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Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 8:30 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

...the air is vibrating...

... ... ... I can see the words traveling by me...

... words ... ...flying east...
Nolamour
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 8:15 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

YEEESSSS...The Un Emile flows free...

Drink a bumper down! Cheers to the Fairy Fest Lite! Hmmm...Diet Fest?

*clink*
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 8:10 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

The third eye of the Green Monkey awakens...


I have swung on the bridge
the spans between two worlds

and drank from souls which
reveal our true nature

I have squeezed the feces of my own
and other primates shiney red behinds

Poop which should never be thrown
but which binds us together
like steamed rice

I have been sent here from
a far away place to help you

help you find the carnival
the carnival of the Green Fairy...
Thegreenimp
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 8:08 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Or you could say like W.C. Fields, (when he discovered pranksters changed his martini's with
pineapple juice)....."Godfrey Daniels", somebody's put pineapple juice, in my pineapple juice,........me, I'm having "Un Emile"
Jay
Admin
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 8:04 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

what? watering down my absinthe with whiskey?

hehee
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 8:01 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

It's Fairy Fest Lite!
Nolamour
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 8:01 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Love it...Live it...I'll be back...

Have to go fill a glass.
Admin
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:57 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

gah, nicorette & whiskey.

(talk about feeling old)

hey, welcome to the *other* fairy fest, nola!
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:57 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Gather around children. Uncle Liver has a film to show.

Pair-o-mount Pictures Presents:

FILMED IN FANTABULOUS LOUCHEYVISION

FORREST HUMP!!!
Admin
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:54 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

greenie nirasawa
Nolamour
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:54 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

As I stumble in the door, fall into my trusty 'puter chair and click up the forum...I sense change!

Thank you Kallisti...I like the modifications and I do think it is well worth it.

Yes, I too have missed the wonderous NYCGT. I know I'm not one of the "Old timers" but I was graciously invited as well, and it was hard to miss.

*scrambles to untie Kallisti*
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:49 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

The green monkey awoke before dawn,
he puts his suspenders on
he took a head from prosthesis gallery
and did cartwheels down the hall

He monkey'd into a room where Pikkle drank and
then he...

threw some poo at Tavaroo
and then he...

He screamed and leaped on down the hall


He came to bathroom stall
and through a glory hole
he looked inside

LOUCHEY?
Yes Jockey?
I WANT TO GIVE YOU THE CHIZZ-NIL!

PIKKLE? I uh I want to...


(and the honkeys sing
"Double Fucked by Two Black Studs
oh oh oh
Double Fucked by Two Black Studs")
Admin
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:37 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

oh. help. save me.

help. eeek.

*limp struggle*
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:36 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

ACHTUNG!!!

I HAVE YOUR ADMIN HOSTAGE.
SHE IS MINE ALL MINE!!!
I WILL NOT RELEASE HER.
THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO!


Thank you for watching.
The Management
Zman7
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:34 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Lucky bastards...I raise one (or two, three) to ya!
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:30 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

HA HAHA just as I planned... come here my sweet.
Admin
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:27 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Liver said every one is there but us.

*pout*
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:21 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

We have Tequila, 151 Rum and tabasco...
Buffalo (NY) Snorts for everyone!!!
Admin
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:15 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

I'm startin' the shots.

tip one up wit me.
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 7:07 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

...a green monkey ran across Broadway tonight...

New York never looked so alive.

There were big things, big things going on.
Lot's of people, lot's of things... Raven haired
harlots hooking happy he-men...

...semen running down ivory legs onto Second
Ave.

And in a small corner of the city a Brew-ha-ha
was on.

...the green monkey sniffed the air and heard
the faint strains of a dripping faucet...

Sounds like La Fee Verte!
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 6:10 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

The Wolfgang rolled up to the border...

"Citizenship?"

"French Canadien!"

"Reason for entering the United States"

"Zee Moonman Eee send Me, eh?"

"What did you say?"

"I say zee MOONMAN EEE SEND ME TO SEE GREEN FAIRY!!!"

"Sir please step out of the vehicle and put your
hands on the hood of the car..."

EHHHH! SACRÉ BLEU!!! I MUST GET TO NEW YORK WIZ ZEE FAMOUS MOONMAN SQUEEZIN'!!!

"I SAID STEP OUT OF THE CAR!"
Admin
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 4:23 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 4:19 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

LL turned on the stereo and rolled the dial
down to a local station playing Irish music.

"ah, a bit o the green fer our fair fairy"

Almost on cue, Shane was on singing "Fairy Tale
of New York"

He looked out at the city and his heart began
to swell. The skyline he loved so dear was once
again laid out before him. All those wonderful
memories came flooding back to him.

A tear as his eye fell across the place
where the towers used to be. And a moment
of silence and contemplation.

He does so love this town.
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 3:55 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Rabid not having yet perfected his anti-gravity
machine, is doing the best he can with the
persian flying carpet given to him by one Araul
Akbar Sumi Khan.

Araul was the once great farting mystic of
Khandahar. The great carpet has one flaw. Due
the odorous wisdom of the Great Sumi Khan there
happens to be a hole in the middle of the flying
carpet.

Rabid has patched the hole with a
copy of LIFE magazine(the Charlie issue!).
Though it keeps the rain from running
through, it has compromised the aerodynamics.

So if you are in NY and see a young, cherubic looking
man, flying a carpet and wearing a large shark fin on
his head... That's our Rabid.
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 3:47 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Pikkle has a garbage can full of gifts,
and is distributing them to all the loverly
children of the streets of NY...

Nurses are in tow handing out complimentary
tetanus shots.
Head_Prosthesis
Posted on Saturday, June 29, 2002 - 3:44 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

The plot is secured by the head honcho...

N to the
Y to the
C to the
G to the
T!

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