Giggle snort...
There was this valley, and it was populated by this group of people called the Trids. The Trids led an idyllic life, except for one part. There was a giant, who always walked around and booted the trids off of high places.
One day a Rabbi came to the valley, and hearing of the trids plight, he confronted the giant.
“Why do you kick these Trids?” asked the Rabbi
“Because I feel like it.” replied the Giant
“Then why don’t you kick me as well?” Challenged the Rabbi.
“Silly Rabbi,” laughed the Giant, “kicks are for Trids!”
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Sorry...I was bored and nobody was posting...so I had to do something.
One day a Rabbi came to the valley, and hearing of the trids plight, he confronted the giant.
“Why do you kick these Trids?” asked the Rabbi
“Because I feel like it.” replied the Giant
“Then why don’t you kick me as well?” Challenged the Rabbi.
“Silly Rabbi,” laughed the Giant, “kicks are for Trids!”
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Sorry...I was bored and nobody was posting...so I had to do something.
posted by Sarah at 2:00 PM
20 Comments:
Skoggle: Whatever the hell kind of name that is anyway: Boring Post, Be Original or Be Gone.
I liked it. I had trouble this morning with the blog but it seems to be working.
thank you!
pw: jnuiety
Skoggle is a better name than "Anonymous."
(hugs the pessimist)
...and who's "anyway?"
EYEUQUTY!!
Hey anonymous, who are you to think you can throw somebody off this blog? How'd you like to take a little trip to the woodshed with Old Uncle Owlie?
(Hey Skog, don't hug thar dwarf, hand me the pliers.)
i didn't think anony was very nice to you. do you want me to kick some ass?
Whatever floats your boat!
(hands pliers to Owl)
(hides under the porch with a good view of the woodshed)
Smoke 'em Spinny...
(unless of course you just want them tortured with these dumb rubber pliers...where in the hell did you get these things, Skog?)
Hey Owl... do you remember when I was little and I got a doctor kit for a presant and there were some little blue glasses that hurt like hell when you put them on?
Your plier comment reminded me of those damn things.
Ok, let's make anoymous wear those little glasses for a week, hop around on one leg, and wear really tight starched underwear.
That sounds like a plan.
I got the pliers from the dollar store.
FYI, all...my word verification for this entry is WHOFU.
WHO? F - U!!
(giggle)
"Any Vey" is the cousin of "Oy Vey," Skogg. But "Any Vey" is a mashugina.
Hey Owl, we have a picture of you wearing those little blue glasses in one of the old albums. Pretty funny!
Ethunk,
Can you find the picture, screen it on t-shirt and then sell me the t-shirt?
I pay good money! Top dolla!!
I'm sure I can Skog....and believe me, it's worth top dollar. It's a doozie, in an owlish sort of way.
Is this like...blackmail?
No, it's like...celebrity of the Owl.
WUHJEZ! (I always have the best word verifications!!)
Well, as Mark Twain said: "I've been rich and I've been famous...rich is better."
Yes, but Twain could not have anticipated people ike the Hilton sisters...who are "famously rich."
Write that down.
I think you just did, Skogg (write it down).
Write THAT down. (...or write me up...whatever).
khudiyj (I'm starting to hate to have to do that.)
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