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first!
In Through the Out Door, great album by Zepplin.
second
LOL
Not even second on this thread. FAIL!!!
Nuh-uh!
Third
No I am God You are God we all are god
only in china
They pulling our legs?
Or are they pushing us around?
They are yanking our chain.
♪ The time to hesitate is, um, apparently not through ♪
Definitely pushing our buttons…are they instigating a pull tax?
We may have to pull some strings to make this work.
While eating chicken salad for lunch. I’ll go get it ready.
*goes to prepare a pullet*
Are you going to tell us how you’re making it, or will it be a pullet surprise?
Hee, that was spullendid!
Well, first you pullverize the chicken…
I was thinking about having a pulled pork sandwich, drenched in BBQ sauce.
Ever ridden the rails in a pullman car?
Are you pulling a fast one on us, Avis?
*squeeze!*
Mmmmm.
*pulls up a chair*
Could it be a pullet for your valentine?
That would be a bitter pull to try and swallow.
push me pull you … ?
I just can’t grasp what’s wrong here.
I’ve lost my handle in life.
Get a hold of yourself.
Yes, get a grip, and seize the day!
*grabs Brewski’s butt*
Oh…you meant…
*nervous laugh*
T-t-touch me babe!!
♪ This is the end! ♫
♪ My friend, your end! ♫
‘No one here gets out alive!’ if you read the instructions..
So I can get out then?
Damn!..didn’t read the small print..
Can’t you see,that I am not afraid?
Grab life by the horns…
Life is … horny?
Not really, though it can be quite thorny…
I’m trying to, Suzie, but my hands keep sliding off!
Those aren’t horns…those are my ears!
*hands Judy some BBQ sauce*
*eyes BBQ sauce suspiciously*
I hope that’s for a better grip and not a better drip…
♫ I put my hand up on your hip
When I grip, you drip, we dip ♫
You’re way ahead and ahead.
LLAMA LLAMA DUCK!!!
Three, Four, Shut the Door!
*shuts the door*
Now what?
Five, six, pick up sticks.
Seven, eight … get laid outside the door.
Nine, ten, repeat as necessary.
s’ok … the doors are closed.
but the windows are open!!
Help!! How does this thing work????
Let me show you. Here, pull my finger!
*pulls Brewski’s finger*
*runs as fast as she can*
Uh oh! You just triggered my spud gun!
*fires potato across room*
Did someone make sure the lid is on the vat of Baconlube?
*looks around the room
*
Why? Bacon grease, potatoes, just add some heat, and it’s all good! Fry them suckers up as fast as Brewski can spew them!
I agree…just let me know when he’s done. I know I need to lose a few pounds, but I would prefer not to melt them off, if you know what I mean… I chose to steer clear of the splatter…
That wasn’t Potato :O
You take a sledgehammer, swing against the glass, and TA-DAA!
Or a crowbar. Go for the stylish Gordon Freeman way of things.
Watch out for the headcrabs!!!
Or, at least, someone who googled.
Pffft! I’ve played the games, of course!
Right on! *High Five*
Do you know who ate all the dounuts?
not lamar, he’s been de-beaked
You could try knocking on the door an ask someone inside to open it..
Trouble is, it might say ‘Push’ on the other side!
This somehow reminded me of a line from the movie Running Scared, which I saw for the first time in years on cable a couple of weeks ago …
“Knock. Knocking works.”
I love that movie!
Now they know how many holds it takes to foil the Albert Pulljols.
Pull-eze……….
………suh-wing open the doors.
We’ll pull through this!
Pull on through to the other side!
Or shall we break on through?
I know you’ll get it someday, I’m pulling for you.
But I’m pulling all this dead weight behind me.
Stop pulling your freinds problems around and have your own life.
You’re right,I must pull away.
I try to get out.
They pull me back in.
Pushy, aren’t they?
*gives Bearly a Pullitzer Prize*
*steals prize*
*Pushes Leila’s buttons until she gives it back*
*surrenders prize*
*Pulls acceptance speech from pocket*
Ahem… I’d like to thank all the little people, like Qwaz and Nightshayde and Jules, and all the big people, like Dragon and Gaynorvader, and all the medium-sized people, like Leila and Brewski and the Admiral and Arthur and Abstract and the Moomin and everyone else in the Cuddle Puddle. You really helped me pull this off!
*applauds and makes a medium sized whistle*
*Didn’t really think he was all that small*
*Considers size of avatar… makes sense*
Yeah! *Mini clapping*
Hey, I am flattered that she called me medium.
I don’t get that IRL.
I’m with ya — I haven’t been called “little” for quite some time.
Heh…I’m about 6′2″ with my boots on. No one’s called me “little” since I was about eleven years old.
*remembers being in the eighth grade and there were fourth graders taller than self*
I grew some in high school. Some.
I was always the tallest in Kindergarten, 1st, 2nd, …. etc through high school. So I have never been called “medium” before!
I have 2 coworkers that are also 6′4″.
*Sigh*
Since my petition for another “Show Your Face Day” was denied, I had to go by avatar/personality size. Those who are clearly human are medium sized compared to Hello Kitty and Qwaz’s little robot. Can I take this opportunity to re-present my petition?
*Holds up petition*
*Smiles winsomely*
Both my male cousins are at least that tall. But they didn’t get it from the side of the family we share. *sigh* I would love to have grown just two more inches!
I totally understood you, Bearly! *squeeze!*
I’m not sure I’m ready for the “show-your-face” thing again just yet, but maybe soon?
Sowwy! Maybe by email?
I’m ok with “little,” Bearly.
And I’m okay with “big”!
*big SQUEEZE*
*escapes in a BMW*
*waves*
Omg…Arthur. I just saw your post on the “racism fail”.
It’s absolutely stunning to me the way people can completely ignore the actual facts of a situation.
*bigsquooshySQUEEZE!*
But, 6′2″ is little for a dragon, isn’t it?
Heh…true. But I’ve been told that my presence isn’t!
Ooooh! I love unwrapping presence!
Even my kid makes fun of me. She can easily rest her arms on my shoulders while standing and she thinks it’s so funny…
I used to hug my Grandma & rest my chin on top of her head.
I miss my Nana.
*wistful sigh*
Hee. My grandma was 6′1″…and she was mean, scary drunk. She had her moments, of course, and I do believe that she really did love me. But I was never, ever comfortable with her.
Why did a mental picture from “Flowers in the Attic” just pop into my head?
*is now terrified*
Aw, I had the most incredible Grandma. On Mom’s side of the family, anyway. Her motto was “There’s always room for more”. She made everyone feel welcome. And she was the greatest cook. And lived right down the road from a Dairy Queen, across from a playground, and next to an old barn with a cornfield in the back. We used to sleep in the attic. Does it get any better than that?
Flowers in the Attic was a far worse book than a movie. Not that the writing style was so bad (not for me, at least, it was the first of any of V.C. Andrews books I ever read). But the book was infinitely creepier!!
All my grandparents died when I was still relatively young. I wasn’t old enough to really connect with any of them.
Two of mine did as well. The other two…well. There wasn’t much of a connection there, unfortunately. I’ve always sorta wanted one of those “cookies in the oven with a big warm hug!” grammas, and a grandpa who doted on me and liked to take me to the circus.
*feels forgotten*
Don’t worry, Judy. We can hang out in this corner.
*squeeze!*
Judy, I don’t know what size you are anymore! I’m sowwy!
*Steps up to microphone*
I’d like to apologize to and thank Judy, Ms B, Lurk, ZA, and all the other failbloggers whose size was difficult to classify. I thank you nonetheless! You are all hugely important to me, and that’s what really matters!
*Squeeze*
*one average, human sized zombie wearing a gigantic smile*
*figures the smile shouldn’t count in the size categorization*
Er… what about after your limbs fall off? And may I say, you seem to have dropped several pounds lately? Looking quite svelte, ZA!
Am I a medium then?
If I’m channeling spirits, I need to prepare the optics.
*pulls Judy into the cuddle-puddle*
*feels ever so much better*
Thanks, !
It’s been so crazy here today, I can’t wait for this workday to be over so I can get my weekend on!
*slips into the cuddle puddle late*
*squeezes Judy and Dragon*
I’ve been busy, too, Judy!
*does a running belly flop into cuddle puddle*
I SO need this! It’s not been a good few weeks for young LCB.
I’m very sorry to hear that, LCB.
*big squeeze*
Thanks! Every little *squeeze* helps. The big ones even more so.
Who’s playing pool boy today? These tense muscles aren’t going to massage themselves, you know.
*brings a pitcher of margaritas*
I don’t have much time, but I’ll play a game. Since you’ve got the rack, I’ll break first.
*chugs pitcher of margaritas, belches daintily*
*Puts punny pool boy’s tip in side pocket.*
Hee! The Admiral is checking out LCB’s rack!
*BIG SQUEEZIES FOR ALL*
*special squeeze for LCB*
DAMMIT!
*takes off failpeeps costume*
Ta-DAH! It’s ME!
{{{{{LCB}}}}}
*squeezes* for all.
Pssst! DW! You forgot to put something on under your costume.
*slips on to something more comfortable*
“Forgot”…?
Um…yeah. Yeah, I “forgot”.
*adds yet another squeeze*
Oh, you guys!
*Friday evening relaxed squeezes*
Pull out.
Please, Michael, the images I get when you say that… they burn my brain.
Actually, you’re reading the back of the sign. It actually says “Llup” which means “Pull” in Stupidese.
I didn’t know you were fluent in Stupidese. I am thinking about taking a class.
It’s a required course for lawyers.
What about politicians?
I think they pick it up automatically…
That’s a genetic talent for politicians.
It’s the trade-in for their brain…seriously, would any of us be able to get by with the stuff they say/pull?
I might.
*hands ZA some leftover brains from the last election*
Here…I don’t know why I saved these…maybe I thought they’d come back and get them…
*nomnomnomnomnomnomnom*
Many thanks!
Anytime! In fact, I’m getting ready to harvest another batch for next year’s elections. Shall I reserve the loot for you? These are guaranteed to be fresher…
拉, though, does in fact mean “pull” in Chinese.
No pbull.
There’s a bull involved here??
What do you expect? We’re in a China shop aren’t we?
*headdesk*
Ow.
No, we haven’t figured how to get in yet!
Congratulations on powering yesterday’s video fail, Mookie.
*belatedly throws confetti*
*wheels in confetti cannon*
*checks to make sure no one will get hurt*
*fires it across room*
Congrats Mookie!
Mookie, you missed your big party yesterday! You powered the 10am fail.
Mookie’s silence means he wants a festivity do over.
Um… I thought Mookie was a she? Have I been wrong all this time?
Noop. Definitely a she.
*squeeze!*
Aw shit!!! I did it again. I will send myself to the usual corner thank you very much.
It’s the entrance to the Jedi academy.
This is not the entrance you are looking for.
*entranced by the Jedi*
You can go about your business. Moove along…
The force is strong with this one.
YEESS…come into the dark side headquarters…What? what do you mean you cant figure out the door…Oh who the hell fuked up the handles?!
“Pull.”
Hmmm. I don’t think that word means what they think it means.
*gives nightshayde a playful push*
Eeeep!
*flails arms wildly*
*falls over backwards*
*tries to explain to her boss that she should be allowed to go home early because of virtual injuries*
Oo! Then you can come over to my house and we can spend the day doing girly things!
Or, you could spend the evening with Dragon.
*giggle*
Dragon — I thought of you last night as I played Bejeweled over and over and over without getting an impressive score.
*squeeze*
Heeeeeee! That game is such a time-suck, it’s ridiculous.
I got a pretty decent score last night! Too bad I didn’t get it before they re-set all the scores. I was trying to take my top spot back from Dragon.
She can be quite beastly at it. I suppose that makes sense, since she is a dragon and all.
Um…no it wasn’t. I used the very phrase I was looking for. Another phrase for it might be “time vampire”, but that definitely wasn’t the one I was looking for.
“girly things”?
Do I want to know what girls do when they do “girly things”? Or is that some secret code that men were never meant to know?
“Guy things” are very straightforward. Drink beer, watch sports, scratch privates, belch, tell off-color jokes, and laugh loudly at them.
I think Brewski is citing Dave Barry’s “Guide to Guys”, wherein he defines the difference between “guys” and “men”.
…I think.
Actually, I wasn’t. I was just mocking the stereotypes of “guy” behavior.
Well, so was Dave Barry, so that works out anyway!
You got that right!
You’re not making any friends.
Ooooh! I get to have a girly weekend in a few weeks. One of the hotels downtown is doing a girls retreat. A whole room dedicated to mani-pedi’s another room filled with chocolate treats! And we get to wear our jammies!!! I’m soooo excited!
That sounds like a lot of fun Ms B.
I would ‘kill’ for a spa day!
I once spent a weekend at a spa with a couple of girlfriends. Massages, jacuzzi, sauna, yoga, mud baths, and the most incredible food….aaaaaaaaaah, bliss.
I am sooooo booking a spa once this whole wedding stuff is done with!!! I am going to need it.
*gives Ms B a Chinese foot massage*
*sighs contentedly*
I’m actually going to a scrapbook camp in a few weeks. We’ll be wearing jammies & eating chocolate — and there will be a couple of professional masseuses. It’s quite girly!
Aw, can velvet and I come along for the fun? We’re both scrapbookers! Where’s it at?
You probably don’t want to know. We could tell you, but then we’d have to kill you … and none of us wants that.
*keeps the “girly things” secrets for the sake of Brewski’s safety*
Well, I dunno about you but in MY house, “girly things” are things like fixing the dryer, playing Scrabble, writing books, cooking gourmet dishes and having loud, raucous political arguments.
*winks and nods knowingly at nightshayde*
Hee hee — I’m in! Of course, I think we’d do a lot more agreeing than arguing with the whole politics thing.
True!!
And speaking of…a friend of mine just sent me this link. I’ve spent the last ten minutes alternating between helpless laughter and utter despair at the stupidity of some people.
Clickie!
*snork!*
Idiots are so entertaining. Now if they’d just stop breeding…
You’d have to hire gene pool lifeguards equipped with a DENIED stamp.
*RIGL*
rofl!!!
How do people like that get by day in day out?
Surprisingly well, it seems. *shrug*
There is a version of this on the VOTE PAGE!!!! Like the 5th or 6th vote page. My computer will not let me vote for it but please, by all means GO VOTE!!
I’ll back you up on that on one condition…that you will hang out on the blog tonight from home instead of at work.
*squeeze!*
My husband’s computer (the one I use more easily at home) is in the shop. I can get on my laptop at home, but it’s not nearly as comfy. *sigh* I really need the Time Warner guy to come set us up for wireless internet.
*squeeze*
I love my wireless network.
*holds wireless network close and sighs contentedly*
Uh…oh…umm…
*strained voice*
Not.So.Tight.
I never get hugs like that anymore
*pout*
Just skeet through the door, Hello Scooty!
Hi!
Hi Scorry!
Sorry.
Hi Stocky!
Sorry.
I’m just not happy with that line.
heh … Scotty
pulledengineered a fast one on meI’m not sure how to handle this situation.
OMG! Ghosts!
I see them too !! Are they dead ?!
Btw, they don’t care about doors
plltthh, having a bad day. can anyone spare a squeeze?
*squeeze*
{{{{{abstract}}}}} (for good measure)
*squeeze* {{{{{nightshayde}}}}} thanks, I really need to get out of my head for a few, but I’m stuck at work right now.
I’ll spare you the indignity of having worms, maggots and decaying organic matter all over you and instead remind you it’s Friday and the weekend is almost here. If you have the chance, try putting on some music soon. That typically works for me.
I tried going to my happy place, but bad stuff stared happening. exactly like Happy Gilmore
*started
*squeeeeeeze x 1,000*
*squeeze* you’re anything but plain
So, who is giving you a hard time? We have a few people here who can take care of them.
oh, no-one really in particular. I have a lot going on right now and I’m having a hard time coping. I’ve been having anxiety attacks regularly. It’s just that one thing that pushes you over. my supervisor just got nasty with me. it’s not too much new, I’m just not in a state to deal with it right now.
Aw…I am so sorry. Easier said than done but remember to breathe and not worry so much. You need to take care of yourself.
I think you should at least let Avis Thwack!/Glare or Dragon FOOOM the snoopervisor. It would make it fun.
{{{{{{abstract}}}}}
I’d be happy to be of assistance. Where exactly on his person would you like the GLOWER directed?
brain..defenitly the brain
Alrighty then!
*ahem*
*straightens shoulders, looks hard in abstract supervisors left ear*
*GLOWERS!*
Oops! I think I went clean through to the other side! I guess there wasn’t much there to begin with!
ROFL!!
*squeeze Avis*
ROFL!!! ha, true true!!
*SQUEEZE*?
…What, you’re not sure?
I’m always worried the other person won’t want it.
*squeeze*hee hee, i just asked for them, thank you for yours
*sneaks up behind Dragon* *squeeze*
*squeeze!*
*squeeze*
?
Will a few smooches do?
*smoochsmoochsmooch*
*smooch* thanks
I don’t know, I may transform into a
*Squeezasaur*
lol, thanks Qwaz. *tries not to run from giant squeeze-lizard* *squeeze*
Looks like this is a good a place as any to start the cuddle puddle!
CANNONBALL!!!!!!!
*squeeze*
*squeeze* that sounds good. i sure need a cuddle right now!
*poses in her virtual rainbow bikini*
*climbs up to the 3m springboard & does a gorgeous back dive into the cuddle puddle*
*rips the entry*
OOoh – that felt good. I hadn’t done that in a while.
*group squeeze*
*holds up a card with 10 on it*
Who can resist, you’re just soooo cute!
Oooh, lovely! No splash at all.
*holds up a card with a big 10 on it*
Jinx!!!
*snork*
*Sigh*
Dragon, Dragon, Dragon… What are we going to do with you?
DRAGON!!! *squeeze!*
That ought to counteract the jinx!
Whew! Thanks, guys, I can talk again.
*goes to get Ms B a Coke*
*glares at the Soviet judge*
He gave me a 2.4!!! Would you please show him the error of his ways, DW?
*FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!*
*whistles in a low pitch*
Wow, nice control there Dragon! You didn’t even get the card!
But the judge is a pile of cinders!
*blows on tip of index finger and rubs knuckles on shirt front*
*cheers wildly for Dragon*
*picks up the unmarred score card from the pile of cinders*
*displays a 10 for DW’s excellent technical skill and artistry*
I generally stay away from most puddles (writing undead bodies in puddles typically bring out the worst in the living:)), but I have to say that was quite an impressive entry.
Actually, I’d like to see the literature produced by such a body!
I can tell my editor skillz are kicking in, I had to look over that comment 3 or 4 times before I noticed where that ‘h’ was supposed to go.
*enters on hoverboard, gliding ever so gracefully to the end of the cuddle puddle*
*disembarks and slides into the middle of the puddle*
Ahhhhh! So much better! Beer me, somebody!
mmmm, beer! here ya go, and one for me! ….ok, two for me!
Beer? *perks* Did someone say beer?
*beers Avis* tasty frothy brew!
Mmmmm! Thanks!
*internal beer detector sounds alarm*
Beer?! Where???
here, here is the beer! *double beers Brewski*
Here you go! *Bar-slide*
Many thankies!
*BIG squeeze*
I’ve discovered that failblog squeezes really work in that situation!
it’s true, you get to see that all these people actualy do care about you. it feels nice. *squeeze* i think i might just make it through this day after all.
*Does the happy dance*
She’s gonna make it, folks!
I just got here, abstract – I hope you can use another squeeze!
*super squeezie hugsies*
eeee!! *squeeze* thanks, i can always use more.
*Just finished framing the cabana*
*Squeeze Abstract*
*Joins what is left of the cuddle puddle.
Ooooh! Our pool will have a cabana? COOL!
Yuppers.
I think it would be okay if today of all days you decide to turn all zombie or whatever it is you do and start nomming on … well, I don’t advocate cannibalism but you get my drift.
*SUPER NOMS NAST SUPERVISOR* *NOM, NOM, NOM* pthee, icky, stupid brains…. noms arm instead. mmm, that tases good!
ahem *NASTY
That icky taste comes from trolls, who tend to have fertilizer in their heads.
Blog ate my last squeeze, so here it comes again.
*squeeze*
*squeeze* thanks for your persistence, Aja!!
I shall pull it… with my mind.
…
Well crap, it won’t open that way. The hinges are on the other side!
Try again.
Once more, with feeling.
With magnets
Maggets?
Maggots? Trust me, they won’t help. Lazy good for nothing infants anyway.
Use the force. To … um … pull the door. Yeah, that’s the ticket.
Or maybe just Picket?
Around here it’s click-it or ticket!
Pull it good. P-Pull it real good.
Bullet?
Sorry, the glass is bpullet proof.
Wow — an earworm I don’t actually mind. Yay, Aja!
Haha. I just sang this song to someone at work, before I saw your comment. So I actually had a pre-earworm.
I know I can make it, if I can just get my foot in the door.
In this case, I’d recommend putting your foot through the door.
In the door, through the door … same thing.
So says the zombie.
he’s ‘door able
Arrgh. I’ve got some packing to do. Headed to the beach tommorrow.
I’ll be back for the later hours. Bye all!
And as for the cuddling, I’m here in spirit.
*squeezes Qwaz’s spirit*
Is it me or does Qwaz sound down about going to the beach?
Sounds like more Mandatory Outside Time, the lucky guy!
He was actually down about having to PREPARE to go to the beach. If there’s one thing I hate about doing things, it’s doing things to get ready to do things.
I’m something of a compulsive list maker, I actually like preparing to do things/ go places.
Only thing I find excessive preparation necessary for is going to the grocery store. Get in, get out.
Lists for me provide order. They organize my thoughts, and that allows me to organize my surroundings. Yeah, it can get a little OCD sometimes, but it never seems to take over.
Avis, my mom was a compulsive list-maker, too! I don’t think I inherited any of that particular propensity, though. But it sure would help!
Dude, like surf’s up. Totally. Have a gnarly time dude!
I hope you get PITCHED man, PITCHED
Yah, and like, don’t be a total grommet and totally wipe out or anything.
It’s the entry to the Midvale School of the Truly Gifted
I thought it was the Xavier Institute.
Um…Avis? You’re looking a little hammy there…
Can’t explain that one.
*looks at hammy*
Perhaps you’d care to enlighten us?
Ummm…
It was like that when I got here?
Uh-huh…
*instigates troubles* sometimes it does happen that way…..
*raises one eyebrow* Oh, really?
really, really!
*sigh*
I suppose it’s the sincerest form of flattery. :p
lol, you know it
*squeeze*
*squeeze*
Hi Abstract! Hi Avis! What’s going on?
Oh, no! Did he try harder?
He who?
What’s so funny?
What’s with all the who he?
And how did all these donkeys get in here??
Woops.
*changes clothes*
um hi, Avis and ummmm… Avis!! not much how are you?
*borrows old clothes*
I may need them for later.
*snork*
*must remember to actually read the names!!*
‘lo everyone. I got an answer from WordPress about the increasing Moderation of comments. They said to contact Failblog, who are the ones who sent me to WordPress.
Failblog has asked that I send them a copy of my next moderated comment. Watch. I won’t get moderated again. Programs hate me.
Anywho the battle continues.
*squeezes all the Avis’s (I really don’t know how to punctuate that one
) *
With all of the little birds about we seem to be all flocked up…again.
Are we having a costume partay!?
Hello *knock knock* anyone home!?
Hey nice piece of glass!
XD
Pull
On What??
Someone has removed the door handles. There is no push plate.
Look again.
Two things about the airshow.
One: a group of planes just went over my moms building (where I am right now) and they flew low enough for me to see the wheels. Clearly. And I’m nearsighted.
Two: I looked low out the window a minute later and looked DOWN on a fighter jet.
*shudders*
They are WAY too close for my comfort!
down, DOWN? down on a jet!?!?! *loses mind* I could never ever deal with that, ever ever!
I thought it was a big deal when I was looking down on a helicopter. That takes the cake!
It was flying out over the lake, but I was 20 something floors up and the lake is only a couple hundred feet away. I don’t want to be in my home looking down on military aircrafts.
I know it’s no consolation, but I work no more than a few hundred yards off one of the local airport runways. I don’t even hear them anymore, but sometimes when I’m outside at the right time I see them. I sometimes wonder if I can hit them with a rock on approach, but always think better of it before trying.
Maybe it would help if I reminded you that they will go away after the show?
That is what is getting me through this. They will go away!
And abstract, yes, down on a jet. A fighter jet at that. Whatever it is it’s either white or yellow. I think it is the show-off version of it’s actual fighting brethren.
Can you get me some autographs Avis.
They could probably hand them to me from the damned planes!
Flu thru autograph.
Issues?
I am just having some brain farts.
i know the feeling. I blame my computer for those.
At least you don’t blame Arthur. Poor guy gets blamed for everything around here.
I’m having a hard time keeping up – somebody’s going down on a jet??
Looking down on a jet!
Oops, my bad.
“How do you know it’s a mail plane?”
Guess the reference.
The Three Amigos. :p
Yes!
Best line in the whole movie.
oooh, just gives me the willies!
In Through the Out Door, great album by Led Zeppelin.
Yes, we read it the first time you posted.
So close to a flawless victory over the firsters.
*gives him a raspberry bereting*
Thanks FB for the bonus fail.
CLICKIE!!!!
I’m off to a concert on the Boston waterfront! Have a great weekend everybody!
Bye Brewski! I’d have responded sooner but Gadot had other ideas.
*sigh* GODOT. Where’s that bukikit?
You’re not hapipy with your post?
Just a gross error in spelling, that’s all. And one I should have known!
On a side note, clickie!! If one is into optic illusions.
Gah! MAKE THEM STOP MOVING!
Hee! Cool, no?
*personally enjoys the “free” “tripindicular” show*
Wait, what?
I just thought it was funny that you misspelled something in your post that tries to make up for misspelling something.
Bukikit, Hapipy.
Bukkit is not misspelled. Gadot should have been Godot. Bukkit is a FailBlog word.
Yeah, but you misspelled bukkit which was funny because it’s ironic.
It looks like “Buhkickit”
Please don’t do that Qwaz. The world is more interesting with you in it, we don’t need you kicking any bukkits.
Ah, That’d make some messes that not even the Shamwow can help.
Would you believe I didn’t even see that? Now I REALLY need the bukkit!
Really? Interesting.
HEY! You guys still here? I feel like I’m the only one in the room.
Judy…
Get out….
No!
Don’t get out! We want you here.
WHOA! That was scary!
Did you hear that, Qwaz? Please tell me you did!
Umm. Hear what?
Was it spooky?
Yeah – it was a disembodied voice, but it looked like YOU!
…
So, what are you up to this fine evening?
*pops in*
I’m here…! Sorta.
Hi, sorta! Saw you had a little trouble maintaining identities earlier. Get that ironed out?
And I’ll be here, but a little later.
Nice to see ya!
I’m here – but only for about 25 more minutes.
Are those regular minutes or work minutes?
*takes deep breath*
I’ve had a trying day. Good to be with you fine folks, even if for a short while.
Regular minutes (unless I find something particularly interesting online while I’m here). The end is in sight!
*hands the Admiral and nightshayde a glass of wine*
*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiips*
Are you daring me to be interesting? :p
Woohoo! It just got VERY interesting! Heehee!
*glug-glug-glug*
*pours another*
Sorry, that first one had to go down fast!
*goofy grin*
AND I have a headstart of you on the wine.
Erm…had. HAD a headstart.
*glug*
Can I pop in here to say “Hi!” before I get booted out of the thread? I mean, if you two are imbibing, I don’t think I want to interrupt anything….
Hee!
*hands Judy a glass of wine*
*pulls Judy close and gives a BIG three-way…*
*SQUEEZE!*
*adds a sneaky and quick squeeze, and skeedaddles*
Well – done a few minutes later than originally planned, but I got something done that I thought would be more difficult than it was (and now I don’t have to do that part on Monday).
Everyone have a great evening! I may or may not get on later from home. I may even have a glass of wine.
I have half a bottle of Riesling that’s calling my name.
*group squeeze*
*Yoinks! Avis back. Hey, we’re trying to have a late-night cuddle puddle here. You’ll KNOW when it’s time to leave.
CANNONBAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!
*PHLUMPHs into the impromptu cuddle-puddle*
Wheeeeeeeee!
*grabs some air…no, that’s the ceiling fan!!*
SOI SOI SOI SOI SOI SOI SOI
Urrk! Oh, ok.
It’s good to have friends!
*slips and slides right on in to the puddle*
I sure could use another glass of wine!
Got lots of housework to do tomorrow, but it ain’t tomorrow yet!!!
Indeed it is, Avis!
*squeezes failfriends!!*
*rofflecopters*
*grins*
Still dealing with friend that needs a sympathetic ear. Not that that is an ordeal. I love her to death and would do almost anything to help her. I just wish I knew what I could do to actually help!
Just being there for her, Avis, is more help than you would know. You are a good friend. Just be there to listen.
Dear GOD this is a long thread! I really think my friend needs more than a sympathetic ear. But I don’t know what to do. To explain, her family is trying to institutionalize her. And I really don’t think that’s the answer.
Chinese also says PULL… epic fail.
Those doors are designed for Magneto.
That is just shameful.
(Directed at asdhflas)
Is this kid acting stupid? If so, thank you for contributing so f***ing much to the community!
If this kid is retarded, you should be punished and and sent to hell! That’s insensitive.
Awww, crap! I always mess up italics!
My advice:
After the video is over and you get other choices for watching, scroll over to “Banned 360 Commercial.” That’s funny stuff.
That [360] was hilarious!
So that’s how you get people to push the door to open it.
Man, is it wasteland time already?
*sighs*
*brings lawn chairs and beer out of SUV*
*Sees giant mutant crab*
*Goes hunting*
Someone said beer???
*pulls up a chair*
Don’t mind if I do!
Hey, do you mind to pass the Hunting Rifle?
We’re gonna have crab puffs tonight!
*Licks lips hungrily*
*passes rifle*
Uh, you hunt crabs with this? Seems a little like….overkill. Why not just trap them?
Bringin Ol’ Painless out of the bag?
“I ain’t got time to bleed.”
*Has a seat… Well out of line of sight of hunting rifle and crab*
Hi guys!
*Hangs up “Gone Fishing” sign*
Here, have a beer while I’m gone.
*peeks head around corner*
Did someone say Beer?
Hope everyone had a nice week, mine was sadly light on FB.
Chani! *squeeze*
Nice to see another friendly face! How’s it going?
Good, you? *Squeeze*
Wonderful!
Wonderful is pretty… Well, wonderful!
Chani! How’s it goin?
Am I an echo?
No, I don’t think you are… Although there is a Disembodied Voice that looks a lot like you around here somewhere…
You’ll never find me…
Qwaz! As good as being at work on a Friday night gets… You?
Ugh! Working on a Friday night – with your job? You actually just made me appreciate being a legal secretary!!!
Hehe! I don’t so much mind. I used to work at our downtown store on Friday nights… There was a scary time.
Although the one time someone tried to rob me was a Monday morning, so go figure.
Nah, out here it’s just drunk soccer moms on their “Girls’ Night Out”. Sometimes I think I’d rather be robbed.
drunk soccer moms – buying sex toys!
Ya made me “lol”!
Ya gotta wonder what their husbands think when they get home!
As good as bein at home on a Friday night gets.
Hey, I call this “relaxing”!
It’s funny, I do too! I used to think home on Friday night was lame, and now dinner is as out as it gets.
After working all day all week, I appreciate a nice, quiet evening. Tomorrow, all the “home work” starts, then on to Sunday, which is just cooking (which I love!) and laundry, then the work week starts again!
I get that. Although I usually try to get all the cleaning done on Friday night or before work on Friday (or make the sweetie do it while I work on Friday) so I don’t have to think about it all weekend.
My schedule is all out of whack since my folks have been out of town (I clean their place and do their laundry).
Sorry I’ve been in and out tonight, combination slow computer, and several phone calls.
No reason to apologize, Avis!
Hey, you two! Nice to see ya!
Is it quiet this evening, Avis? Or are they still practicing? When is the airshow?
Aww, thanks! But seriously my computer has gotten even slower than usual!!
Apparently todays near constant flying today was “practice”. The Offical Air Show starts tomorrow. A friend with a boat suggested there might be room for another to go watch the show from the lake. I am undecided. I think the air show is a waste of resources, but I don’t think the folks that will be PAYING to be on the boat will agree with me.
*ahem*
Official.
Why don’t you go? It’s something different, something to do. You suffered all week listening to the planes, it will be like your reward.
The Pros: I won’t have to buy a “ticket” to go.
The Cons: I will have to bring a substantial amount of beer or wine.
Fundage is limited.
If there’s room, ( i.e. they didn’t sell out their seats) I will probably go.
I enjoy air shows, though I understand why others may not. I have a few friends that are pilots, some ex-military. One flew in air shows. Sadly, I met an historian and frequent air show participant that was killed flying a vintage aircraft.
Well…that’s not good.
I enjoy air shows as well, though I think I’ve only ever seen one or two.
I took a very kewl photo of him and gave him a couple of prints. He wrote me a lovely note, which I still have, and sent one of the prints back signed. The ink isn’t holding up, though. It’s barely legible now.
When I lived in Short Creek, the airport was only two miles up the road, and up the hill. I took my grandson Chris (the same one I wrote about earlier) when he was about 5-6 up to the airport during an airshow. I know he doesn’t remember, but I’ve got some pictures of him standing next to these HUGE airplanes that are priceless! (To me, anyway!)
Funny – I just talked to Chris on-line (he’s 16 now)and he doesn’t even remember the airshow. Sad me…..
I’m sure it made him very happy at the time.
And you have some priceless “Grandma” memories!
I know – - nothing can replace those memories! He does have a lot of memories of the “good old days” at Grandma’s, though. I will always treasure these.
I love airshows! With that preface, everyone plug your ears.
I WANT MY AIRSHOW AT PAINE FIELD BACK DAMMIT!!!!
Ow.
*rubs ear*
*poke*
I sunk your battleship!
*flees*
Gosh! Haven’t played that in ages!
Uh, “B-12″
Nuh-UH!!!! You did not!!! You MISSED!!!!
So..much…pressure to get it right! Uh, uuuh, Z-145! AHHHAAHHAHAHHA! I WON! I WON! I won right?
Put the red peg in, You KNOW I beat you. PUT IN THE PEG!!!
How’d you know? Dammit, I always pick that spot. *Pouts over loss*
Your tactics are flawed.
*Kicks Qwaz gently in the butt*
*Runs away giggling*
ME!
*giggles*
Go, Chani!!!!
Awww…
*Apologetic squeezes*
*Wasn’t-really-that-bummed-but-is-now-even-better squeezes*
Door is OUT OF ORDER! Wait until Monday… Happy WEEKEND Y’ALL! *LOOOONNNNNGGGG SQUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZEEEEEEEEE*
Uh, thanks?
(Try cutting back a little on the coffee, ‘k?)
*Comes back to campfire carrying giant nuclear crab on sled*
*Pushes it off and sits down in lawn chair*
Woo, I’m beat. Who’s gonna cook this thing?
*Throws some more wood on the fire*
We’re low on munitions; remind me to see the Arms Dealer tomorrow.
(Yes, I know. I totally changed the subject back to wasteland.)
Oh, Captain!
I think you may appreciate this video. Well pretty much anyone with sound available might.
Prejudice!! You’re picking on those of us with no sound!! UNFAIR POSTING PRACTICES!!!
You may find it interesting too.
Think of it this way, You can make up what’s being said!
Hold on…
There we go!
Pfft. Halo universe ALWAYS wins.
Only because they haven’t come up against Gordon Freeman.
All he needs is a crowbar. A CROWBAR.
Damn Straight.
Though the Zero-Point Energy Field Manipulator is lots of fun as well. There’s nothing like destroying your enemies with a well fired piece of furniture.
If given a choice I would prefer my own Portal Gun over the Zero Point.
*Note: The previous statement in no way reflects bias for Aperture Science over Black Mesa
Whatever, man. Any one of them would be screwed if they met Pikachu in a dark alley. That little rat would f*** them up.
You guys are such a bunch of geeks! (She said with affection!)
Hey! I
resentresemble that remark!Pffft. Lara Croft would kick all y’all’s asses.
What’s he gonna do? Make their hand stand up?
Uhmm. *Meant HAIR, not HAND*
Not sure what went on there.
Psychokinesis
Watch this one.
Sorry, toots, I don’t eat seafood, therefore, I don’t cook seafood. Nuclear or otherwise.
Here, have a cookie!
*puts gigantic pot of seawater over the campfire to cook the crab*
Great – now I want crab for dinner.
I want a cheezburger.
Oooh, I eat seafood of the non-scaly variety!
*runs and gets the Old Bay*
I also don’t do seafood, but I made a test batch of Bread Pudding tonight, with Butter Rum Sauce.. Help yourself!
Bread… Pudding?
Oh….YUM!!!
*om nom nom*
Bread pudding is great, though difficult to make vegan. I think of it as a fall/winter dessert, though eaten cold I could see it as a summer dish.
I wouldn’t even know how to go about making it without milk & eggs. It’s bread soaked in what’s essentially a sweet custard, & baked.
The milk is easy to replace with soy products. The eggs, well, you can get guilt-free eggs. The egg-replacers won’t cut it.
I agree, although not a vegan, I do appreciate lower fat alternatives to recipes.
But…I still need that butter rum sauce recipe!
See below, I had to run downstairs to get it.
You guys are totally torturing me, yanno. :p
Sowwy.
Hee…! *squeezes*
Interesting AA, I’ll have to try it with soy.
I’d try a soy vanilla creamer, or plain soy milk if you don’t want the flavoring of the creamer to potentially interfere.
The creamer sounds like just the thing. Of course the problem with testing dessert recipes is finding someone to eat it all.
And bringing it to the blog is a problem, why?
I know, not practical. Can’t you take it to work? That’s what I do with all my baking experiments!
Awww, I’m always happy to share with the blog.
I take the bus into work, so bringing in anything other than my lunch is a huge hassle. I usually wait and try out things when I know I’ll be going to a gathering during the weekend.(like the b-day celebration I’m bringing the pudding to)
I do make an exception for our firm’s holiday lunch. I drive downtown and pay for parking since everyone asks for my chocolate mousse.
*sob!*
Don’t sob DW. If I do well riding the bus I can earn a certificate!
*snork!!!*
*seconds that snork*
But thanks to you, I’ll be dreaming of bread pudding with rum butter sauce dipped in chocolate mousse. :p
My dream will involve those desserts, too.
Wow! Another thing I haven’t had in ages – - thanks! I think I’m going to have to demand your recipe for the Butter Rum Sauce…..
It’s actually from an old Bon Appetit magazine. 1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter, 1/2 cup whipping cream, 1/2 cup packed dark brown sugar, Pinch of salt, 2-3 tablespoons dark rum (depending on how much rum you like) Melt the butter, then add everything but the Rum. Bring to a boil until the sugar’s all dissolved, then take off the heat and stir in Rum.
BTW, I always make extra, it’s great on ice cream.
Thanks, Scott! We don’t have dark rum, but do have a bottle of spiced rum bf’s daughter brought back from honeymoon. It’s dark-ish. I will try this!!! Many thanks.
My pleasure.
I can tell you from experience spiced rum works just fine!
*mouth waters….*
Ugh…Could someone give me advice on my links?
It seems they are all awaiting moderation and I just want them to show up.
type it in your comment, but include spaces, like
ht tp/(then the rest)
Sometimes on ICHC, it works if you just leave off teh h t t p entirely (the blog puts it on automatically). Either that, or embed the link (which I’m not going to explain now on my way out the door).
Bye! *quick squeeze*
I agree with Nightshayde. I leave off the h t t p part, and I’ll drop the www, too, if the link works without it. (Test first.) If the link starts with www, the blog engine will detect and form a link.
Well, I’d love to stay here and play Wasteland a bit more, but I’ve got to go exercise. Or play video games. Either one.
It is all about push and pull, give and take.
Kind of like shipping, and order reception.
Hehe!
How’s it going?
Great and you. (Also like the energy, ebb and flow).
*Replaces first “.” with a “?”.*
Alright. Work sucks. Some people are idiots. The usual.
(Also the tides… Rise, fall… Back and forth)
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oh **** so does this page use bbcode or html…?
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Don’t you see the invisable door-handles on the other side?
Only if I close my eyes.
Random comment of the day:
Hey, look, we’re on the guest list!
No, that’s the menu…
Looks like a pretty boring party. I mean, they didn’t even invite the green one!
Well, it’s after midnight, and I’m outta here. Gonna go join my snoring honey.
Talk to you all later! Luv you guys!!!
G’night! Luv right back atcha! *smoochie*
Nighty-night, Judy!
Look how many people are waiting!
Pull to close win.
LMAO))))) it’s a door handle fail)))
XD
Me: How the heck am I supposed to get through this?
Friend: You pull.
Me: T_T BUT… *sighs* you’re even dumber than I am.
Friend: *cries*
It’s…. It’s…. IT’S A TRAAAP!!!
pull thes stickers
LMAO))))) Rolling On the Floor Laughing…….but seriously it’s WTF fail…….. jahid_humanist, you ROCK!!)))
Oh I get it, the handles were not installed on the correct side of the door. The sign says pull, but you CLEARLY can’t because the glass is in the way! Hilarious.
PULL… with the Force of cousre.
Its in a Jedi school…
I agree… they are probably at a harry Potter convention or something
wooow haha this is so funny how can i get in lol
Your web site is beautiful. I wish you continued success.
hahaaaa what makes it funnier is that even the chinese above says pull XD