Owls Pick for best web video:
posted by Bill Fleming at 12:49 PM
Welcome to our living room. You'll find it takes a certain "bonkers" way of thinking about things to hang out here. No one will ever ask you to leave, but you might feel uncomfortable being here if "our tribe don't dig your vibe." The emphasis is on creativity, spontaneity, and improvisation. Most of us know each other here. Many of us are related. We use aliases just for the hell of it.
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I do have to say, that had me laughing out loud. Hilarious.
I love the part when the skeleton cries because there aren't enough tips.
However, I don't know if I can call it funnier than the bear for two reasons:
1. It's rather long, which detracts from the overall hilarity, as every moment is not hysterical, and
2. Owl and I are cyber-fighting right now, so I refuse to side with him at the present time.
Typical Republican attitude.
(eats the owl)
Ugg...this tastes too gamey. Owl meat tastes like it's been huggin' trees.
More than just huggin' Skog. A lot more.
Try the white meat (heh, heh, heh).
I think the Owl wanted this posted to advertise my blog because he LOOOOOOOOOOOVES reading it.
Especially since...in the last 10 entries on my blog, only one has been smoochy with no excuse.
ONLY ONE I SAY!
I think he was referring to the people who comment on your blog. He tries to raise hell over there and he gets ignored.
They're getting better. They're new to this blog world...if they don't know somebody...they freeze.
Treat them like puppies...for now.
ABCD puppies?
LMNO puppies.
OSMR,
CMPN?
BYOB
Ok, I got all of it but the first line... a little help?
"Abie (as in little Abraham) see the puppies?"
i thought you were saying
"hey B (as in me) see the puppies
That would work, especially if I were "The Fonz."
Are you the Fonz?
Can I be Pinky Tuscadero?
Was that her name?
(combing back feathers)
Aaaaaay. Whadda you think, B?
I think they are definatly puppies.
did you see them peeing?
You can be Pinky Cadillac, Skog, as in:
"You may think I’m fooling
For the foolish things I do
You may wonder how come I love you
When you get on my nerves like you do
Well baby, you know you bug me
There ain’t no secret about that
Well come on over here and hug me
And, baby, I’ll spill the facts
Well, honey it ain’t your money
Cause baby I got plenty of that
I love you for your pink cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money on a saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in back of your pink cadillac
Pink cadillac"
Yo, aay, I saw MPN!
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