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no it's uLIES!!!
stop bein' a playa, Leilabut … you’re the whinner!!!
*is full of whinny*Oh pooh.
No honey for me, thanks.
♫ I’m just a little black rain cloud. . . ♫
It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn’t use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like “What about lunch?”
Finally she started to act like every winning little girl would do… Annoying
she is too stupid to win, so i think they said she won to make her excited and then laugh when they reveal they were kidding.
Creepy man. Stay away!!!!!!!
*dejectedly reburies self*
No, not you!! Never you.
*tickleTickle*
Haaaaaaa. “stop playin, stop playin wit me”
That is a cute clip, ain’t it?
Whatchoo talkin ’bout, Willis?!
lol ... that's col' man.How would Webster describe the look on her face in a single word?
Oh-come-oh-come-oh-come-on-Emmanuel-Lewis*snork*
Quick squeezies to all! Just dropping by during my lunch “break”. Insane work load right now…
*squeeze*
Have fun at the grindstone!
Yeah…definitely need a break…or beer…or both!
*breaks out a beer for the buttacow*
*breaks a beer and gives it to SuzieQ*
*skaweeze*
Hang in there SuzieQ.
*butterysqueezes*
*transmitte a Squeeze sursum to SuzieQ*
I hope she gets it.
Webster Long?
John Webster?
Miriam Webster?
World Wide Webster?Daniel Webster?
*Whigs out*
Spiderman?*swings thread in a comic direction*
Riddler?
Spins a tale of questionable threads.
Melvin, the superhero guy!
*pulls questionable threads*
Mitchell and Webb ster?
Spud Webb?
Why, I have a mind to shove a tariff so far up your backside…
Whaddafu?!?!
That’s exactly what I was thinking. Now, we have to get this added to the dictionary…somehow.
Vacant.
Wha? I was just playing Tetris in my head and I missed the question.
*drops various shapes of tetris blocks on Ms B*
Watch out!!!
Damn you. Now have have that song stuck in my head.
hopefully it'll distract you from your poor finger *hugs**hugs back*
Thanks it did until I hit it on the side of the work bench.
no pain to pain 0.001ms
Um…who was supposed to bring the other failpeeps to this new one?
Or anybody for that matter.
I’m here!!!
*squeezes*
*looks at watch*
‘Bout time!
Oh yeah, and…
*squeeze!*
Sowwy! My sooty-socks make it difficult to travel without…WAAAUUUGGGHHHH!!!!!!!
*slips and falls on bum*
OMG!!
*helps the bum up and brushes him off*
*gives him a sammich*
I think the blog broke the same time you fell on said bum.
Oh, FINE! Go ahead and blame me for EVERYTHING why don’t you??
*pouts and plays with christmas coal*
*scratches head*
I thought Arthur was to blame for everything.
Heh. Leila likes to blame me for the destructive and corruptive influences on the blog.
(And I NEVER gave Brewski those sedatives…he stole them from my purse, theng-kew-veddy-much! :p )
*Scuttles thread*
That’s right Ms. B, it’s Arthur not Author.
*snork*
I can attest to that, by the way. I was there.
ROFL!!!
No…I do not like to blame you but it would be nice if you shared some of the happy pills.
We can sign a Hold Harmless if you want us to.
No thanks. I’ve seen what those can do to a person.
*bring rolls of white paper for dragon to draw on with christmas coal*
Let’s draw funny pictures of them all, shall we?
Your sooty footies need more coal bell!
*hangs jinglies on stockings with care*
Well…NOW look what you’ve done! You’ve blown my socks clean off my feet!!
*snork*
I spelled my pun wrong.
*erased “cold” and writes “coaled” in the space*
I’ll help you look for them. I brought my own pair you see…I was hoping we could ring out some carols together, you know, bitunimous.
Sounds like anthracite to see.
look what you’ve done to my socks, failpeep
look what you’ve done to my socks, failpeep
you’ve blown my socks off my feet, failpeep
my sooty footies need more coal, bell
look what you’ve done to my socks. …
Sorry, I had to heat up my lunch. I’ll stay after class and make up the time.
What’s for lunch, Santa-star?
FAIL PEEPS ARE NOT FOOD!!!
Oh, you were asking him. Sorry, my bad.
Is in the breakroom.
With Judy and missdiz and their dirty Christmas Carols?
Is the blog broken again?
I think the PTB did some house cleaning.
That was quick.
I hope that is something you dont’s say a lot of…
In bed.
HUH??? WHAT dirty Christmas Carols?
There once was a Santa from Nantucket …
No wait, that’s a dirty Christmas limerick.
Surely you meant a rimmelick?
O look, you shaved!
AND…?
*points to cap*
*at
at to??
bless you.
*just bought a tiny book of dirty limericks for Rooster*
♫Doff we now
our gay apparel♫
Oh, yeah, those….
*skampers up a tree*
Oh,
yay!noes! We’ll have to call the fire department!9 elebenty! Quick we need emergency assistance! Yes! Send them all!
*perks*
Did you order a set of peppermint fermented firemen?
*prepares to faint for the firemen*
*prepares to don fireman costume*
*prepares to don fireman*
Are you sure that’s sanitary?
What? I use Don Dishwashing Detergent.
*prepares to sanitize fireman Don*
Sure! And fun too!
haha. that was really funny
I wasn’t paying attention and only heard the screams. Did she….
How could you let her take the TV Guide?!
Took awhile for it to sink in passed that thick monkey skull.
Like the spelling of “past” through yours?
*pulls hair*
What’s going on ?!?! I can’t do this again!
*sucks thumb*
*doesn’t say whose*
Hold onto your Santa-hat…there’s going to be another deletion soon.
*looks at soggy thumb*
I’m going to get pruney at this rate.
Oooh, oooh, I bet I can guess which one! Did it use the word “sink”?
That’s the very one. The idiot hate-troll will be booted momentarily, so no one respond to the post or we’ll be all broken again!
I am glad I missed the haters.
You must stay, for the lovers.
Speaking of which, Leila gave me five dollars for Christmas, Jules.
*winks saucily*
All you had to do was ask.
Well, I’m a cat now, is that a problem, what with you being a dog and all?
Tis, the season of giving.
AAAACCCCKKKK!!!!
*glugs bottle of Dragon grog to kill the germs*
. O ° 0 O ° o … hic … o 0 ° O o °
Ooooooooooooooooh CRAP!!!!!!!
Ish okay, Leeya, I knows what I’s…doin….zzzzzzzzzzzTHUNK.
Someone, quick!!! How did we sober up Brewski when this happened last time?
I think it involved removing of the pants, or… wait did he do that himself?
She is in a dress, so that’s not going to work.
I guess we could remove di-stress. That might make her feel better.
You should ask permission first.
She’d probably agree and like it, sober or not.
Um…I don’t know. She has to be the one to say.
Ummmm…oh dear.
I’ll bet Judy always thought that the phrase “That’ll put hair on your chest” was just a metaphor. She’s…um…going to be a little suprrised when she wakes up, methinks.
*buttons Judy’s shirt all the way up*
Huh…I think Ms B could have used some grog to help her grow her hair faster.
I want hair on my head, not my…ummm…well, I’ll just pass thank you!
Yeah, I saw what happened to Judy. I don’t blame you for passing.
What if you massaged some into your scalp?
I don’t know if it works that way.
*eyes Ms B’s bald head*
What’ve you got to lose?
Did she get foomed again?
I’m not bald! See, there’s about an inch there!
Avis, the most recent time was actually my own doing. I got a little too crazy with a sparkler.
Oohhh. I see.
*peers at the top of Ms B’s head*
Maybe some Chia™ seed spread would help?
*runsawaywithaquickness*
*considers*
Nah.
:p
*returns with some costume cat ears, whiskers, and tail.*
*wakes up*
Huh…wha…
*finds paws, cat ears, looks around behind…*
AAACCCKKK!!! I’m a cat!!!
Ahem. Some of us
Ohio residentscats can hear you, you know.*crosses arms, taps foot*
*snerk*
What is, “How do you bring the lolcats out of the woodwork?”
I’ll take “Name that Blog” for $800, Alex.
*kittysqueezes*
(Touchè, LCB!)
*squeeze*
Wanna go split a sardine smoothie?
Abso-smurfalutely! Let’s go, puss!
*stares at Judy*
Exactly what is wrong with being a cat? Hmmm?
I seriously doubt Judy has anything against being a cat, but you have to admit it’s kinda surprising when you fall asleep as a drunk Smurfette and wake up a kitteh.
*hides behind ZA*
*nuzzles Judy*
*purrs at Judy*
*isn’t really angry*
She didn’t mean harm. She has nightmares since she is a smurf and Gargamel is always around ready to pounce on her. She is trying to avoid doing the same.
*offers sardines to our friendly cat neighbors*
Nothing is wrong with being a cat! But-b-b-b-b, I’m blue! I didn’t want all you pretty kitties to make fun of me!
This kitteh doesn’t discriminate based on fur color.
*helps Judy remove her paw from her mouth*
I see your Siamese point.And I'm glad you aren't Russian blue to judgment.
*pouts*
*pokes*
*prods*
*pounce*
*plops*
*pops*
*props*
*plots*
*drops*
Oh aye, it’s hard harvestin’ in Win’er.
*crops*
You’d better not do that.
I guess I better not cry, either, huh? And I bet you’re going to tell me why?
Al Roker is comin’ to town.
Damn right you should be afraid.
Ruh Roh!
*passes GS a Scooby snack*
Zoinks!
electricity used at the end
so wat did she won?
…ton?
Fon?
FOO’!!!
Looking back at that post, I have NO idea what I meant. Made sense when I posted it.
^ Foo Man QKung Foo Man Q on a footon eating a wonton?
Eating a ton of what?
*replaces all Quaz’s memory chips with new ones*
*powers him back up and observes*
Now, you make sure to wrap up warmly, Qwazzy-wazzy. I want you to wear these socks, and then these shoes, and then these boots over the shoes, and then wear thisscarf – you know what, we’ll have you wear two for good measure. Okay, and I want you to wear this coat, and these gloves, and then these mittens over the gloves, and this hat…
*throws an enormous pile of clothes at Qwaz*
Stop complaining. We can’t have you catching a nasty virus, now can we?
*discreetly slips a space in between the ‘this’ and the ‘scarf’*
The scream at the end totally makes it a win.
ooooooooooooolllllllllddddddddd!!!!!!! but still funny
If only Ninja was here. He would surely clean this up.
We really don’t need him.
No? Did I miss something?
He was Wildog in disguise. Who was also Kingtroll and a few other trolls as well, I believe. He was the one who tried to be trollish, just for kicks. He ended up seriously offending, well, just about everybody.
I saw the hat avatar the Willdog used to use on here not long ago in red, instead of black. Wonder if he’s working on a reincarnation.
Wouldn’t surprise me at all. He always seems to post under the “wrong” incarnation, so he ends up outing himself. Which is nice, I suppose, saves us the time and trouble.
Another winner on failblog.
True story: In a previous lifetime I was a bank teller in Cleveland, back when Al Roker was the weather guy at one of the local network affiliate stations and a customer at my bank. Very nice, jovial guy — although you had to tell him to quit playin’ with you — but he always wore at least a gallon of stinky cologne.
I caught a whiff of it one day but didn’t see him in the lobby. Turns out he had just been to the drive-up window, around the corner and some distance away from the main teller windows. The bulletproof glass and heavy-duty mechanical metal drawer thingy weren’t enough to keep out the seriously strong stink.
Ew.
That feller's a smeller, says the lolcat-tall-tale-teller.Stop playin’ with me.
*drops ball of shiny yarn*
Must… resist… shiny… yar– *POUNCE*
You’re the WINNER!
STOP PLAYIN’ WITH ME.
*screams*
That’s how he measured wind speed and direction.
Flatulent he was.
I encounter people like that all the time, you can smell them half a mile away. While driving. With the windows rolled up. On the freeway. With cops chasing you.
I always have to wonder what they’re trying to cover up and why the cops don’t start chasing them instead.
*stops dousing perfume on herself*
What? Why are you looking at me like that?
You missed a spot of perfume…riiiiiight there.
Um… *swats BG’s hand* Perfume doesn’t go there!!! I am telling Santa on you!!!!!
LMAO Leila. you tell BG.
Personally, I’d like to hear some more about those previous lives….
Perhaps one time we can get a hypnotist in, on a Friday maybe, and I can re-live some of my past life adventures.
Can’t wait for that show. Where do we get tickets?
UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE
I have an update: According to a co-worker who used to be an NBC Page, by the time he was called up to the majors, Al Roker had learned to ixnay the olognecay. She does confirm his niceguyedness.
And no, I’m not playin’ with you.
For real? and for true?
Oops. Backwardsed my email.
…and for Justice
Did the sound technician die? If not, I think he got permanent hearing damage at 0:30 :/
Real name LOL.
Should have waited till that riddlin kicked in a little more. She was almost docile.
Ok, well I guess some of you are better than me. Open your eyes, be accepting of others no matter what flaws they hold. That’s all I will say. I hope that some of you take my thoughts to heart. Lots of love to you all.
Not better leat. but the same. Are you coming back girl?. Like your web site, very colorful.
Coming back? And thanks…colorful is an interesting way to put it.
I call this a reaction win.
Lol “stop playin’ wit me” THAT”S WHAT SHE SAID!!!!!!!!!! X D
scream is epic
Squeal like a pig… PWIIIEEE
I think this little girl is Aunt Esther re-incarnated. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oB71oiqDPwI
yikes, I used the wrong clip! I didn’t mean anything obscene!
She pisses me off
I’m not buying it. Seemed that she had a feeling she was going to win and had planned that dramatic/shocked reaction. Just didn’t seem authentic to me.
Looks like she didn’t want a win.
(Well I do!)
Yet another repeat submission……isn’t there any new fails out there? This is America, it’s the only thing we’re good at, surely we haven’t run out of Fail just yet?
So let me get this straight: they sit her on a chair all alone in the middle of a set in front of a camera, but the announcement came as a surprise.
Nope. No setup here. TV would never lie to a gullible public, would it?
And you’re all morons for falling for such a transparent ploy, too. Remember that next time you pat yourselves on the back for crapping out yet another feeble attempt at wit (and that includes the indignant retort you’ll pound out with your hooves).
Was that the bottom ‘cuz you said so?
Arghh… bottom “line”. Damn hooves.
Unfortunately I saw the kid make this scene as it happened. The screaming continued for minutes….. Literally. As if she didn’t know she won when they told her to sit alone next to Al. She definitely played up her time before the camera. VERY annoying.
What is she called? Daedra?
Deirdre.
lol, that was cute.
“You… Stop playing with me”
My wife told me that too yesterday
stop playing with me
^__^
that was stupid
The title is really ironic, since the add in the video above had Al in it.
Al Toker.
her reaction is normal for a black chik lol……..