Head's Thought of the Day (With your Host: Head_Prosthesis)

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By Wolfgang on Thursday, July 12, 2001 - 08:27 am: Edit

We're making noise to feal alive... Blablabla...


When you look at your interior plants and think about stepping it in 95% alcohol, it's time to send an order to Jade's...

By Heiko on Thursday, July 12, 2001 - 03:13 am: Edit

Greenhour,
sometimes, discussion on absinthe is still going on here. In the meantime, its just the usual smalltalk that you will find everywhere in this world. Most of what people say all day long is of no real importance at all - but it would make a big difference if everyone would only open his mouth for universally important statements.

What do you want to talk about concerning absinthe? I'm sure if you have a specific question or a new impression, many people will gladly come and discuss.
I think it's great this forum doesn't die as long there's nothing to discuss about absinthe - and as soon absinthe is on topic, everyone's there in a matter of seconds.

By Verawench on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 11:32 pm: Edit

I like that word.. "Verdent".. "Vera the Verdent One"... hmm...

"You sure know how to lift my engine."

The trick lies in what you use to pop the hood, Headalicious.

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 11:25 pm: Edit

Greenhour, don't be a stranger.

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 11:24 pm: Edit



I salute you and kiss the throbbing, sizzling coils of brain spaghetti encased in that spage age plastic.




Goddamn woman! You sure know how to lift my engine.

By Greenhour on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 11:19 pm: Edit

Well put. Actually no. Absinthe supply is ok, but thanks for asking. All is good. I was just venting. Thanks to you for taking it in stride. Good night to you Head. For I am dozing under the stars. Good night to all my fellow Verdent searchers.
G
zzzzz

By Verawench on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 11:18 pm: Edit

"Why can't banality be accepted as part of our realities, especially when it's there all around us?"

Head, you walk that delicate silver-green thread between schitzophrenic and visionary. I salute you and kiss the throbbing, sizzling coils of brain spaghetti encased in that spage age plastic.

By Verawench on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 11:15 pm: Edit

Now wait just a minute.

I am out of absinthe. Have been for well over a month. It's been the most difficult month of my life. You should have seen me, lapping the last drops from my bottle of Deva. Deva!!

Must I, too, chastize and patronize Head's antics to get a benefit going in MY name?

sob. sniffle. sigh.
Wench

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 11:10 pm: Edit

What's really bothering you? Are you out of absinthe? Is that it? Because if that's the case we could probably get a care package together or take up a collection, maybe Marc will organize a benefit concert?

Do what I do. Eat the blue burning jello that comes with the chow chow.

By Greenhour on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:54 pm: Edit

Ugh, the sad fact is I'm home too. But I just got here. I used to come to this forum for ground breaking info on a drink that no one had heard of. This was years ago, five or six, ask Mike from absinthe collectibles. Anyway, now I sit here, letting it all out because I feel our cause and attraction is gone. It most defintely bums me out. But oh well, all good things...
Lets talk about Smurfs!!! SMURF FORUM!!!!
You tell me to come back in 6 months, as if things will get any better. Seriously look at what this has become for you. MY THOUGHT FOR THE DAY?
Self verification.
You're right. Six months is what is needed here.
Too bad.
G

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:43 pm: Edit

That's good. Call me.

By Greenhour on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:41 pm: Edit

Well I can tell your home.

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:37 pm: Edit

You don't have to look at anything. Click!

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:35 pm: Edit

Besides why wouldn't banality be a major force driving us to seek out something in a liquor that most likely isn't there? (i.e. "The promise of something no less than magical") Why can't banality be accepted as part of our realities, especially when it's there all around us?

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:34 pm: Edit

Besides why wouldn't banality be a major force driving us to seek out something in a liquor that most likely isn't there? (i.e. "The promise of something no less than magical")

By Greenhour on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:32 pm: Edit

Ok i'll be back in another six months. What's so amusing is no real information will be passed along these lines about absinthe at all in that time. But hey, it's ok because now its the LOOK AT ME forum! SOOOO boring.
2 cents

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:28 pm: Edit

Come back in another 6 months. Please.

By Greenhour on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 10:23 pm: Edit

OH MY GOD
just when you think it cant get an worse!!!
Hey, this has degenerated into I have nothing better to do with myself forum. I'm truly saddend by the banal banter. C'mon, you;re better than this.
Sincerely
G

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, July 11, 2001 - 08:28 pm: Edit

I can love you Nicole...

No really, were you?

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, July 10, 2001 - 10:49 pm: Edit

Louchey Louchey
in the cup
Glowing greenly
Lick it up

Louchey Louchey
Tastey treat
Glowing greenly
I repeat

Louchey Louchey
Oh my God
Erecting me
A mighty rod

Louchey Louchey
Garnished with cukes
run to the toilet
I'm gonna puke

Louchey Louchey
Read my lips
it wasn't the alcohol
it the chips

Louchey Louchey
flibber dee dee
hortin' do pornty
zorbin' der fwee

By Petermarc on Tuesday, July 10, 2001 - 10:47 am: Edit

damn, it's dosed!

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, July 09, 2001 - 07:43 pm: Edit

Fear not! If it's available to the public it must be cancer free...

Looking for the perfect Absinthe glass? Well it's large and in charge and it glows on it's own.

The Perfect Absinthe Glass (and it's fricken FREE!!!)

If you're going to venture to the local Blanc Château just don't tell the toothless, red armed, "g" droppin' mulletoso why you want it...

By Midas on Monday, July 09, 2001 - 04:39 am: Edit

Useless Rocky Trivia: Just after Mag and Riff enter after the floorshow, there is a shot of Brad and Janet shying away from them, in shock. During this shot Susan Sarandon stood on Barry Bostwick's toe, whilst wearing her 4 inch stilettos. You can see the pain wash over his face. Heehee, pain is funny...

By Admin on Sunday, July 08, 2001 - 11:02 pm: Edit

you all know *my* affiliations ....

I tell people I was a teenage drag queen, and I was. I took my makeup queues from Divine (bless her) as you can vaguely see in the below photo (I am 14 ... bless me!). My eyes are actually open, but are obscured by the tremendous blue eyelashes I am wearing. I also had a blue bouffant wig that I wore with this outfit ... but alas, have no pictures of it.

Trixie

I carried this over into streetgarb as well, to an extent. Actually, probably stranger.

But as for affiliations between rocky & absinthe ... I think if there is one, it is the freak recruiting factor, to be sure. We all have to start somewhere.

By Perruche_Verte on Sunday, July 08, 2001 - 08:12 pm: Edit

If you went to a party with a Rocky Horror cast after the show, and said, "hey, who wants a glass of absinthe?", I'm sure a lot of them would.

That's the only link I can see. I don't even know all the lines -- they vary from city to city anyway. I just used to date someone who was much, much too into it, OK? I'm talking pre-show, aftershow, rehearsal every week. That's part of what broke us up.

But I still have a soft spot for it and all the sweet little mutant children who make it their playground. There was a big fear in the cast I hung out with that the video release would kill it off forever, but it's hanging in there.

By _Blackjack on Sunday, July 08, 2001 - 02:00 pm: Edit

Well, back in my day (and, yes, I realize how sad it is for someone under thirty to say such a thing) Rocky Horror, along with the Sci Fi conventions, was the primary recruiting ground for young freaks in the DC area.

Alas, there is nowhere in the area still playing it. I worry about the kids these days. Where will they go to get corrupted now?

I have also discovered that the Rocky audience responses are so well conditioned in me, that it is difficult NOT to say them, when presented with the cue lines...

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, July 08, 2001 - 01:59 pm: Edit

Rocky has a deep rooted link to the "MALL", in Michigan at least. Midnight showings of "Rocky Horror" and "The Wall" at Fairlane Mall were the height of entertainment for about 3 years in high school.

By Midas on Sunday, July 08, 2001 - 10:08 am: Edit

Exactly how many of us Rocky freaks are there on this board? Is there a link between absinthe and transvestitism? Is thujone a catalyst for an unnatural interest in incest? Or musicals?

-Robert.

"Hey Frank, what's it like to give head for 18 hours straight?"

" Even smiling makes my face ache..."

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, July 08, 2001 - 09:13 am: Edit

Parenthesis Vs. Prosthesis
Prosthesis wins by an overwhelming
majority of votes. 4 out of 5. No dangling
shads here folks. The people have spoken.

By Head_Prosthesis on Saturday, July 07, 2001 - 07:02 pm: Edit





The Cry of the Silent Heart

In a small room with naked walls
There sits a still heart.
In the dark hush of time.

Serving a sentence
alone and paying penance
for treacherous behavior.
The fuel that drove the heart into
iniquity has long evaporated.

The deafening roar of
of regret howls long
into the crumbling portals
of the soul

Might as well get drunk.
Go to the hooty bar and
run up the visa.

For the sun
always shines
and smiles follow
the splendid
pageantry and
spectacle of
Titties & Beer




By Verawench on Saturday, July 07, 2001 - 11:03 am: Edit

"Nette Epoch"

ehehehehehehe... Rabbit, follow the Rabbit...

By Perruche_Verte on Saturday, July 07, 2001 - 12:43 am: Edit

"and this is how the message ran..."

TURN BLUE!

By Head_Prosthesis on Saturday, July 07, 2001 - 12:25 am: Edit

Voice sez do it, do it, do it...

By Mr_Rabbit on Saturday, July 07, 2001 - 12:18 am: Edit

Ah, the Nette Epoch, when friends would all gather in the glow of their monitors, and drink and talk of absinthe!

Such a shame it was banned, but the news sites all said it drove you insane, and look, look at all these posts! Paranoia, hostility, slurpees and rampant creativity!

My friend found a bottle of something called Serpis, in his grampaw Heads basement, buried in a locked box with 500 Teletubbies dressed in bondage leather, it must have been there for a hundred years.

I am going to try it, when I can work up the nerve. Do you think I will get sick?

By Netsurfer on Friday, July 06, 2001 - 11:17 pm: Edit

its just a jump to the left...

By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, July 06, 2001 - 06:44 pm: Edit

ABSINTHE FORUM
Over Twenty Thousand Posts!

There will be a quiz
on the information
Monday morning.

By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, June 29, 2001 - 05:17 pm: Edit

Today's Thought of the Day
is Sponsored by: Rimbaud

HMMMMMMMMMM!!!
Think about it

By Midas on Friday, June 29, 2001 - 07:49 am: Edit

"Michael Rennie was ill the day the Earth stood still

But he told us where we stand

And Flash Gordon was there in silver underwear

Claude Rains was the Invisible Man

The something went wrong for Fay Wray and King Kong

They got caught in a celluloid jam

Then at a deadly pace, it came from outer space

And this is how the message ran..."

By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, June 29, 2001 - 07:11 am: Edit

Angelina Jolie Ain't Got Nothin' On Me!

By Cheri on Friday, June 29, 2001 - 04:26 am: Edit

""WCW vs. WWF" What an exciting time to be alive!
I have the biggest boner right now."

Head, I second that.. minus the boner.

By Verawench on Thursday, June 28, 2001 - 11:10 pm: Edit

eyeswithoutaface

By Head_Prosthesis on Thursday, June 28, 2001 - 09:57 pm: Edit

Hot Doggie is winkin' at you, Mel.

It's really muggy here.

I smell the skunk again. Shit, she must have sprayed the guy sleeping on the steps. An improvement.

By Head_Prosthesis on Thursday, June 28, 2001 - 07:02 pm: Edit

Well Morrigan. You see, he's either one of those "gainfully employed" Mulletos or he's just gotten his car back from the shop after his baby's momma's cousin's car insurance friend took care of the insurance claim for him.

Or...

it's the cover of the new fiction by HarleyJo Hawkins "Swimin' Up, DownRiver"

By Head_Prosthesis on Thursday, June 28, 2001 - 05:16 pm: Edit

"WCW vs. WWF" What an exciting time to be alive!
I have the biggest boner right now.

By Melinelly on Thursday, June 28, 2001 - 10:30 am: Edit

oh god, i just realized it's not just my imagination hehe it really is blinking...

By Morriganlefey on Thursday, June 28, 2001 - 10:06 am: Edit

Head, that's lovely. You got me out of hiding with that gem. The mullet's a damn turn-on, but the Camaro's not rusty or bondo'd enough, and it's not up on blocks in his front yard.

I read in another thread that you went to CCS. Damn, we have more in common than just rusty muscle car lust.

-M

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, June 27, 2001 - 11:36 pm: Edit

too hot to move

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 26, 2001 - 10:34 pm: Edit

There must be a skunk that walks by my window everynight. I can smell it. Maybe it's leaving the bar. Because it seems to be at 1:30am every night.

Skunk smell on my winder, makes me horny,
Skunk smell in my blinds, can make me high...

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 26, 2001 - 09:55 pm: Edit

Don'it make ya' homesick???

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 26, 2001 - 09:51 pm: Edit

Morrigan Sweetheart I found this in my cache

Oh Boy!

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 26, 2001 - 05:59 pm: Edit

Artemis,
I was a "Honey Brown Man" for a long time. I might try it again someday. I liked it's price and the slightly sweet taste. The problem I had was that I drank so much of it, I couldn't return the bottles fast enough. A wall of empty Honey Brown bottles... I had fly strips all over the place to catch all the fruit flies. The place looked like a murder scene from the movie "Se7en". That would be the eighth sin "Silly Drunk".

Oh and then there's the hooker I once met. Honey Brown, she rocked this white boy's world. I don't think it was her real name though, because I met her and her associate CoCo Below perched on the wall behind (the now defunct) "Honey Doughnuts". I believe the name was one of those cross-marketing tactics. Like "Air Jordan". Because you could get a glazed doughnut inside and outside.

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, June 24, 2001 - 08:39 pm: Edit

At the tone the time will be ...

By Cheri on Sunday, June 24, 2001 - 10:35 am: Edit

And you can dress him for the occasion..
http://www.jesusdressup.com/

By Head_Prosthesis on Saturday, June 23, 2001 - 09:49 pm: Edit

I saw Jesus by the river bed mmm
Jesus lay down by me mmm
I saw Jesus swimmin' in my bowl of soup
that Jesus is everywhere...

By Head_Prosthesis on Saturday, June 23, 2001 - 09:01 am: Edit

Ok Marc, now I'm itching in places that I can't reach.
I dig the braces. I've always liked that a person in a brace could be picked up like a suitcase.

By Marc on Saturday, June 23, 2001 - 02:08 am: Edit

head,

check out castroom.com

weird shit. even by my standards.

By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, June 22, 2001 - 11:30 pm: Edit

Chinga Ching,
Chinga
Speedracer
Drivin' a Mach 3

Chinga Ching,
Chinga
Speedracer
Watch out for that tree

By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, June 22, 2001 - 07:00 pm: Edit

BOIY!!!!

By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, June 22, 2001 - 06:48 pm: Edit

You people do understand that by posting under this thread all your thoughts become the intellectual property of Hedpro Inc. All rights prior to posting are expired once you click "Post This Message"

By Bjacques on Friday, June 22, 2001 - 10:03 am: Edit

Under the right circumstances, a one-legged man can kick your ass.

By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, June 22, 2001 - 06:52 am: Edit

Sheer brilliance... Will they be Hanes Beefy T's?

By Midas on Friday, June 22, 2001 - 03:21 am: Edit

...coming soon, Midas's T-Shirts! Including slogans like:


· My little voices assure me I'm quite normal.

· My life is one of those "You had to be there" jokes.

· Thank you for your insightful comments, I'll be sure to include you in my suicide note.

· Regrettably, my search for an identity led me here.

· Knowledge is power but if you have a handgun, people really pay attention.

· I collect Beanie Baby heads.

· If at first you don't succeed, you'll be a loser and a burden on society for the rest of your life.

· Sometimes when it's real quiet I can hear my brain cells die.

· I did this once before and it was very painful, so I thought I'd do it again.

· I've been programmed to understand hundreds of simple English words.

· I'm not part of the problem, I am the problem.

· You can catch more flies with honey than vinegar, but you get even more with dead
squirrels.

· Please allow 60 seconds for simple requests to permeate my consciousness.

· Why is called Tourist Season if we can't shoot at them?

· Somebody we'll look back on all this, laugh nervously, and change the subject.

· You'd like to tell me all about your miserable life wouldn't you?

· I'm a realist. I quit before I fail.

· I'm at that awkward stage between birth and death.

· Your concern for my happiness is really starting to piss me off.

· I haven't had a rational thought in three weeks.

· Your pathetic, I like that a person.

· I'll give you a nice shiny quarter if you'll go away.

By Head_Prosthesis on Thursday, June 21, 2001 - 07:42 pm: Edit

My momma always sez...

When you point one finger
There's three pointing
back at you.

Instead,
you should always
use a very
sharp object.

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 19, 2001 - 07:09 am: Edit

All the different slices
of an individuals personality
come together to make
one big hairy pie.


Grab a fork and dig in

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 19, 2001 - 07:04 am: Edit

All the different slices
of an individuals personality
come together to make
one big hairy pie.


Grab a fork and dig in

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 18, 2001 - 09:18 pm: Edit

Yeah thanks Unk. I got the cream from the pharmacy you were asking for...

By Uncle on Monday, June 18, 2001 - 08:51 pm: Edit

Head, you let a stripper lick wherever she wants!That a gem from uncle you can take to the fuckin bank!

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 18, 2001 - 07:43 pm: Edit

Today's Thought is brought to you by
Quaker Oats
Come here my Pretty


Quote:

When my ears are burning I don't think someone is talking about me, I just think "Damn! I shouldn't have let that stripper lick my ear!!!"


By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, June 17, 2001 - 09:52 pm: Edit

Ok I missed quite a few days with these thoughts... Here's a one, it's more of an order than a thought. It's one that Uncle and I share, his Dad and my Grampa "W.W.H.". Just a few words that ring on forever

GODAMMIT! DO SOMETHING!!!
Even if it's WRONG!!!

By Uncle on Thursday, June 14, 2001 - 05:47 am: Edit

On the side of St.Andrew's hall in detroit.......Ozzy can't rumble! Now that's insight!

By Uncle on Thursday, June 14, 2001 - 05:32 am: Edit

Your sharing pictures? I want insite into your thoughts! give me my fuckin thought o' the day! Now fucker!! Do it now!!

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 12, 2001 - 08:16 pm: Edit

Sing it Uncle...

Here's something funny on so many levels
Bald Chihuahua

By Uncle on Tuesday, June 12, 2001 - 08:08 pm: Edit

You know the song , go for a soda nobody gets hurt ... nobody dies.

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 12, 2001 - 08:06 pm: Edit

It's so dead tonight, I think I'll go for a soda.

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 12, 2001 - 04:32 pm: Edit

Watching cartoons with
a Realist is no fun...

"There is NO FUCKING WAY!
Chilly Willy could stomp
that big ass dog into
a little tin can!!!

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 12, 2001 - 12:27 am: Edit

As the weeks go by I can feel my grip slipping away, my little fuzzy ones wriggling loose from their bindings, running off to other kitty keyboards. To maestros with even more elegant and more experienced fingers. Purrrrring their song in a way they've never purred for me...

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 10:28 pm: Edit

The one staring at the camera. He's always staring at me I can't stop his little pussy cat eyes from gazing right into my soul... I have to put this welding hood on when I work with him. I swear to Bastet he can still see right through...

By Verawench on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 10:10 pm: Edit

I want everyone to know I'm in good hands ::wink::

Which one of these putty cats is Chonger?

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 10:01 pm: Edit

Now you're dating me hon. You'll be giving away my secrets. Did that chatty cathy Rice tell you about me?

By Admin on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 09:46 pm: Edit

I have a 17th century manuscript of beauty ointments and medicines ... and ya ain't that far off, Head.

Try some baked and powdered weasel soaked in yer own urine as a digestif

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 09:44 pm: Edit

When I'm not posting I like to soak my digits in a mixture of oils of rose and lavender, beef tallow, cinnamon, powdered egg shell and monkey wort.

By Admin on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 09:36 pm: Edit

Head is a beeeyoootiful Lady!

By Morriganlefey on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 09:31 pm: Edit

Head's hands are remarkably feminine! What's your secret?

By Verawench on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 09:25 pm: Edit

meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeowwwwwwwwwwwwwww

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 08:51 pm: Edit

Today's Thought

... Hmmm ...
...This is harder than I thought ...

By _Blackjack on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 04:06 pm: Edit

Platitutdes are mammals that lay eggs...

MONOTREME!

By Pataphysician on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 03:19 pm: Edit

You can lead a gift horse to water, but you can't look in his mouth.

By Alphasoixante on Monday, June 11, 2001 - 02:58 pm: Edit

a platitude saved is a platitude earned.

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, June 10, 2001 - 04:08 pm: Edit

When the going gets banal,
the banal get going...

By Head_Prosthesis on Saturday, June 09, 2001 - 06:26 pm: Edit

Painted on a sidewalk on Cass Ave.

Dogma Licks It's Own Balls

By Uncle on Saturday, June 09, 2001 - 07:20 am: Edit

One hand jacking ?!?!?!? The trues form of monogamy!!!!!!

By Verawench on Friday, June 08, 2001 - 11:37 pm: Edit

Hand fetish...

By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, June 08, 2001 - 09:55 pm: Edit

When I'm masturbating,
I have to ask myself.
"What is the sexuality
of one hand Jacking?"

By Loucheliver on Friday, June 08, 2001 - 03:35 am: Edit

Give the gift that keeps on thrusting.

By Uncle on Thursday, June 07, 2001 - 09:17 pm: Edit

With mother's day gone and past,What do you get the old man for fathers day? Is it a all purpose gift? my dad did always love the smell of leather!The C-ring did fair too well at Chistmas!!!Well dad is getting on in years ,maybe he could use the help!

By Head_Prosthesis on Thursday, June 07, 2001 - 08:51 pm: Edit

When in doubt...
Give the gift of a fine handcrafted
Turkish Leather Dildo

By Head_Prosthesis on Thursday, June 07, 2001 - 05:56 pm: Edit


Quote:

Loosening and sinking of the prosthesis occurs quite often...




Oh Lord, do I know the feeling.

By Heiko on Thursday, June 07, 2001 - 11:17 am: Edit

What about that?
http://www.cmt.com.cn/article/010111/a010111e06.htm

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, June 06, 2001 - 10:36 pm: Edit

eeehnnn!!! Wrong Answer!

By Frater_Carfax on Wednesday, June 06, 2001 - 10:28 pm: Edit

-cue Julie Andrews singing "Getting to know you..."

I tried to find all about Head Prosthesis on the net and don't know if I found him- is this your secret identity Head?

http://www.prosthesis.com/

It appears to be anatomically correct anyway

By Melinelly on Wednesday, June 06, 2001 - 09:43 pm: Edit

funny, i was bored today and did a search for myself... and found someone's college paper that quoted me heh... weird...

By Head_Prosthesis on Wednesday, June 06, 2001 - 09:29 pm: Edit

When I do a people search trying to
find myself on the internet, I never can

However, on the internet
is always
where I find myself.

By Loucheliver on Tuesday, June 05, 2001 - 07:49 pm: Edit

Aaaahhh! NOW it's beddy time.

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, June 05, 2001 - 07:46 pm: Edit

If you move away and start to feel lonely and down
just remember
your debt will always follow you.

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 10:36 pm: Edit

Yow fuck!


Teletubbies have never said so much to me... I am Enlightened once AGAIN!!!

By Verawench on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 10:32 pm: Edit

Let me know when you find the teletubbies.

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 10:22 pm: Edit

Umm... Vera you won't be seeing me for awhile. That site, it's making me writhe, but in a good way.
I'm going back in...

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 10:19 pm: Edit

Besides I was on the cusp of Midnight!

Mordisha! Prepare the slave for his punishment!
She's my Nubian Goth Mistress.

By Verawench on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 10:18 pm: Edit

http://cmart.design.ru/conclave.html

Sorry to brain fart on your thread, Head, but I found this today. It must be looked at. It's so beautiful I'm still twitching.

By Loucheliver on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 10:13 pm: Edit

Bow, scrape.

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:58 pm: Edit

You won't be getting any if you keep up with the lip LITTLE MISTER!!!

By Loucheliver on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:55 pm: Edit

Only asked for 1 thought/day Phony Noodle. Don't overtax yourself.

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:49 pm: Edit

DRINK THE DAMN MADJACK ALL READY!!!

I'm a terrible host you see. The pay is horrible. I can't clean up the messes left behind and the neighbors are always complaining about the noise.

By Heiko on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:48 pm: Edit

Head,
PEACE! - don't we all love each other? Just like the neurons in our brains do love each other. Uhm, something like that?

By Loucheliver on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:46 pm: Edit

Ain't workin' Verababe.

By Verawench on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:46 pm: Edit

oops, changed my mind, it wasn't that funny.

By Verawench on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:45 pm: Edit

specialbrew

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:42 pm: Edit

GET OUT OF MY THREAD!!!

By Heiko on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:40 pm: Edit

I'm sure the translator is even more not able to analyze any grammar...

If I was on acid, I'm sure this thread would send me on a bad "I don't get it"-trip now.
But alcohol is my friend and tells me "you don't get it and you don't care". Ignorance is bliss!

By Loucheliver on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:40 pm: Edit

Plus, I did it wrong.
What a numbnuts.

By Loucheliver on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:16 pm: Edit

Now I perceive the mis-malfunction. The Forum ain't gots me snazzy font.

By Loucheliver on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:15 pm: Edit

Hello Heiko. I have enjoyed your discourse here in Fairyland, and have never extended my palm in greeting across the Atlantic.

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:13 pm: Edit

The Hard Hybrid. Marc, wanna start a new band?

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:12 pm: Edit

Which translates back to:
They say that you cannot take it with you. If stories know the mummy, Indiana Jones and the ring Goonies, which is applicable at all likes, you surely to educate it on fucking the hybrid hard which try, to receive it.

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:10 pm: Edit

For Heiko:

Sie sagen, daß Sie nicht es mit Ihnen nehmen können. Wenn Geschichten die Mama, Indiana Jones und den Ring Goonies, der an allen zutreffend ist mögen, können Sie sicher, ihn auf den fucking bastard hart zu bilden, die versuchen, ihn zu erhalten.

By Dr_Ordinaire on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:08 pm: Edit

Heiko:

You don't have enough thujone lubricating your synapses. Have another absinthe and try again...

By Heiko on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 09:05 pm: Edit

I don't get it.

That's just a matter of not being able to analyze foreign grammar anymore, I'm sure...

By Head_Prosthesis on Monday, June 04, 2001 - 08:46 pm: Edit

They say you can't take it with you.

If stories like The Mummy, Indiana Jones and the Goonies ring true at all, you can sure make it hard on the fucking bastards trying to get it.

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