cheerful):
I think you’ll like it, Boss! I gave the Gift of Art to... Herring!

God (with joyful laughter in his voice):
Jolly good -- nothing like a bit of good-old-fashioned nepotism to get the gears
of life grinding smoothly! When can we expect their first show?

Odin:
Last week of August. Place in Nevada called Black Rock City.

God:
I’ll be there!

Barb Wire · Post by **Barb Wire** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 1:21 pm

That's a story I really like, Elliot!

And the best thing about it is that it will all come true!

Elliot · Post by **Elliot** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 1:27 pm

.
...will all come true, eh?
Including the stuff with the Valkyries?

Barb Wire · Post by **Barb Wire** » Tue Jun 13, 2006 3:46 am

Off course! Odin will ride the valkyries, and then God will be... eh... socializing with one of the cuter Valkyries in Odin’s absence.

And then, most certainly, in the last week of August in Black Rock City, Odin will give the Gift of Art to... Herring!

Camp Herring

Silent Radio -- Staff Meeting In Heaven