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I gave up after about day six. My poems were becoming increasingly gloomy as the memories of better days faded into the reality that you guys were indeed gone. I started biting my nails on day 8, and have since gnawed them down to the first knuckle (I hope you appreciate how difficult it is to type). By 3 weeks My Rum and eggs breakfast turned into Rum and Rum. My weight loss had become rather obvious, since my only real nutrition was eating cigarettes washed down with a beer. I would tell someone to do something, Frozen would rescind it and repeat it, drop himself, rescind that, and go sit Indian style in a corner twisting his mustache ends. I would respond by telling Star to take charge while I went to freebase. Realizing my hopeless condition, I turned the job of continuing on without you guys over to Frozen. I should have known this was a bad idea….
Frozen- Knowing that he was now the example, ordered himself to grow his eyebrows back, and then drove himself to the mirror via his handlebar mustache to see if they were obeying. After two days of staring, he drew some on with a sharpie, in an up and down scribble motion. On a positive note, he quit smoking cigarettes, and is actually the one who taught me how to freebase Copenhagen. After about a month, he started grinding his teeth into little fangs. I am not sure where he got the ginder….When his teeth were half gone, and half fang, and the pain of your leaving finally became understood as a permanent thing, he got bad. He would claim innocence for your disappearances and then blame the moderators for stealing you. He collapsed, drooling on himself as he moved his head from side to side, trying to keep a watch on his ears, fearful that they were trying to sneak around his head and cover his eyes.
He turned the forum over to Mimi.
OMG!! Where do you get this stuff from!!! I hope there’s more!!! We can’t leave Frozen drooling all over himself and watching his ears….now if he was watching his chocolate covered elbow or communing with his butt spirit, I’d totally understand!! 😆 😆 😆
“Rum and eggs??”
Eeeewww, I like just the Rum and Rum. Seriously, how do you find time to think up these things…and maybe you should consider seeing someone about it… 😆
Jasmine wrote:“Rum and eggs??”
Eeeewww, I like just the Rum and Rum. Seriously, how do you find time to think up these things…and maybe you should consider seeing someone about it… 😆
Rum and eggs is eggnog without all the junk stuff that gets added to spoil the flavor.(Or are we talking eggs and rum? As in a nice boiled eggy. And rum? That sounds like a pretty weird combination to me.)
The Castle [Dave wrote:“]
Jasmine wrote:“Rum and eggs??”
Eeeewww, I like just the Rum and Rum. Seriously, how do you find time to think up these things…and maybe you should consider seeing someone about it… 😆
Rum and eggs is eggnog without all the junk stuff that gets added to spoil the flavor.(Or are we talking eggs and rum? As in a nice boiled eggy. And rum? That sounds like a pretty weird combination to me.)
Like this whole thread isn’t weird?? 😆 😆
Mimi would not give up the all fours thing. We forced gloves on her, but she kept removing them with her feet. She would also go crazy whenever a telephone rang, thinking it was you. Romeo must have thought it would be funny to play a joke on her and kept crank calling. Romeo has disappeared, too, by the way…Additionally odd, but somehow fitting, she also came to believe that she had a prehensile tail. She would crawl over to a tree, climb up it, and let go, believing that her “tail” would hold her. She would hit the ground wondering why she was not still suspended in air. The solution for this was to crawl over to the tree, and prop herself up against it, upside down, and sway back and forth, looking at the rest of us jealous individuals who were not blessed with a tail.
Mimi was relieved, and Star took over.
The Castle [Dave wrote:“]
But all the Dragons have missing limbs and gaping wounds, as testimony to brutal encounters with uncaring delivery personnel.Thats not OK! 😆
The Castle [Dave wrote:“]
When the UPS driver arrives with a hefty package, we drag him in and refuse to sign for the package until we have checked out the condition of its contents.I am glad I am not the only one to do this.
The Castle [Dave wrote:“]
No-one does anything for hours, except to occasionally walk over to the table as if with the intent of picking up the box to examine it, but the box remains untouched.😆 Ok, now really… who leaves the box untouched? 😆
frozendragon wrote:crap….I see my name mentioned….so now I must read
this might take a while… 😯Are you done yet?
dragonessjade wrote:Those are great stories Ski and Dave. The first one went right over my head, Bipolar.
in my defense I had to come up with a few line story pitch in fifteen minutes based of the health section of the newspaper.
Though the stuff I take my time on comes out even more mindbogglingly twisted and insane, but I’ve had good reaction from most of the people I told about them.
I would help but I am just to tired to get out of bed today~
Engaged to a WeaselBiPolarBear wrote:dragonessjade wrote:Those are great stories Ski and Dave. The first one went right over my head, Bipolar.
in my defense I had to come up with a few line story pitch in fifteen minutes based of the health section of the newspaper.
Though the stuff I take my time on comes out even more mindbogglingly twisted and insane, but I’ve had good reaction from most of the people I told about them.I like the idea. I think its funny! It would be easy to come up with some really off the wall stuff by doing that. 😆
Star refused to get out of the prenatal position. She didn’t really “take over” so much as she was voted in. We would get together as a group and drag her to wherever topic seemed popular. She would reach out a little bit as if to type and then slap her own hand back. “The LEFT leg”, she would say, “THE LEFT LEG!!” She had picked up a comb from the floor, refused to let go of it, and then named it “Pfft”. We couldn’t figure out where the name came from. She used it to comb her hair, the cats hair, the dogs hair, Frozens moustache, and her tongue. And this is (we think) why she started coughing up hairballs. Those were kind of gross too, and she would just hack them up anywhere. No hairball etiquette. Mimi would slip on them, being that she always seemed to be running back and forth looking for missing topics. Eventually Stars eyes started to cross, and her posting double was the final step that forced us to put someone else in charge. “The OTHER left leg”, she would say.
GB took over.
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