February 05, 2005

• Perhaps the Zogg got to him?
• He's here. Just under a new name and persona. Or so he said. We all need a fresh start, once in a while.
• I'm sure he's lurking around here somewhere. He said he's killing that account and starting fresh. You out there, you old bastard? Clockwork Orang Pendek and Cults Everywhere are a couple of CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNTS!!!
• Seriously, moneyjane, I was just thinking this very thing. And rending. And gnashing. Dear entity formerly known as Nostrildamus (insert bizarre, unpronouncable sigil here): Come out, come out wherever you are!
• Having gone back and read his sign off, I realize that I thought he'd be posting under the same name, just differenly, but that may not be the case. I now have a reason to live. Though, Nostril, if you're reading this, the Nostrildamus icon is unbesmearched. It would give us a sense of continuity if you still used it. And, MCT, those look more like pricks than cunts to me. (Gets out mirror, does lotus position, and checks to make sure.)
• I said it before, but I will say it again. I liked the old Nostril, I don't need some new-fangled Nostril with fancy bells and whistles (no, not even if they be cowbells!) sauntering in here. Hrumpf.
• Yep, after careful perusal, I say "pricks."
• After further consideration, I'd say that pricks are quite fine.
• Yea verily. It hasn't been quite the same since January 26th. I shouldn't be selfish, but I hate it when people take hiatuses/hiati/whateveri. I miss dem. Said it when you bugged out too, MJ.
• monkey-formerly-known-as-nostrildamus I have crawled out of my "barely ever even comments on the mo'filter these days due to busy-ness and actually having work to do" silence to second, third, nth the above comments. I have always greatly appreciated your unique and wonderful voice here, even in its most...challenging? moments. I cannot imagine a new persona that could deliver more insight, amusement and outrage. I hope you will emerge when you feel ready and join us again, as the nostril we all know and love, by whatever name (I am trying to come up with some clever joke here on a nostril by any name smelling as sweet...as sweetly? a nostril by any name smelling the sweetness of his monkey home??? ak! beeswacky I need your help here!!!)
• How come no fucker ever misses me!!!??? Only kidin. look, i'm assuming the guy's got other things on his mind. When he wants to come and play with the monkeys, we'll know. And as if in retribution for my cold-heartedness - i just spilt RED wine whilst typing this. I am a baaad monkey. Have a kitten to make up for it.
• If the hairy bastard doesn't get his ass back to the monkeyhaus damn soon, I say we take up a collection and send moneyjane off to Perth to hunt him down.
• I sent an email to the address in his profile, but he never responded. Sir Grumps-a-lot, we miss you too much. Please come back before I start getting surly just to fill the void.
• agreed. this place needs nostril, that stupid fuck. come out come out wherever you are!
• I am not -- nor have ever been -- in a bread basket.
• Verily? Then can thoust explain thee crumbs on thy vestments, Mister Son of God? Hmmmmm? I thoughteth not.
• I *have* been in a bread basket. But in my defense, I was quite drunk. Nostril should come back and be his old self. But Clockwork Orang Pendek? That fucker can stay away forever, as far as I'm concerned. Goddam miserable S.O.B....
• So, rocket88 is JC? Whoa. I would never have guessed. Please perform a miracle for us so we can cleave to you.
• Nostril is like the caretaker here. Everyday (sometimes more) he finds something to FPP (or used to, until recently). He has put a lot of work into this community, and it hasn't gone unnoticed. Heck, part of my routine when I get here is to hunt out his FPP for the day, to reassure myself that he's still tending to us. I'd like to see him back.
• Maybe Nostril's building the mystery. You know, pulling a Pynchon, or a Salinger. If he stays away, may the legend grow, as it did for those two.
• I miss the ol'schnozze :( I'd even be willing to knit him some warm green socks if he'd come back. MonkeyFilter: We all need a fresh start, once in a while. MonkeyFilter: Come out, come out wherever you are! MonkeyFilter: I am a baaad monkey. MonkeyFilter: I thoughteth not.
• Monkeyfilter: We can cleave to you.
• *stands on crate* *pulls out cardboard sign* NOSTRIL COME BAAAAAACK! That is all.
• .
• Alnedra: That's the worst cardboard sign ever. Never post again. Now send me money.
• Nossie, come home!
• I'm hung over and at work. Say something clever to distract me from the suffering.
• "Something clever" Now get to work.
• If the hairy bastard doesn't get his ass back to the monkeyhaus damn soon, I say we take up a collection and send moneyjane off to Perth to hunt him down. If that's how we're going to start operating, then I am leaving right now, and I am NEVER COMING BACK EVER!
• Come back Nostril. Please. Oh, and MiddleClassTool: I don't think the end result of moneyJane finding you would be all that bad =).
• It's good to take vacations sometimes. Whenever you're ready, though, come on back Nostril.
• That's the worst cardboard sign ever. Never post again. Damn. I knew that celery brush was too limp.
• *makes second attempt to arouse GramMa's sympathy with big, sad puppy eyes*
• Will someone link to the post of Nostrildamus signing off? I like to read it.
• Here's the link: *sniff*
• I miss him too guys...but perhaps, just perhaps, he doesn't want to come back as nostril? I got the impression that was the case. If I'm wrong, please come back nostril.
• every time I lift a beer or watch a bird or stumble over something green or wonder what luck is and isn't -- each time I see a goddamn sock for pity's sake I start thinking of the friend who isn't here and having sprung to mind youi image always goes away keeps leaving me with these sudden hollow places where I was sure you used to be so I keep knitting your words back into my life re-reading old threads and comforting myself with the thought he said he'd be back and he's a man of his word sometimes friendships are absurd yet simple as missing a man or a bird
• Hear, hear, bees. We misses you Nostril.
• * head explodes* sigh. It's just not the same without you.
• you sick fucks.
• Nostril saved my life once. He carried me and my mother out of the DMZ, under heavy fire from the Serbian infantry, across a hellish acre of barbed wire and mud. Then stupid me, I got my foot stuck in a foxhole and lost a shoe. I was ready to abandon it. But Nostril wasn't having any of that. Do you think your shoe would leave *you* behind, he screamed. I felt an enormous abyss of guilt. You mean if the shoe was on the other foot, i whispered shamefacedly. He looked at me without answering with infinite deep sadness. He spent an hour sifting through the mud before finally catching a glimpse of a soiled shoelace. When i think about it today, i still tear up. Without him, i'd be walking around with only one shoe. Come back, Nostril.
• And you gotta hear the one about Wedge.
• Nostril came to work on my mom's homestead. He was real brave and fought off the cattle ranchers trying to steal our land. Nostril! Nostril! Come back!
• Lovely, Bees, just lovely. If Nostril can ignore that, then he is not the fine, tender-hearted gentleman I know and love. *wacks MCT with newspaper BAD TOOL!
• GramMa's whackin' tool.
• This one time, when I was running away from the bad guy through an underground parking lot in terribly sexy yet awfully impractical high heels and fell, and then could do nothing but beat feebly on the chest of the bad guy while he laughed mockingly, Nostril showed up in the nick of time and fucked his shit up good.
• GramMa's whackin' tool. that could only be sexy on monkeyfilter
• Unca Nostril keeps the bogeys outta my bedroom at night. He does! *sucks thumb*
• If he's not Nostril and has a new account, I'm still sorting through all the new accounts that started up while I was away, so he may not be able to post yet. *shamefaced*
• *gawks at tracicle*
• It's done now!
• when nostril accompanied me on my first expedition into the depths of the amazonian rain forest, I was brutally attacked by a gang of giant hairy flesh-eating tarantulas (shudder). nostril fought off the eightlegged beasties, yet without causing serious harm to any of them. He saved me and saved our expedition! thank you nostrildamus.
• Once i was at a party, and the host only had a six-pack of Old Milwaukee and three half-smoked cigarette butts, and a CD collection consisting solely of Kenny G and NKOTB. Then Nostil arrived, turned the beer and cigarettes into a 400 bottles of Cristal and a half pound of kind Humboldt, then set up his DJ equipment and turned the party into a dub-alicious dream.
• This one time, at band camp....
• resists urge to start random "I <3 MEDUSA" thread
• Last weekend Nostrildamus cooked a delectable seven-course meal for all my friends and relatives. He cleaned the kitchen, too. Afterwards he loaded everyone into a midnight blue double-decker bus and drove us to Le Club KitKat for cocktails and dancing. He charmed the ladies with his gallantry, and made the old folks feel young again with his debonair wit. When we departed at dawn, he left a very generous tip.
• I knew Nostrildamus when he was but a twig of a lad. He was a sterling child, quite sterling. Even though I was only about 40 at the time, he would insist on escorting me across busy streets when we'd meet at a corner. Ah, the uplifting discussions we had, and the pleasant jokes he told! I would always give him a small tip when we got to the other side. I'm convinced that that is the origin of his "Now, send me money!" quips. I taught him a lot during those brief moments. It's good to see that he has not forgot my instructions. Though, I must admit that I'm utterly lost as to where "You sick fucks!" came from.
• I think I know ... this weird thing happened where people started turning into shuffling, brain-eating zombies. Nostril and I and a few others had taken refuge in a mall. Well, finally the zombies figured out where we were. As the rest of us cowared in a corner, screaming and getting bitten, Nostril kept blasting away with his shotgun, screaming "you sick fucks!!!" Nostril was very kind and didn't kill me when I turned into a zombie.
• Who built the pyramids? NOSTRIL! Who built Stonehenge? NOSTRIL! Yeah, man you see guys walking down the street pushing shopping carts and you think they're talking to Allah, they're talking to themselves. Man, no they're talking to NOSTRIL! NOSTRIL! NOSTRIL! You know what's going on in that Bermuda Triangle? Down in the Bermuda Triangle Nostril needs boats. Nostril needs boats. Nostril Nostril Nostril Nostril Nostril Nostril Nostril needs boats. Aahh! The Sailing Nostril! Captain Nostril! Commodore Nostril it is.
• ...And down by Kosciusko, where the pine-clad ridges raise their torn and rugged battlements on high, Where the air is clear as crystal, and the white stars fairly blaze At midnight in the cold and frosty sky, And where around the Overflow the reedbeds sweep and sway To the breezes, and the rolling plains are wide, The man called Nostrildamus is a household word to-day, And the stockmen tell the story of his ride. apologies to Banjo Patterson
• I think Nostril just needs a break from Monkeyfilter. I did awhile ago. Just give him his space and he will come back.
• Sullivan: ojala que si!
• ojala que si Path, are you saying, "I would hope that be"
• shinything wins.
• No, it's "I pray that it's so." Spanish is the only language I claim to pray in.
• Comes from the Arabic 'inshallah' or 'If God wills it' courtesy of the Islamic Moor's conquering of Spain. To me, the 'j' sound sounds quite similar to some sounds in Arabic.
• I don't know who you guys are talking about, but I was talking about Nostril, that cranky, miserable, foul-mouthed, impatient .... Oh, is this the I <3 Nostril thread? Unnnnnnnaaahh ... OK. Me2
• I'm utterly lost as to where "You sick fucks!" came from. I came from the suburbs.
• I come from haunts of coot and fern...
• i really miss coot.
• Actually, I really hate it when people leave. It probably don't surprise you none that I think of you all as really demented cartoon characters, like a talking fishstick or an angry bottle of hair mousse. Myself, I'm actually a fingernail clipping from some Belgian guy called - I don't know, Maurice or something. Whatever. But, when people leave, a little part of me - something deep inside - dies. Not something really important, like my penis or my amazing hipster goatee, just something small and weird like my spleen, or my bile duct or something. Then I get depressed and hit the hooch. Yeah, I don't get out much, you know? I don't have real friends and I ain't into sports or nothing like that. I just have these weird, involved fantasies where we all go out to lunch, only the diner won't let us eat there because - let's face facts - no self respecting eating establishment is going to serve a fingernail and some hair mousse, let alone a giant walking nose that predicts the future. And that's what Nostril meant to me - I hope he comes back. I really do, man.
• NOSTRIL, WHERE ARE YOU?
• What was that? Where'd my comment in huge letters go??? NOSTRIL, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE COME BACK, YOU SICK FUCK. WE WILL SEND YOU MONEY.
• I say we all open a bar together. Then we could get a house, and we could all live together forever! Except petebest. He smells funny.
• Hooray! The part of me will be played by those delightfully cheeky Olsen twins and some asparagus wrapped in foil.
• While Nostrildamus and I disagreed on damn near every topic under the sun, he was (and is) a gentlemen who has proved that he can debate vigoruously without rancor, is a staunch defender of his beliefs and point of view, and Mofi was richer for his presence and participation. I sincerely hope that he returns, or has already, and I wish him all the best in the interim.
• I say we all open a bar together. Then we could get a house, and we could all live together forever! Except petebest. He smells funny. MCT: How could you! Remember, the ever-sensitive Nostril was not offended by Pete's loathsome inoffensive stench fragrance. Should we not be as accepting? of course it WOULD help if he'd wear pants I hereby dedicate these taglines to our Nostril: MonkeyFilter: Say something clever to distract me from the suffering. MonkeyFilter: Yeah, I don't get out much, you know? MonkeyFilter: I don't have real friends ....
• I don't. Don't mock us.
• I agree with the quid. When someone disappears that I feel sorta connected to I wonder why and feel sad. The net may be a new connection, in society, but it is very real and people will feel the same emotions as with any other personal connection they have and have developed feelings for. I've always admired nostril's brash bad-boy spirit which served to accentuate his intellect. Although if he's lurking his ego is going to be unsufferable pretty soon. Beware.
• Heck I leave this site every day and you don't see a bigass thread talkin about how great I am. . . . wait, that doesn't sound good . . y'know for me. *sniffs self*
• Hell, just a couple of weeks ago I was going to throw in the towel on this site due to what I saw as an overwhelming amount of frat boy fark type posts, and Nostril implored me to stay. Nostril-dude, I thought we were brothers of "the hero chin"? What the fuck?
• He's on walkabout. *shrug*
• Three days have passed. Has He risen?
• Then they came unto the tomb and saw an Angel of THE LORD with hawthorn wings standing there, and he said unto them: "Do you seek the Son of Man? I think he went out for a pizza or something". And yay verily they said unto him "oh right well he owes me fifty bucks" and the Angel of THE LORD answered "yeah OK i'll pass that on".
• Still no sign of land. How long is it?
• That's a rather personal question, sir!
• Jesus, so much for a guy wanting to change. The man thought long and hard about his life and decided that part of him was gone. If yall really liked him, you'd understand and encourage him. If you love someone, let them go, they'll come back to you. I mean, I hate being a killjoy as much as the next guy, but put yourself in his shoes for a minute. This was a choice of his that involved sweeping change. He went ahead and made those changes, and here we are, a few weeks later, and you guys are all testing his will. I can only imagine what you'll all do when I quit smoking on Saturday. Sorry, let the big in-party continue, but to Nostril I say, if this is genuine, and not a setup, (as others have proposed) congratulations on your resolve. We should all be proud and long to have your strong will.
• Fuck that dude I want my freakozoid back
• man, this is not the site to read right before I head for bed. cue: dreams where nostril comes back and there's a new thread about a big orgy of all the folks in the picture threads. wait, I guess that sounds like the LA meetups. carry on with your pantsless selves!
• damn, I mean sockless.
• planetfour: I don't think anyone's discouraging a change, if that's really what he wants to do. But if he's just being too hard on himself, we're letting him know that it's ok to be the old Nostril, and that we all love him for who he is. And why would you want to quit smoking? It's so cool. Whatsa matter, won't your mommy let you smoke? C'mon!!
• Quid, you forfieted your freakazoid for a reason - and don't tell me you don't remember dressing up in the frog costume and pouring sugar on that cop while singing "Chapel of Love", because that picture the newspapers took of it is on your T-shirt.
• Ooooooooo! My parents are in St. Tropez. So we're totally having an in-party. And it's big. Check it - I'm using the same caterers JLo does. Omigod...who invited Hilary Duff? You know Lindsay Lohan is going to get all drunk and messy and want to fight tha bitch. And if anything like rilly rilly expensive gets broken, my parents are going to fucking ground me and shit and I will be totally pissed. Oh yeah...tell Tara Reid that blowing the waiters in the pool house is so um...like...tacky?
• ok i take it back about the freakazoid.
• All this talk about a member's decision is making me dizzy
• Ditto what planetfour said.
• If you've been following this thread closely, you'll no doubt have noticed the connection with this. This is a big monkey hoot, not a Stalinist directive. Man, I don't see even one dancing bear. What kind of half-assed in-party is this?
• Shall I put a lampshade on my head?
• When does the Bobbing for Smoked Oysters begin?
• Just after the no-pants dancing.
• Way to run with the in party thing. I just blurted it out, if I've inadvertantly created a nonsensical meme, so be it. Thanks for the cohesive conversation Koko (and I'll quit smoking whether YOU like it or not!). What I meant by my random phrase was the need to actually be knowledgeable in meta-conversation in order to actually contribute, and be chastised when not. The dizzy comment is not without merit. I believe that's what happens so often here. I love a lot of you monkeys, but the conversation is often a little to clique-y for me. Thanks to the primate who pointed out the MoneyJane thread. You miss a thread, you step in a pile of freshly flung poo. Not that I hold it against any of you, I practice the best defense I can, and I believe at all possible. Restraint. However, when one monkey is broken down for his decision to practice this right, I believe you're doing a disservice to one of your own. After all, the only one who can really judge whether or not he's being too hard on himself is him, after all. Oh, and sorry I hadn't responded earlier, for some reason the updates didn't appear in my "recent comments" sidebar.
• hilarious. I guess thanks to you, moneyjane, about your own thread.
• Dude...if you just put on an ironed shirt and a decent thousand yard stare, I'll make sure the bouncers let you in this time. Crap. We're running low on roofies and Silly String.
• A party? Really? Sounds good to me. moneyjane, I just went and bought a big bottle of Frencg white wine since "France oo La La" is the theme at the liquor store this month. *opens bottle* let's go...how many glasses? Do I have to get more?
• Ironed shirt moneyjane? Apparently you missed my post in the meetup thread
• We'll just pass the bottle dxlifer. *snif* Nosey would have wanted it this way. *Chug*
• Wine, you say? I suggest we pour it slowly on the delicious supine bodies of various monkey-boys and snort it through Crazy Cock Straws.
• *wipes brow* I'm back - with my best glasses to tipple the wine from and some elegant cocktail glasses for others. to tipple from. *grabs a very long straw from moneyjane* ahh...Kressman's. Any other choices from our Provincial Liquor Control Board store?
• Does anyone have an extra waiter's outfit? I want to go hang out in the poolhouse, tacky or not.
• Where's the bathroom?
• Good luck quitting smoking, planetfour, I quit over a year ago and you can too! Go brave monkey go!
• **opens shopping bag** Okaaaay... here's another couple bottles of wine, some chocolate cake, bananas, a waiter's uniform, and some silly string. Watch out on that, I think it's the old flammable kind. Keep it away from the candles on the cake, or we'll have silly flames! Did I get everything we needed from the store?
• OK, who ordered the 14 large anchovy and banana pizzas? And what the hell are the bonobos doing in the neighbor's hot tub?
• What Koko said, planetfour: Good luck quitting. I, too, exorcised the demon nicotine, 15 months ago. It *can* be done. Just, if you fall off the wagon, stand up, brush yourself off, and climb right back on it. Also, in terms of the Nostril stuff, folks're just having fun. Not trying to play more-inside-than-thou, though it can certainly feel that way if you're new to the conversation. And really it's about showing Nostril the love -- half the people here have been viciously lambasted by the guy at some point, but still they enjoy his input. That's all they're trying to say. Now, I'd like a slice of that anchovy 'n' banana pizza, por favor!
• i still got some tequila left over from the chilli party... anyone? anyone? *crickets*
• p7 - I'd gotten that lovely, lardy thread. Must... resist.....
• forgotten
• Hey, Planetfour, don't be a killjoy. Let me give you a light. *bends over, applys lighter to matches under shoe *waves lighter overhead, begins chanting fish song Seriously, P4, stay strong
• I quit too, years ago, and the way I did it was by not 'trying to quit', but rather by changing my identity to 'being a non-smoker'. The difference being one is someone hesitantly stepping into the unknown, while the other has already kicked its ass. Fake it 'til you make it. Also, stay off the booze and caffeine; they will both give you nasty nic fits. Hmmm. I seem to change identities like y'all change your underwear; two, maybe even three times a year. I am one crazy tomato.
• haha! path - best. unintentional. tagline. ever. Monkeyfilter: Must... resist... forgotten
• who's cock-shaped bong is this? I ordered the banana calzone, is it in there?
• Thanks for all the support. Party on, monkeys. Sorry to be a killjoy. Many have had recent bouts where the comments have overwhelmed them, I guess it was just my time. Oh, and the cock-bong, ummm... pass it over here... I need some nicotene replacement.
• Don't bogart that cock-bong, my friend. Pass it on over here.
• So, two monkeys are in the bath. One says to the other 'oo, oo, oo, oo'. The other one replies: 'If it's too hot, put some more cold water in'. /where's Daisy_May?
• She's at Euro-Dollywood. That's in Alabama! /Simpsons
• ride a cock-bong like Hopalong Cassidy -- plenty of grass had he and wondrously strong it ruined his gravity filled him with levity he declared amnesty that was a travesty the bad guys all bowed as he had them hoosegowed
• . . . oh bees, with your poetic wackery!
• A long strong sing-song dong bong from the Mekong.
• Who put the cockbong in the mashed potatoes??
• Same somnabitch who put the bop in the bop shoo bop shoo wop, ah reckon. Ah hates spuds in mah cockbong - it just ain't right, and I'll draw on anybody sez it is.
• you're going to sit there and tell me that you honestly prefer shoo shoo wop? some people!
• "cockbong" registered as username in 5 . . .4 . . . 3 . . .
• *slumps onto couch. Attempts to place down beer and watch no-pants-dancing at the same time. Drops. Bends down. Finds solitary green sock under couch..*
• Well this has certainly devolved into a tacky, tasteless, and embarrassingly degenerate free-for-all. Nostril would have had so much to contribute! *sighs *puts bowl of 'taters on Pete's head
• *licks taters* mmm, buttery!
• Well! I simply don't believe this. I go and spend all day cooking up treats for this nice little party, and when I come back, pete has lost his underwear again! Feddora is making like a peeper and... And BlueHorse is throwing food! / This is turning into an orgy. Now I suppose no one is going to want any of these delicately seasoned fishcakes I made. There's about twenty pounds of them, light but substantial, crispy golden on the outside and full of extras to make them extra good for maintaining debauched systems. Everyone help themselves, please and I shall return with more wine.
• UNDERAGE DRINKING UP IN HERRE!!!GLUGLUGLUGLUGLUGLUG sloooooowly backs out
• Now I suppose no one is going to want any of these delicately seasoned fishcakes I made. *glances nervously at fish tick*
• btw, anyone up for magic brownies?
• mmmm, yum? got any space cake, muffpub? (ps sorry i missed you on #mofirc last night)
• s'alright, muffpub- I presume dx has liberated the ticks prior to the cooking process. Recommend you keep away from the brownies until the school year's over. Hmph. /Maternal rant
• Well, this is all very dignified. Now, I'm not leaving until I see some ass.
• I'm only upteen billion days late. Hope you come back as Nostril or as whoever. You're a fun person. Plus I'm running out of clothes to rend. Now with the snarkiness-What middleclasstool, don't have any mirrors? Alright then, just the once mind. *moons room full of people, and dives into bathtub full of gin.*
• Here ya go, mct
• bien sur, my recipe indeed has a bit of "sugar, spice, and everything nice"... so if any brave monkeys want to, erm, lick my batter, please feel free.
• batter up!
• For cryin' out loud, Islander. That is NOT the type of thing that MCT is talking about. He's more into this type of thing. (And what exactamently is your monkey doing with an ear piece anyway? If he had a suit coat with an unidentified bump on his back, I'd know he was addressing a press conference, but this I can't figure) MMMMMMM, DX, love those fried fish ticks cakes! Pass the squid sauce, please.
• Now that's what I call "in season."
• Alright, who orded the pinata?
• Oh good it got here! Okay everyone! Blindfolds on, pants off, turn around three times and do a shot of tequila! . . . then we'll imagine what's in the pinata & discuss.
• NOSTRIL KNOCK TWICE IF YOU'RE IN THE PINATA
• cheese balls. cheese balls are in the pinata.
• and smoked oysters!
• I hope it's not an actual Mexican. That could look bad for us.
• OK, what joker filled the pinata full of angry bees?
• Well, no wonder Bees is angry. You pantsless f*cks wacked him with a big stick! Not to mention he's all covered in orange from the cheese balls.
• MonkeyFilter: You pantsless f*cks wacked him with a big stick! *honks bicycle horn, tips hat to GramMa*
• Dammit, wot is the matter with your people?! Do NOT pet bees with big sticks!
• *ladles gin out of the tub* Oh, hi Pez!
• I like my gin colourless, dangnabbit!
• I like my socks green. I like my tipple brown. Pinatas are lousy hives because someone's going to knock 'em down, and that's wot I told the Queen. But did she listen? No, she never does, if I speak in prose.
• Pardon me, but my bowl appears to be empty. Does anyone have any buds?
• Ha! I knew it! *PA System* "Bud to the cockbong . . .bud to the cockbong please *kzshk*"
• Bud to the cockbong? Okay, can do and we'll need those long matches. I made five pounds of date and fig squares for everyone yesterday, but whenever I start cooking, everyone has a party without me. / draws happily of the bud in the cockbong. *gentle smile* *munchies*
• I'm suddenly reminded of stories I heard in the 1980s about girls doing lines off their guys' erect penii. Is this that kind of party? Hey, I've got a Milli Vanilli cassette tape right here in my back pocket! Let's get in the limo and crank it!!
• What?
• Oh dear. Someone has tipped me over, and I've soiled the carpet. How embarassing.
• Date and fig squares? Oh great, monkeys love 'em, chow 'em down, but you KNOW what that does to Flash and Pete's digestive tracts! *gets out the newspaper
• I've got a Milli Vanilli cassette tape right here in my back pocket! Let's get in the limo and crank it!! You know a thread has derailed when Milli Vanilli is brought into the converstaion.
• Was this conversation ever actually railed, though?
• Cockbongs for everyone! Yippee!!
• HawthorneWingo: Hahahahahahahaha! Oh, my.... *wipes eyes* Thanks... Seriously, though, wouldn't a penis be too wiggly to use as a coke platform? Not to mention the fact that coke is a topical anaesthetic?
• Chopping those lines must have been painful...
• *grabs meredithea pulls her into tub* "Hello then dearie. How's it going? Excuse me for a moment." *Sings drunkenly* Oh, Nostrildamus came up on us, Like a hurricanus! We miss you, we hope you come back make a comeback, like the eight track, We like you, we really do, we really do. Scooby doo changed, if you changed, come on back, oh come on back. If not yourself then someone else, then someonelse, oh someonelse. Every loss makes us less, makes us less. Why would you leave us is in this mess, in this mess? /whee! Vodka plus hour of power = happy Pez/Miles! I'll "rail" this conversation. Heh heh. Right. Nostril, and the others who've left for wherever, we'll leave the light on. Come back when you can. Place isn't the same without you. What meredithea, you thought I'd leave the ladeler in peace? That's no fun.
• weeeee! *hic*
• Everybody into the tub! *triple-lindy*
• *bump* Nostril! Come back here!
• the last time you called I heard a lot of static on the line and then your voice from the back of some huge cave lax as I never heard you and then all sense of you vanished lost in the desperate flutter of too many convulsing wings
• (((beeswacky))) Are ya' listening nostril?
• *ecstatically hugs beeswacky* With gladdened heart And sweet surprise I bid you now hello. Farewells I never liked Except that I may Say hello again.
• i am buzzy buzzy happy over bees!
• w00t! *waves at bees*
• *Conga line forms*
• *grabs petebest's hips* *gyrates with joy*
• *blushes, averts eyes*
• that's ok, shinything, as long as you're holding on and moving...
• Alnedra, hello again to you! I am glad to see you writing poetry! And gleeful greetings to everyone!
• bees! Come join the dance!
• Are we enough for a thirty-secondsome reel, d'ye think?
• *reels gladsomely*
• Do I have to let go of petebest's butt? It's so...cushy. *lascivious grin*
• YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!111!one!!!
• Take that gibbon by the hand, Listen to the rhythm of the band, Jump up and down and trample on his toes (owww!) Tickle his feet and hear him giggle Then unzip him down the middle Give that gibbon what he's hollerin' for! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon, now! (Oh-doh-de-oh!) Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon, now! (Whack-fol-riddle-me!) Now, I want all the ladies in the room wearing gibbons in their hair... that's right, fellas, tie him up in a big bow. Beautiful! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon, now! (Oh-doh-de-oh!) Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon! Ohhh! Stuff that gibbon, now! Stuff that gibbon, now! Hooray for the Goodies!
• in times of need absence makes the heart grow fonder and now our hearts are very fond indeed.
• Ah, prismatic7, I think it was "stop that gibbon." It wasn't dead, just running away. (Ok, fear of being uncool rings in, so if there was a joke there I didn't get (stuff vs. stop)please tell me in gruesome detail how way too dim I am to get it. I'll thank you in the morning.)
• no no, Help. it's very definitely 'stuff'. see? The original ISIRTA version has an intro by Bill which mentions 'Polythene Gibbon Stuffing'.
• Oh Dear. Well, at least he visited long enough to change his bio ...
• *cries*
• It's said that for a while, since early Feb I think.
• I kind of blackmailed him into emailing me. He responded on the 18th saying he was ok. His last "visit" was on the 14th, so I think he's only "dead" for posting purposes. Still makes me sad, though.
• Yay, it's path!
• /hugs teh path
• Hello path (^_^) *HUGS & KISSES*
• Hurray, path! Great to have ye back!
• Path!!! We missed you!
• path is a star! She is the first commenter at my blog and helped out with bug reporting! Thankyou path.
• Does Path dance
• Path just danced back into the fold... (((Path)))
• Hurray! Lovely to see you, path!
• once again we take the bitter with the sweet...
• I had a dream about Nostril last night, something involving Castle Nostrilatu. Honestly, I really did.
• Huzzah! *dons party hat*
• Nostrilatu And now, the Golden Banana statue for the most Striking Conceit by a monkey ... goes to Monkeybashi! )))!!!
• I'm just glad to know Nostril's ok ... even if he is a vampire. and welcome back, path!
• Wahey!, but weep ye not!
• Ta for the heads-up, Abiezer_Coppe!
• *confused* Is John Hardy an alter ego for our dearly departed?
• I think he meant to link to this comment.
• yup i just heard via email from nostril, just an "i'm OK" also
• That is very cool, SideDish. I think we need more chicken posts to bring him back!
• Except they only seem to make him cry.
• He's changed his profile again.
• He forgot the butter.
• Does he have a flickr account? This one has been updated recently. In the profile page, the person sound likes him. Then again, the account does not link to Mofi.
• Nah, Nostril's a crusty old Australian. :)
• I thought everyone noticed this.
• Whoa. He joined MoFi on my 17th birthday.