Sometimes you eat the baar, sometimes the baar...

Started by Tooth, Sep 17, 2003, 07:13 AM

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Oz

Wow, Spoon... That's one mighty good explanation. Don't know if they actually meant it that way, but it doesn't matter. I love it when people actually think about art and stuff. You rock.
I'm ready when you are

hipkink

Yeah! That was an awesome interpretation! Spoon - you're good people. I briefly met you in S.F. in the spring. You gonna be back there in October?
You came around when I needed you, now I'm up to my neck in you.


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igor

i love the tick, they need to put it out on dvd.

lasse



DD

QuoteWhat in gods name is a tick???


once, when i was a kid i lived in southern arkansas.  me and my buddies would go out in the woods and play in the creeks and just go crazy.  so one day i got home and my little bald nuts started itching really bad and i couldnt figure out what was going on.  you might think i was fooling around with one of my buddies and gotten crabs but you would be thinking wrong, pervert.  i had stepped into a nest of seed ticks.  

seed ticks are VERY small ticks that like warm moist places like the place in your pants that is "special" and not supposed to be touched by grownups.  i looked down at my little fuzzless friends underneath my vienna sausage and lo and behold it looked like they were covered with something small.....and itchy.  ahhhhhh, nothing like the feeling you get when your mom spends an hour with tweezers pulling seed ticks one by one out of your prepubescent sack.  its taken years of therapy to get over that one.


on a more recent note.  a few years ago i took off my shoe because something was itching between my toes.  i thought it was another attack of the old athletes foot but not this time.  there was a tick that had burrowed in between my toes and was just suck suck suckin away.  evidently the bastard had been there a few days because he was as big as the toes he was in between....ok, not quite but almost.  so i lit a match and touched its fat ass and it backed the fuck up out of my toes.  

now, this might tell you more about my foot cleaning habits than you wanted to know.  it also m ight tell you more about me, my balls, my mom and our special "tick time".  i just hope that i have helped explain for you a little about our blood sucking parasites we call ticks.

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hipkink

I found DD's stories to be very informative... even though I already knew what a tick was. besides, don't we all have our crazy little stories about parasites and privates?
You came around when I needed you, now I'm up to my neck in you.

DD

QuoteDD - I'll second that shhhh.

watch out batman!!!  or ill make you my robin and we will play "see what fits in the batcave".   ;)
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lasse

Thank you for that very very good explanation DD. Funny was it as well.
But thinking about it, i do not know i we have any ticks up here in Norway. I think i must cheque my toes every night before i go to sleep.

Have a tick-free day anyway

Oz

Hahaha, this topic got totally weird... Who'd have thought that a simple question would lead to the first real row on this board first and then to a discussion about ticks... You guys are crazy!  :)
I'm ready when you are

peanut butter puddin surprise

first row, eh?  I believe you are forgetting the "mellow" discussion of a few months back....hardee harr harr.  ;D
Runnin' from somethin' that isn't there

Tooth

I'M REEEEEEEEEEEAL FUCKIN' MELLOW, YA BUNCHA DINGLEBERRIES!!

Tooth

P.S.  I love Spoon's explaination of the cover art.  Very nice indeed.

Love,

Tooth

igor

lmfao!!! dd, that's a great story, ahahahahaha.  ;D

the watcher

i don't think the "shh" had anything to do with dd's story

my_evening_jacket

A funny story about the bear (as relayed by Two_Tone Tommy)

Jim wanted to bring the bear to the 2 Louisville shows.  He contacted the taxidermist (is that the right name?) that they got the bear from and it ends up he sold the bear to guy in (if I remember correctly) Tennessee.

Jim asks if they can get a hold of the guy and see if they can rent the bear for the 2 shows.  The guy says no problem.  He can deliver the bear and pick it up after the shows for whatever price they agreed on.

So all is cool.

Then the guy calls Jim on Wednesday and says I forgot to mention one thing.  I removed the fangs because they were freaking people out.  It made the bear look too scarey.  So he put a fake salmon in the bears mouth and removed the fangs.  "Does that make a difference?"

"Of course it does."  So it looks like there will be no baar in Louisville. >:(

The baar can't sometimes eat anything without it's fangs.  Execept of course fake salmon.
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Tooth

HA!  I'm loving the picture of the baar more and more all the time!