yes
no
don't know
don't care
who's Rocky?
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Age is a question of mind over matter, if you don't mind, it doesn't matter
Leroy (Satchel) Paige (1906-1982)
Mickey Mouse's girlfriend, Minnie, made her film debut, along with Mickey, in "Steamboat Willie" on November 18, 1928.
That date is recognized as her official birthday.
Let your mind go and your body will follow. – Steve Martin, LA Story
You see that's the problem of childishly putting someone on your 'ignore' list, you can't fully participate in the debate and are asking questions that have already been answered - this makes you look like a right spatula
Worse, is then to ask a question which you know you will not see the answer to and to participate in a thread about someone who's on your ignore list - who, by definition, will be posting in large lunch box like proportions.
In fact I propose to rename the ignore list to the Wuss List in honour of those Wusses that can't stomach a bit of animated debate.
I'm assuming that as your usual forum 'style' is more than a tad ironic, that this post is actually saying the opposite of how it reads.
like flies to wanton boys are we to the gods they kill us for their sport..
I would be interested in co-authoring the first chapter Reverse alphabetical order for authors and 70-30 split royalties
How to win to win friends and influence people
An offline edition for online debate
Shore and Rocky
We could have a group picture of the forumites with a well known psychcoanalyst and follow it up with guest appearances on daytime TV
Outline below Ya interested?
Chapter 1:
Forming norming storming and performing
How this well known series of group dynamics can be shortcutted by SWAS or brief encounters in an online forum.
Paragraph 1 Diana's story:
We never met but the dynamics were powerful. The forum rocked from day to day Posts came in thick and strong Some thing strange but powerful was happening in Ceroc ville and there was nothing we could do about about it...
Paragraph 2 Rocky to write..
Paragraph 3 working it out online...
Chapter 2:
Like Alice in Wonderland, grotesque cartoons and caricatures manifesting all of humanities quirks and foibles thrusted and parried. A rabbit scattered hither and thither,'I'm late, I'm late...' he crowed... but deep inside the machine, evil was lurking. The five pointed star of James rose like a beacon, 'We must make an offering' the crowd chanted and a Smurf was burnt on the alter of self pity. But that was not enough.. somewhere in the distance a violin played and two people locked in an eternal embrace danced with faltering steps...
The dancers of ceroc vile were mesmerised by the vision they saw before them. Disgusted to the core they strained to take their eyes from the images, and break the evil spell. They chanted as one "No more, no more." But the magic of ceroc vile had penetrated even the air they breathed, and they cries of "MORE, more!" were heard for miles around...
Chapter 4:
In the distance Dorothy heard the commotion and hobbled to her door. The stigmata in her foot had grown worse and now it resembled an axe wound... 'I must make the pilgrimage to the Orange city', she announced and packed her bag to make a weekend of it. She was accustomed to talking to herself as people had given up listening to her rantings many years ago - even her dog Tango, had become voluntarily deaf and was also mute because of the exertions she had placed on his little raspy tongue...
She followed the M road, the vibrant blue road from the village - a Stuffolk munchkin waved her off, all 12 fingers shining in the afternoon sun. It was a difficult journey as Tango could only move sideways so she had to gently guide him with the occasional kick in the chocolate box. On her way she happened across Frunco, a sad scruffy man with no brain, no heart and no courage... She did not take kindly to him charging for his company but at least it was someone she could talk at during the long journey ahead.
Suddenly a snoot of monkeys rounded the corner ahead of them. As they mischievously edged towards them they muttered under their breath - it was a strange incantation.. 'It's sounds like Jam', said Dorothy. And she was right, the monkeys were suffering from Jam Addiction. 'But I have no jam!' she squealed. She was momentarily flummoxed and then she had an idea.. as fast as you could say 'step back and give yourselves a MASSIVE round of applause, she grabbed Frunco's plums and tossed them.
Frunco smiled, the monkeys were sated, and although Dorothy's little white gloves were covered in plum juice she was content that disaster had been averted. They continued on their journey... but they had no idea of what awaited them as they moved on down, moved on down the road...
Last edited by Rocky; 15th-April-2007 at 06:47 PM.
im completely lost and bored.
Perhaps i should read it again... hang on.....
Nope, still bored. (Yawn)
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