Word association 1.0...calling KGF

[bbcricketta]

"I'm not eating this tuna, ok?"

i'd like to go for a drive though.


oh,@*#%!

[Scooter]

That's 'cause you're a nut, of course! Hmm, Hobbes loves tuna...

Hey, I'm back, I was stuck with a sticky wifi router, now unstuck!

[jagg]

Ok J.J.,

We've hit rock bottom on the 76th page of this thread with the "Lethal Weapon" allusion.

[Java Junky]

Yuh kin keep all'a the folkz entertained some'a the time'n some'a the folkz entertained all'a the time. Budd'itt'z allusion proposition tryin'a entertain any'a the mountain-folk any'a the time.

[bbcricketta]

is the patient on life support? nah, just took a 'lude. i don't know, i'm thinking that w.a. has run its course.

[Scooter]

Wow, now what will I do? Surf everywhere (e-scour) for other word games with clever people? Ah, well, it's been fun.


dang, was hopin' we'd hit 100...

[kgf3076]

humorous?

[jagg]

Word Association will continue on, well beyond 100 pages.

[bbcricketta]

i would bet an ounce of tin that word goes on.

humerous: isn't that an arm bone? that's not funny.

e-scour: antonym for google

nuf said...

Sn

[kgf3076]

it ain't humerus, it's giggle

[jagg]

my computer's acting funny.....It's full of gigglebytes.

[kgf3076]

You sure it's not responding to those mega-pickles from the video card?

[Java Junky]

Arrr! Scoundrelz, cut-throatz, scalawagz'n scabarous ol' sea-dogz, the lot'a yaz!
It'z noticin' I am (from a few postz back) 'att 'ere be some mutinous talk'a abandonin' the good Cap'n S2ook'z fine'n sea-worthy ship.
'Bes'be belayin'att kind'a talk ladz. It'll be servin'ya up'z entertainment fer the rest'a the crew a'cher own, personal gullyin', n' when we pull the remainz'a yer sorry carcass back aboard, ol' Polly'll'be gonna feast on the remainz.
Whudd'itt be'izz the Doldrumz ladz, n' there'll be no more talk'a leavin'iss fine craft fer jus' the lack'v'a bi'a freshinin' breeze.
(By the pa'arz . . ahm thinkin' some carbunkleated jellyfish shang-haied me crew'n left landlubberz in'eir place!)

[bbcricketta]

bang the drum slowly while in lodz, or laredo.

meanwhile:

yer dern tootin' we wuz desertin', but ya banned the little twitter. best judgement i've seen in these parts in a while. didn't come soon enough.

ya sure we ain't in the horse latitudes?



a description of the doldrums; says it for me:



"All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody Sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the Moon.


Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean."

from the rime

[Java Junky]

N' there were those doubterz ready'da claim the last gasp'a good ol' S2ook'z thread. Pish-tosh!
Fair'n lovely ladiez, dapper'n nattily attired gentz, may I present fer yer sophisticated amusement our very own beeb.
Writer'a the rhyme, defuzzer'a the peach'n generally all-aroun' good feller.
Nicely done beeb. Nicely done.

Tropicz. Kind'a like latitudez whut got attitudez.

[Scooter]

Capricorn. Don't know any, my kin's all around spring and summer - but I love the tropicals... It's a cool word. Thanks for hanging in, all.

[jagg]

Cancer, as in the tropic of.....not the kind you only whisper about.

Hey Beeb,

When your prized posessions,
Start to weigh you down.

Look in my direction,
I'll be round....
I'll be round.

Sorry, I saw a green bird this morning and these words keep floating around in my head.

[bbcricketta]

is your bird broken? can your bird swing?

who wrote this stuff? some pot heads?

i'm off to the torrid zone.

[Java Junky]

I'll be aroun' . . . Millz Brotherz . . right Brett?
(N' a good standard fer the memberz'a the site when yuh think aboudd'itt.)

You alwayz take the sweetest rose,
n' crush it 'til the petalz fall.
N' who kin forget:
Light up yer liddle ol' butt'a brightness!

[SXY_S2K]

Oh no! No more Proctology talk!

[Java Junky]

'Thought proctology wuz the study'a those stern-faced, humorless dweebz widdoud'a life whut monitor civil service testz'n the like.
Hm-m-m-m-m . . . maybe id'izz the same thing at that.

[jagg]

You tell me that you've heard,
every sound there is.

And your bird can swing.

But, you don't get me.
You don't get, meeeeeeeeeeee.


potheads, they're the worst, Beeb.

[bbcricketta]

Originally Posted by jagg

You tell me that you've heard,
every sound there is.

And your bird can swing.

But, you don't get me.
You don't get, meeeeeeeeeeee.


potheads, they're the worst, Beeb.

jagg, i beg to disagree...meeeeeeeeeeeeth-heads. sometime you just gotta use a revolver. if the bird is an albatross, don't shoot it with a cross-bow. bad luck. very bad luck.

[Scooter]

I thought it was bad to shoot an albatross with anything? Even a stray vole...

[jagg]

Ahhhhhh,
potheads, methheads, and huge birds that can't be shot.

Why not have a Revolver in this world?

There's people standing round,
who'll screw you in the ground.

They'll fill you in with all their sins,
you'll seeeeeeeeeeeee.

[bbcricketta]

i'd love you to while my sitar gently weeps.

it's a sin to kill a mockingbird, or so i've heard. if you have ever heard one singing at 2 a.m., you might have a different opinion.


said the wise man: mimus polyglottos

[Java Junky]

Papa'z gonna buy me a mockin'bird?
'S'okay guyz. Ahm jus' sittin' here widoud'a clue.
I'll jus' play-through if you've no objectionz.

[bbcricketta]

sowt-in-lee, sir, you kin play thru...don't mind us. nyuk, nyuk,nyuk. we know the next group is a hole ahead.

we got a clue for you...go to jay bird way. "There's a fog upon L.A." pleasant little byway.

have a good day, sir, and hit 'em good.

[Java Junky]

All'a liddle birdz on jay-bird street
Lu'ta hear the robin go tweet-tweet-tweet . . .
(Only joshin' beeb. Closest I ever got'ta the game wuz caddyin'n'att turned me off to'itt early-on. But, I will thank'ye kine'ly'n accept yer offer'da play through.)