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/me fell out of my seat when he found out how to post in third person

Thanks Fuzzy

/me throws something at both essencay and Fuzzy for keeping him up.



Next time I'll get out the straight jackets

/me thinks to self if this will even be effective. It might keep them happy and occupied for several hours at least.

/me ducks..."Whack" hits head on desk...falls out of chair again and thinks "this is gonna leave a mark"

That's very accurate. Suppose the plane is delayed

***RASPBERRY***

/me picks Fuzzy Logic up and tosses him over the moon for such naughty thinking......

/me lays on the floor in a dazed fog. His best dog Maggie understands, feels his pain and licks his face His evil dog Bogart snickers at the opportunity that has presented itself and proceeds to mount essencay♣'s leg. "Should've stayed in bed today", essencay♣ thinks.

HG thinks to himself why am i stuck in third person? he then starts humming ** ur once .........twice......three times a heffer...and i luv moooooooooo .....

/me lifts himself off the floor, shakes off Bogart and heads off to the kitchen for a little drink, a little Holiday Cheer and all. Just a little one though, he still remembers "the voices" from his days and nights with the big drinks. On the way he remarks "Damn my face is killing me". His wife, Susan yells back "Yeah, it's killing me too!" Again essencay♣ thinks "I really should've stayed in bed today."

/me tosses back his drink and thinks "Gad, why can't I stop refering to myself in the third person? I haven't been this bad since my days and nights with the big drinks and 'the voices'. Gad, this is givin' me the willies. Maybe I should have another little drink to calm myself." essencay♣ goes back to the cabinet and grabs the bottle of Tanq, fixing to make himself another little T'n'T and hears his wife yell from the other room, "Why didn't you get that damn Bogart fixed when you had the chance? He in here right now making friendly with the end of our coffee table." essencay♣ walks back to the room and tells Susan, "Just couldn't do it. Guess it's a guy thing. Kinda like when you see someone take one for the team on TV. Ya kinda 'feel it' yourself." essencay♣ notices that Bogart is working up quite the frenzy on the end of the coffee table and has a copy of 'Dog Fancy' spread out. essencay♣ collects Bogart by his collar and decides its time to take him out for a walk. essencay♣ thinks, "Maybe the crisp winter air will chill-out his mood for the night."

/me finishes walking Bogart and Maggie. He notices that Bogart has settled down in his dogbed and thinks "Thank you all mighty spirits." He also notices that none of 'the voices' have come around tonight so he pours himself another little drink, tosses it back. "Good stuff", he says as he puts the bottle of Tanq away. He looks into the other room and between soft glow of light that gently touches Susan's beautiful face, the 'little drinks' and Bogart's antics tonight, he thinks "Well...maybe " essencay♣ snuggles up to Susan on the couch and says, "I was on WC today and folks were posting about what they got for Christmas and someone mentioned he got a gift that he 'really couldn't talk about', twice even and I was just wondering...." Susan looks down a remarks, "A Christmas gift? You need to be thinking about returning that thing to Walmart 'cause I think you were short-changed." essencay♣ slowly gets up from the couch and heads back to his computer. He decides he needs to stop this third person stuff before his wife comes over and reads what he's been posting.

My wife Susan is a saint. God bless her. I love her so. She is not anything like the person depicted above and would find the humor in it if she read it. Bogart on the other hand....

/me ***bounces*** into the clearing in full third-person mode and deploys large trampoline to facilitate fuzzy's return from unexpected round the moon trip...

I'm not coming back - so there ***RASPBERRY***

/me deploys chocolate...

Tempting...but...

Fuzzy Logic - I'm not coming back - so there ***RASPBERRY***

so, you mean i get to keep an eye on all the chocolate, and all of GM and JavaBeans clothes when they go swimming in the coffee lake all by my self?

still, it seems like a high price to pay in order to be the sole guardian of the modesty of two such lovely ladies. fuzzy, if you decide to return i am saving you a spot with a good view

Tiggz deploys chocolate...

/me feline eats the chocolate
/me ***PPUUURRRRRRRRRR***

i mean, i couldnt risk it going out of code and fuzzy returning to eat old chocolate, and then feeling ill as a result /me *radiates innocent concern*

i am saving you a spot with a good view

Hmmm, this 'spot' wouldn't happen to be in a straitjacket would it?

/me is very suspicious after last time

Anyway, if I stay where I am, the ladies will come to me!

/me likes this plan

p.s. did I mention the moon is made of chocolate? Shhh, better not then

It is logical that a chocolate planet should have a chocolate moon

Oh and those aren't craters, they're bite marks

/me patiently waits for fuzzy to find the stairway between the moon and the planet

you are just going to love that all sparkely and made out of sugar

/me wonders if the chocolate moon will peel into segments like a Chocolate Orange

/me pops in for a bit. He's a little concerned hesitates...none of 'the voices' he's so fearful of are here, but he is wondering why everyone is talking about chocolate?

straitjackets?