More than a Feeling

Started by johnconaway, Mar 07, 2007, 10:29 AM

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Tyne Daly and Margot Kidder were having brunch, when the elevator stopped and behold!  The Ghost and Mrs. Muir tallied hanging chads and delcared a new national holiday based soley on green pepper soup.  Flies, trains, egg salad, and ashes were all skewered timidly.  A kind rose followed.  Mysterious merry go round meshing, all told grimly and succatash.  Barley.

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SMc55

So this is what happens when you get to 5000 posts!  ;)
Congrats John  :D

primushead

Gorton's Fisherman, unite!

MMJ_fanatic

I dunno--I don't trust old guys in raincoats :-?
Sittin' here with me and mine.  All wrapped up in a bottle of wine.

ratsprayer

QuoteI dunno--I don't trust old guys in raincoats :-?

well said.

old men in raincoats who deal with fish?  what's the fish smell covering up, i wonder?   :-[

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After much negotiating, the Gorton's Fisherman is now refereeing Arena Football games.  Or so it would appear...I'm not seeing any raincoat here.
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red

I like playing this song in Guitar Hero.

megisnotreal

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Tyne Daly and Margot Kidder were having brunch, when the elevator stopped and behold!  The Ghost and Mrs. Muir tallied hanging chads and delcared a new national holiday based soley on green pepper soup.  Flies, trains, egg salad, and ashes were all skewered timidly.  A kind rose followed.  Mysterious merry go round meshing, all told grimly and succatash.  Barley.


i know this is some sort of inside joke of which i am not a part, but this paragraph reminds me of james joyce.

been to dublin lately, jc?  ;)

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Tyne Daly and Margot Kidder were having brunch, when the elevator stopped and behold!  The Ghost and Mrs. Muir tallied hanging chads and delcared a new national holiday based soley on green pepper soup.  Flies, trains, egg salad, and ashes were all skewered timidly.  A kind rose followed.  Mysterious merry go round meshing, all told grimly and succatash.  Barley.


i know this is some sort of inside joke of which i am not a part, but this paragraph reminds me of james joyce.

been to dublin lately, jc?  ;)

hehehe no, never been to Dublin...this is just a (cough) inspired quote.  yeah, "inspired" is the word I'd use...har har  ;)
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