YSaC, Vol. 890: Yabba dabba don’t.
2010 December 28
Flinstone Mobile
Non-steerable flinstone mobile. Would be great to place in your yard for kids to play on. It’s heavy and will need a flat bed to move it to your location. But it’s free!
Contact Georgia at xxx-xxx-xxxx
Flintstones! Meet the Flintstones!
They’re a modern stone age family!
From the town of [redacted]
They put mobiles in their yard for thee.
It’s good for your kids to play upon
If you have a flat bed to put it on
When You Suck at Craigslist ™
There’s a Lacawates valtrus-suka
And French Prudential
And it all seems just fine!
Thanks, Shannon!
That’s very cool and it’s FREE!
Must have.. must have… must have.
*slap to the face*
Sorry, I don’t know what came over me. Still, could you imagine an archeologist digging this thing up 100 years from now?
Today we found this ancient looking automobile. Through extensive forensic reconstruction and comparative social anthropology we have determined that this item indicates that the culture that lived here 2000 years ago had absolutely no taste.
But they did have astonishingly well-developed calves and thighs.
And completely straight roads.
Don’t ask, don’t tell…
No, that’s abolished; it’s “Keep it in, or out of, your pants!”
I’ve tried many times to put the road in my pants but I can never get it to fit.
I get it, you put the road in your pants then ask ladies if they want to go for a drive, right?
*I’ll go to my corner.
Bacontini always ask de ladies if dey want to taste his meat. Dey always run away or season de bacontini wit de super hot pepper spray.
Bacontini no understand why de ladies not want to taste his meat. Is large enough for everyond to enjoy.
And if there were any doubts as to BT’s secret identity…
Bacontini! My love! How nice it is to see you again!
Yabba Dabba Ewww
Thanks for the ear worm, Llama-nun*
*Bees be upon her
Jar of Phlegm
I have a cold and have collected all my disease ridden phlegm. Will certainly get you and your family sick, not to mention it’s entirely disgusting. But it’s FREE!
Taco, I think I have today’s crush on you for this – but keep it away from me, kthanxbi.
So it’s non-steerable but does it have brakes? I never thought about how they would steer that thing before.
Can you imagine trying to do a three-point-turn in that thing?
But it’s obvious how they steer it: there’s a steering wheel.
What?
Yay! Its Izzy!
I see your still having trouble with small homophones, TacoMa.
I did it four you, Isaac.
I thought his name was Issac….
It is, occasionally.
I’saac
Perhaps he’s Apple inclined: iSaac
Isaac! 🙂
Ding Dong! The Isaac’s back! Which Isaac? That Isaac!
Ding Dong! Isaac’s back in town!
Wake up – the pedant’s here, grab a coffee slice, never fear,
Wake up, Isaac’s come back here! He’s back from where the goblins go,
Below – below – below. Yo-ho, let’s open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong’ the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know that Isaac’s back in town!
My sincerest apologies to Harold Arlen. I could care less about E.Y. Harburg, though.
What, Astro, you have no love for a guy who favored the moniker “Yip”?
I apologize to Arlen because he wrote the melody and rhythm, and I fear I may have had to bend the rhythm to make my words fit.
Fair enough!
Just what every little kid wants, a great big heavy … thing just chock full of sharp corners to run into! And it has the added bonus of being able to crush you flat as a Looney Tunes villian without all that troubling “steering” nonsense to get in the way. And it’s FREE!
Tron would love it! Granted, he’s like a little robot set on self destruct, so the opportunity to run himself over with a few tons of ugly lawn ornament would be right up his alley.
What IS it about kids this age?
Thoughts that have gone through Mini’s head: “I think I’ll stand up in my high chair while Mom’s getting me food, and try to get over the back of it!” “I think I’ll climb to the top of the couch, even though I definitely don’t have to balance to not conk my head!” “Hmm, I have toys all over the floor, but way over there is a pair of scissors by Mom…. Hi Mom, I’m coming to cuddle you… psych!”
Tron did a diversional cuddle last night in order to get to TacoMa’am’s bottle of hard cider. Said cider ended up all over the futon and Tron got the pleasure of screaming in his crib for 30 minutes while we cleaned it up. Mostly because his idea of helping is trying to climb into the wet spot in order to taste it.
I got to be the scary, mean parent for the night ’cause I was the one who plopped him in there to get him out of the way. Wouldn’t let me hold him without tossing a fit for the rest of the night.
The most dangerous fascination he has is with the oven. He can hear it open from across the house and immediately wants to play with the heated surfaces. We have to bodily restrain him whenever we’re taking something out of it. Luckily the only times he’s opened it was when it was off, and he promplty got whacked by the door as it opened into him. It’s scared him off of being too curious about opening the door himself.
Geeze! I’m concerned enough about Mini’s propensity to climb (I swear, in less than a year I’ll find him napping on the top of our 7-foot bookcases) but I can’t imagine if he was interested in the oven -_- He’s often very interested in our caffeinated beverages, but when Mr gave him a taste of Mountain Dew in a sippy cup (so wrong!) he screamed at it.
I must have told this story before. But, when my son Alain was 6 years old and got his first pair of glasses, he shortly after jumped off a swing on the high, forward point. Landed pretty much flat on his face. Smooshed glasses for two years and he never complained. He just loved free fall. We looked at a house to rent a year or so later, but it was two stories and had balconys off of every bedroom. There were lots of things wrong with the house, but that balcony thing was a deal breaker. The more Alain tried to convince me he would never do anything like that, the faster I wanted to leave that house. 8)
Well, you have gotten to one of my questions about Spark’s yard art–just what is it made of?
Somehow I doubt Spark von [Redacted] lives next to a quarry and happend to be a hobbist stonemason.
And, Spark’ has pointedly left out a description of just “how much” flatbed trailer to bring (or any minimum length or width–rather important data to have before the borrow/renting).
Were this Flint (or “Flin” in SparkySpell) could be a tonne; limestone would run a ton to 60 stone (20 cwt, a “long” ton); granite could go a couple tons (or any kind).
Instead, this is likely (poorly-done) stucco on rotting plywood or iffy metal lath. Or, if the putative acquiring Sparq’ is particularly unlucky, this could be badly made of mortar mix and sloppy sidewalk concrete (aka “cee-ment”), again on potentially dubious substrate.
Please also note that Spark’ makes no assertion that this rolls at all (only that it does not steer). Flatbed will need to be bigger to bring a tractor or forklift, too.
<sigh> the things one learns to ask ahead of time . . .
Ok, let me double check my list, Cap’n:
-largest flatbed I could find
-forklift
-lots of rope
-HazMat suit
Did I miss anything?
Skittles.
TREIF!
Will M&Ms work instead?
Flamethrower. Chaingun. Railgun. Auto-shotgun. Rods from God.
I’m a violent teen, what do you expect?
You forgot the family atomics*.
*I have accomplished my goal for the day of throwing in a subtle Dune reference.
Oooh, flamethrower, good call.
KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ahhh, but the Rods from God weapons system has all the power of a nuclear warhead, with none of either the political or nuclear fallout.
Plus, it’s in space, and you know, real.
**must.not.summon.rule.34.gnomes.of.evil**
Video camera off to side after talked-into-it neighbor does all the ehavy lifting.
Oh, and you fogot a blue tarp or twelve, lest you wind up on “That’ll Buff Out.”
Evil sweatter gnomes?
Evil frost gnome magesEvil garden gnomes.
<desparately attempting to erase concept of ice-cold ceramic (or cermaic) garden art used as support garment . . . >
Or the adaptain for a Saturday-night movie for SyFy . . .
(and resiting a word beginning in “t” and ending un “ulation” that has nothing to do with tufted birds–but seems to be the sole focus of Saturday night programming on SyFy)
Tumultulation.
That’s a word. Kinda.
It is now. Welcome to the Internet.
Oh, and if you’ve ever seen Cracked make fun of SyFy, you know what the formula is.
Skittles aren’t kosher?
My mind, she is blown. What’s in a Taste of The Rainbow that is verboten?
Skittles are made from people, PEOPLE!
How tragic! They should start work immediately on kosher Skittles, so everyone have the deliciousness of last-five-Skittles-one-of-each-color-all-at-once in their mouth!
Except the chocolate Skittles. If those ever come back, I will kill them with fire.
Taco: Only the green ones.
If the chocolate ones ever come back, I’ll help hand out the flamethrowers. So many levels of wrongness.
Do they still sell the Skittles gum? I don’t see it anymore.
sj – They have gelatin, which is usually not kosher.
Ah, that makes sense. I don’t read the packet that closely before I rip into them.
:crosses Skittles off shopping list, adds M&Ms:
I’m pretty sure M&Ms aren’t kosher either.
EDIT: I checked on this. M&Ms are not kosher due to Corn Syrup and potential peanut traces. Further they use dairy that may not have been prepared according to kosher standards.
The information on the website (I think the design at skittles.com is TERRIBLE, by the way… makes me think of squeeze pages) says that the new fizz’d fruits (or whatever they’re called) is geltain-free… Though I guess they’re probably processed in the same factory; I don’t retain enough information in my brain to remember if that matters. (It’s true. Ask me about the most recent episode of Chuck or Castle or whatnot, and I couldn’t tell you a thing about it. And I watched those episodes this week.)
[kosher corey]
Since you pondered it, yes it does matter.
Generally mass produced candy all share the same machines which are not fully sterilized between uses. This means that any given batch of candy is potentially exposed to other previous batches. From kosher standards, even the possibility that food has been in contact with non-kosher ingredients makes it not kosher.
Not such a huge deal in mass market candy anyway as I’ve been informed by my Kosher colleague that corn syrup is never Kosher.
[/corey]
Wow, skittles.com is really, really annoying. I think I prefer the Time Cube Nut.
Yeah, his site is crazy, but at least the layout is simple and straight forward.
Taco, I don’t know where you heard that about corn syrup, but it is Not Correct. Much mass-market candy is kosher. Most, if not all, Mars products are kosher, which makes me very happy. I can live without Skittle and Altoids as long as most of the chocolate is kosher.
Corn syrup is not allowed on Passover, so some markets get real-sugar Coke every spring. Maybe that’s what you were told about.
It really annoys me that so many candies have gelatin in them. I am a vegetarian and thus gelatin is nasty too me. Frankly it’s nasty in general. If you know what it is made of you will know what I mean. I have to admit I don’t totally understand why you would think Corn Syrup isn’t Kosher. Explain? I have heard that the full sugar coke is sheer awesome Addicted Reader, would you agree?
Also I think that sharks with frickin’ laser beams is left off of Addicted Reader’s list.
This seems slightly relevant to this thread.
Deserving of its possibly awesome tag.
Well up until the part about it being non-steerable anyway. What fun is it if you can’t surprise people at the drive-thru
OT: Glad I didn’t go to work yesterday, it was canceled. In fact when I got there today there was hardly anyone there… they forgot to tell about a dozen of us that the decided to start later today. Ah well.
Damn, it won’t fit! Now I have to rearrange the rusting-boat-hull-sandbox, and the deer-butchering-swing-set.
It’ll look bitchin’ right next to the winter bagel once you get everything organized.
Despite the inability to steer or, I suspect, stop without running into something/running out of momentum, I can’t help thinking this would have been hilarious to have during the blizzard yesterday. Just enlist all friends to push to the top of a hill, and then everyone jumps in for added weight to make the trip downhill through snow faster! Repeat until snow melts/you are arrested/there are no survivors.
It was fun while it lasted.
Makes me think of Calvin and Hobbes.
Me too! Elebenty Doors!!
Probably would have wanted the faux-leopard top in the cartoon that Sparkl’ has ommitted from this rendition, too, in that weather.
No one has yet speculated on the spelling of Flinstone.
Where did the t go? Here are some hypotheses:
1. accidentally stuck in a concrete part while it hardened
2. knocked out of the ad along with common sense
3. never there in the first place: the little pterodactyl that works under the keyboard can’t reach all the way to the t key.
Any other ideas?
Letter gnomes. That’s where all my extra letters and punctuation end up… and come from in the case of unexplained extras.
Lettter gnomes of unusual size? I don’tt tthink tthey existt.
Hey EB, you’ve got a bunch of extra…
Oh, right.
Not to be confused with sweater gnomes.
Not to be confused with sweater muffins.
Well, yes, sweater muffins do not wear those pointy hats.
Or have beards all that often.
Actually, sweater muffins sometimes *do* have pointy hats…
Anyone else feel a chill?
If your sweater muffins have beards, you won’t
getneed pointy hats.If you have fantastic sweater muffins, and your significant other doesn’t seem to appreciate them, you might be his beard.
Wow, I have never heard the term sweater muffins. I am now educated. I will name my muffins now. Blueberry and Chocolate Chip sound good.
It’s obviously a knockoff and Sparky doesn’t want to dally in the possibilities of a lawsuit for copyright infringement.
I’ve got a Rollex for sale. Any takers?
I’ll trade you this Prawda bag for it.
I prefer Very Wang.
What?
You’re missing an adjective, Lara.
Loud?
Sparkly?
Long!
oooo, sparkly sounds awesome Sarajean. Technically I think that would be a sign that he is a vampire though. You know Edward from Twilight has a sparkly one.
It could also mean an ex-wife had some cruel fun with a bedazzler.*
*Yeowch!
Instead of vajazzling, it’s penazzling?
It seems obvious to me that this is totally different family named Flinstone who bought their giant heavy stone car at the same dealership as the Flintsones. That dealership is now out of business because it was demolished after someone took a test drive and tried to return the car to the dealership.
It’s the Russian version of the “Flintstones.”
The Flinstones:
Frederick Flinstone The Great
Vlima Flinstone
Pebbles Republic Flinstone
Barney Ruble
Bettifski Ruble
Baminov Baminov Ruble
In Soviet Russia Flinstone go stone age on you!
You forgot Dinosputin. Bwaaa-waaa-waaa-wa-wa-wa…
The T was eaten by Dino.
Considering predictions of $5/gallon gas by 2012, I say this might become the poor man’s Volt. Screw the kids! Daddy has to get to work!
What’s the point of having kids if they can’t push your car and make the brrrmmm noises?
Because eventually they grow up to be teenagers and want to steal your car keys and make the brrrrmmmm noises all for themselves.
Or get a ringtone that makes the brrrrmmmm sound for them.
Preferably it will be that ringtone that only teenagers can hear.
Hopefully it’s only a phone making a brrrrrrm sound.
That mobile looks awfully heavy. There’s no way I’d hang it over my baby’s crib. What if it fell?
HA! It’s a mobile that isn’t mobile!!
So it’s an immobile mobile?
And is possibly from Mobile.
Stationary in Alabama?
Alabama or California?
…and uses only Mobil gas (when it’s not using vodka).
Alabama, it’s far to redneck to be from California.
“Hey Cletus lets make us a Flinstone car.”
“OK Jim Bob.”
“Shoot Cletus, the steerin’ don’t work.”
“That’s OK Jim Bob, hold my beer and watch this!”
Why did Jim Bob want someone to shoot Cletus?
Wouldn’t *you* want someone to shoot Cletus? And Jim Bob, too, while we’re at it.
Well Cletus and Jim Bob could have a monster truck rally. Or possibly flatten the other cars sitting on cinder blocks in their yard. Or both!!
I can’t look. Is that blue thing near the front wheel the remains of Dino after he got in front of the on-coming mobile?
No, it’s a
traptarp. I wonder what kinds of holiday goodness are lurking under it!It kinda looks to me like the “wheels” are made from rolls of bubble wrap.
Now I really want bubble wrap wheels for my car, way better then cards in your spokes!
I think if it’s Russian, the wheels should be made of cabbage. Or beets.
Or maybe it’s merely rushin’ down the embankment.
All I know for sure is it’s fueled by Vodka.
So was my Uncle Alex.
I used to be…now I am fueled by coffee and ham sammiches.
I think they call that “flex” fuel.
Uncle is “dyadya” in Russian, which causes quizzical looks when introducing one’s Dyadya Alexivitch. (Father is Otets, for the curious)
Barney! I told you you can’t sell me car!
Fred is Irish?
~Faith and begorrah~
Freddie O’Flintstone, I believe.
Ach, top ‘o the morn’ to ye, Mr. Rubble.
Yeah, that’s more Scot. But it’s funny.
I think I’ll pass on kissing the Barney Stone.
Yeah. You might end up in bed rock.
Seriously, this thing is pretty cool. Someone put a lot of work into creating this. Which evokes the question: WHY?
Did they host a Flintstone themed Christmas party? Were they THAT afraid of rising gas prices? Or is this another internet fetish that I am unaware of?
Maybe it goes with the decor in their hollowed out boulder house.
Hold on, let me get the link for that Flintstonemobile slashfic.
Ah!
Here it is!
*Warning*Cute Overload*Warning*
If you ever decide to use your powers for evil, TM, Llamanun (BBUH) help us all.
I’ve considered bloggin for the powers of evil, but then I get bored and play video games instead.
Good to know you are using your powers for indifference rather than evil.
Bacontini tink dat he should subcontract wit de evil.
Maybe evil will bring in de ladies!
The only thing evil about bacon is either no bacon or burnt* bacon.
*Could be burned, but burnt sounds right to me.
Bacontini, you’ve been a very very bad cocktail. I think you need a spanking.
That’s otterly ridiculous!
Awwww.
Darnit, Taco, you’ve awoken the residual effects of my minor obsession with Otters from the age of 8 to the age of 11 and… now…
awwwwww…… they’re so fuzzy!
*coughs*
I mean… uhhh… football! Monster trucks! Massive explosions!
Whistles innocently.
**shakes fist melodramatically**
Darn you, Taco!
Explosions! Guns! Video games! <– Manly side.
Anime! Reading! Puppies! <– Not-so-manly side.
Video Games! Computers! Working with power tools! <- Manly Side
Searching the web for adorable pictures, Cross Stitch, Crochet <- The balance
What’s with your avatar, Astro? I keep thinking of stuff that’s NSFW. Not that I’m into that. I just know a guy who does art for it.
Want to borrow my squirrel costume?
That depends. Why do you have a squirrel costume? For Halloween parties, or….”other”?
yin: flower arrangning
yang: using wakizashi to cut flowers
yin: hand cast vase for flowers
yang: using rival damyio’s burning castle to fire the glass
yin: otter pictures
yang: radioactive mutant ninja otters
It’s my camouflage when I’m stalking in the urban setting.
I also loan it out a lot.
Then…uhhh….NO.
I think anime should moved from the not-so-manly side to the manly side. They don’t draw all those big … eyed schoolgirls for women, you know.
I think Anime, as an entire genre, is fairly gender neutral, myself. It’s like all other cartoons, there’s enough out there that there’s something for just about everyone.
Granted, just like with american TV there is a lot of idealizing. Big breasted girls and strapping lads with *ahem* bulginess abound.
NMN: This avatar is from the first internet forum I joined, a roleplaying site centered around Brian Jacques’s Redwall and the sequels. My character was an otter about the age of 8 or 9 (the same age as myself when I joined it. They had a very efficient system of moderation and regulations to ensure that the website was child safe.) I trace that site as the source of my online alias, my ability to type without looking while never having taken a keyboarding class, and my fascination with HTML and message boards.
At least, I hope you’re referring to this avatar and not my hexagonal one.
Hmmmm…..Good point.
Wait just a damn minute there NMN, Reading is not non-manly. I require a man I date to read. Reading rocks and is sexy.
I met Brian Jacques, Astrognash. He is an awesome storyteller. Did you know he wrote the first Redwall book because he was working at a school for the blind and he started telling stories to the blind children. He really had to paint the picture for the blind kids so his descriptive style developed.
Sadly, Rule 34 has no exceptions so it’s probably all of the above.
This obviously exists because the guy has also build a time machine, and needs to blend in the society when he goes back in time.
Obviously.
But where will Sparky get the 1.21 jiggawatts?
From the big… eyed anime girls. They do plenty of jigga-ling.
Big eyes? I think you typed the wrong word.
Their … eyes are freakishly huge.
Just say it! It’s nothing compared to what we usually talk about.
I always wonder if they’re top heavy with such huge… eyes.
If I had such large…. eyes, I would probably opt for surgery. They can be such a strain on the suspensory ligaments. (teehee, anatomy jokes, I love them!)
But you’d have so many more friends.
Yeah, but what good are friends who will only look at your… eyes?
So, are we going to use “eyes” as a new YSaC meme?
Sweater hams, shoulder knees, and now eyes.
Only if you keep making a big deal about it :-p
And only if Innnnanananannana with her 25 shoulder-knees doesn’t show up.
They might have to fight the shoulder knees for the spot.
Now there’s a fight I’d love to see.
EDIT: ARRGGGGHH EB! GET OUTTA MAH BRAIN!
Ewww, what’s this slimy stuff over here?
oh. OH.
OK, I’m outta here!
NMN, there’s humor in subtlety.
Or at least, *we* think we’re clever.
AR is right.
It’s like that old oospore proverb: “I crack myself up!”
They were making Chocolate & Caramel flavored coffee up in our Cardiology department today. I had to flee the department when the manager offered to pour me a cup.
I HATE herbal tea!
*Sips his Chamomile Lemon Myrtle tea*
10 more days. 10 more days.
What about hot chocolate?
I’m on the fence about hot chocolate since it technically has a small amount of caffeine from the chocolate in it. I’ve thought about it a lot today, though. I’m thinking I may allow it as I do enjoy it as a coffee substitute.
I must have been drinking more coffee this year than previous years. I’ve never before had the cravings as bad as I’ve had today. Every other friggin’ thought is about coffee. I’ve drank 4 full french presses full of herbal tea so far to try to quench the craving.
Meth might help.
A conversation I once had with TacoSis:
TacoSis: Why are you always so friggin happy? (Back before my cynacism squashed my cheeful nature)
Me: I’m high on life! … And crystal meth.
TacoSis: But what about when… wait, what meth?
EDIT: Yes I am aware of the spelling and grammar failures. I was going to correct them, but with sightings of Isaac on the rise I decided to leave them as bait.
I hear helium will get you pretty high.
Cheeful. Cheeful. Chee. Ful. CHEEFUL.
Hmmm….I like it.
“Hi Bob, how are you today?”
“I’m feeling fine Bill, quite cheeful.”
I have often been told I am full of something, but the word “chee” is never mentioned.
Shaving Cream!
I just heard that Benny Hill song today.
“Cheeful”? Sounds more like TM is chai-full <G>
“Chee-it” maybe?
Ch-Ch-Ch-Cheefull?
You need to explore the world of teas. There are some pretty dang awesome ones out there. I am drinking is as a substitute for Coke and Starbucks. I love Starbucks and I can’t recreate the taste. I need to get out my French Press again.
I’d like to take this, but I suspect it may have been used as a prop in “Flinstones(sic) Get Their Rocks Off”* and the squick factor is far too high.
*I have no idea if such a movie exists.
I think Rule 34 says that if it doesn’t already exist, you naming it means it will soon exist.
So it’s like a perverse and twisted puppy? If you give it a name, it’s going to become attached?
Let’s find out:
Sarlacc pr0n!
Dorito pr0n!
Taco Bell Chihuahua pr0n!
Who wants to look for it?
I think I legally, morally, and (for the sake of my eyes and sanity) personally have to place my finger on my nose there.
Also, Dorito pr0n sounds even more boring than
shrimp pr0nflocking slugs.I think you just nominated yourself. Let us know* what you find.
*For the love of the Llamanun (BBUH) don’t tell us.
I’m pretty sure the first and third exist.
The second one might be pushing the premise beyond…
Oh, crap.
I just chose three random things that popped into my head. Kinda:
1) My chihuahua is on the couch (watching me eat),
2) Star Wars Episode 6 (the best one) is on T.V., and
3) There’s an empty bag of doritos on the table.
Edit: At Taco above: AHHHHHHHH!
**reads url of Taco’s link as he hovers over it with his mouse**
I don’t think there are otters at the end of that one, somehow.
Astro, it’s some kind of Asian, but it’s only slightly creepy… More creepy in the wtf-factor, not the nekkid- or sodomy-factor (I typed the url into my phone’s browser, because I’m not sure I wanted that showing up on my work computer’s web history :-p)
And I’m not sure I want the url showing up in the Windows Parental Controls Activity Report.
I clicked it, I’ve seen it in a Cracked article before.
I choose to dwell in ignorance and believe that Taco’s link is just another picture of adorable otters.
Excellent!
The evilness! The cuteness! How nefarious!
Awww … look at the little fangs ♥ Finally, a cute vampire!
“And now, my minions, we shall rise up, and take over the world from the grasp of the sea lions and dolphis! Muahahaha! Awr! Awr! Awr!”
[corey]Otters most certainly do not make seal noises.[/corey]
Also, what’s a dolphis?
It’s a hybrid between a dolphin and a fish. Dolphis. Everyone knows that. And, that’s what sound otters make underwater.
Yup.
I personally find it amazing. I got back into WoW, and all the typing I’ve done here has allowed me to type quickly and grammatically correct (for the most part) in the game. Thanks, guys.
*correctly
; )
Just couldn’t let that go.
You’re welcome.
I think it may have actually been a clever ploy based on the parenthetical directly to the right of it.
Intentional or not, it gets the red pen.
I saw that, and considered not commenting, but what fun is that?
Yup, Astro that’s exactly correct, I meant to do that.
Yup.
NMN learned how to convincingly recover from a typo from me.
*Struts around prowdly*
… crap.
Can one prowl and strut at the same time?
like a balding man with a bad comb-over at last call, yes, yes, one can.
Yes we can can?
***Draws imaginary line in box***
You stay on your side, and I’ll stay on mine. And keep that jar of goo where I can see it.
Smedley, if it gets too uncomfortable in there, pull the emergency hatch and hold your breath.
The box is a dunking booth? I hope this is a worthwhile charity.
It’s the “Educate Future Craigslist Users” charity.
I wonder if you can give this to NPR for their fund raising gimmick. They say they will tow it away for you.
Taco, put down the jar of goo before it gets broken! Punchity Punch Punch~
Smedley, here’s a towel and a Puncity Punch Punch!
G’Night, Bedrock!
Pun City? Where most of my dialogue goes to die? Yippee!
Hey, the Mythbusters could probably find a use for it.
On the other hand, they could probably also build a better one. In a single afternoon. (With a box of scraps.)
(First time poster. *shyly waves at the crazy funny people*)
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madhouseSnark Lounge. Join the present (if you haven’t already, I haven’t checked).Mythbusters are awesome. : D