Sorry, but I just thought about doing X with Marc and Don... and I almost fell of my chair...

LOL, LOL fucking LOL

By Dr_Ordinaire on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:27 pm: Edit

"I'm voting for a forum-wide "cuddle-puddle" "

That's easy to say, Verushka. Who's bringing the X?

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 09:11 pm: Edit

The Doc said it best. I'm voting for a forum-wide "cuddle-puddle"

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 08:51 pm: Edit

See, it doesn't have to be sex all the damn time.
I got skills,
I got game...

I have the knack.

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 08:11 pm: Edit

ooh.. that was better than a cellular hickey.

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:53 pm: Edit

(you just got shot the "HEAD GLARE", made famous by the original "HEAD")

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:48 pm: Edit

I spent all afternoon picking up limbs after those brats. The least you could do is do some stitching.

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:32 pm: Edit

Maybe Mom can stitch him back up?

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:25 pm: Edit

His arm's falling off...

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:21 pm: Edit

That's my fuckin' boy!

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:20 pm: Edit

That's my boy!

By Mr_Carfax on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:07 pm: Edit

No sicker than anyone else on the forum.....

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 02:42 pm: Edit

"So what medicinal properties does a baby Vera in a bottle of Absinthe have??"

I hope you don't expect ME to answer!? Would I drink my own amnionic fluid? How sick do you think I am?

By Mr_Carfax on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 02:37 pm: Edit

The baby Vera in the bottle reminds me so much of those bottles of whisky with a snake in it you get in SE Asia at roadside stalls.....supposed to make you virile, put hair on your chest and give you balls of steel or something like that I think.....

So what medicinal properties does a baby Vera in a bottle of Absinthe have??

By Louched_Liver on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 02:35 pm: Edit

Or an episode of "Tales of the Ripped".

By Morriganlefey on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 02:31 pm: Edit

Incest??!? *wink*

(Careful, you're going to have that spinster of morality Panks after me again...)

- M

By Petermarc on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 02:07 pm: Edit

it's like an episode of 'tales from the crypt'

By Cheri on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 01:18 pm: Edit

I think he raped the Green Fairy..

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 01:12 pm: Edit

"I thought that was Head's love child"

Head's and whose? Or does he reproduce asexually?

I seem to recall something about legions of headless children...

By Louched_Liver on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:48 pm: Edit

Head's love child would be mooning us.

By Louched_Liver on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:47 pm: Edit

My picture is "icky poo"? Remeber Cheri-gross is only gut deep. Wait 'til you get a gander at the exterior. You'll really be hurlin'.
You'll be serving me and the Chev? It's about time we were shown our due!
And no, that is not a larval stage-that is a full blown louched liver. The larval stage looks a lot like an uncooked Jimmy Dean sausage patty.
There are days though, when I awaken and feel exactly like the Pernod fetus looks-pickled in absinthe.

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:47 pm: Edit

"Onions", huh? Let's see ... an onion has many layers, and it makes people cry when they cut into it.

So, basically, I'm Shrek.

By Cheri on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:41 pm: Edit

I thought that was Head's love child

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:34 pm: Edit

And nine months later, a little forumite tyke enters the world. In a jar, of course ... floating in Pernod.

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:32 pm: Edit

Chev, can we nickname you Onions?

"No! Cause the picture on your profile, louchie, is icky poo!"

From what I understand, that's a picture of LL in mere larvae stage. Louched Larvea.

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:30 pm: Edit

The Forumites. (As in dustmites and termites.)

Who else is gonna eat the forum? It starts to grow on your walls and can irritate respiratory conditions.

By Cheri on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:28 pm: Edit

No! Cause the picture on your profile, louchie, is icky poo!

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:28 pm: Edit

Be warned: we're serving liver and onions this year.

By Louched_Liver on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:25 pm: Edit

Can I sit at the grown-up's table this year?
Da Widdle Wiver.

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:07 pm: Edit

All corsets shall be unlaced to make room for stuffing.

By Dr_Ordinaire on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:03 pm: Edit

Oops, now "I" fucked up: Ian and Etienne too...

Doesn't matter! It's Thanksgiving, all sins are forgiven. For the next 48 hours this is going to be one big X cuddle-puddle. Can we do it?

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:59 am: Edit

And I'm old enough not to remember what I don't know. Wait -- I mean ...

By Cheri on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:56 am: Edit

I am old enough to admit that I don't know everything....

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:51 am: Edit

Well ... ok then. But only because you said so. ;-)

By Dr_Ordinaire on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:44 am: Edit

C'mon Marc! You haven't posted much lately and you slipped under her radar.

You know YOU, and Chrissypus and Oxy and Pedro are included in her well-wishing.

OK?

By Etienne on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:32 am: Edit

Proud to share such fine company! Some of us might have a different opinion about who's embarrassing.

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:29 am: Edit

Oxygenée, Petermarc, Absinthedrinker, Chrysippvs, Etienne and me: what a slightly embarrassing bunch we are.

??????

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:22 am: Edit

Welcome to the attic of dispossessed, unloved and forgotten sentinels: the Forumites. (As in dustmites and termites.)

By Dr_Ordinaire on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:19 am: Edit

Hm, Vera, how old is your sister Cheri? Does she enjoy gladiator movies...?

By Verawench on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:15 am: Edit

I was going to include all the antique dealers/collectors in one chess club-like bunch: knowledgable but slightly embarrassing.

Also, some of you simply defy description.

Cheri, you're the aunt everyone dotes on :-)

By Cheri on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:09 am: Edit

I am the sister in the attic that everyone whispers about and never sees in the daytime...I also never help with the dishes..

By _Blackjack on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 11:02 am: Edit

---

Quote:

Bob Chong, the angry bookworm cousin
Blackjack, the gentle bookworm cousin

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By Tavarua on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 08:39 am: Edit

All right Chevalier, don't get ahead of yourself. You still have to be jumped in. East Siiidddde.

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:49 am: Edit

Now there's a role. Drunken gate-crasher sloshes about, pulls at Vera's stay-laces until she turns the color of a ripe plum. Head douses gate-crasher with slushy slerpis and sets him alight. The extremes of cold and heat have a sobering effect. Gate-crasher recovers and does the dishes for everyone.

By Dr_Ordinaire on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:41 am: Edit

"An Argentine P.S.: Have you seen Mme. Delahaye's new absinthe history book? Says that the Maison Berger had a branch in BUENOS AIRES!"

Thanks, Marc. This Christmas I'll make sure to check my parents' basement!

By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:27 am: Edit

"Guess we don't love her"

...there's always that relative with the grudge to hold.

Chevy, you could be the drunken gate crasher that get's into fights.

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:22 am: Edit

But Dr. Ordinaire, you're not one of the "we". You were included in Vera's group hug. You were pressed against her corset stays. Don't you see, brother?

An Argentine P.S.: Have you seen Mme. Delahaye's new absinthe history book? Says that the Maison Berger had a branch in BUENOS AIRES!

By Dr_Ordinaire on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 07:06 am: Edit

"Guess we don't love her."

How can you say that, OtherMarc? Look at her. Golden rivulets of hair, wide-open eyes, innocent lips... sneaky right hand crawling toward the Pernod bottle!

Isn't she adorable?

Now, if only she were sitting on Uncle Ordinaire's lap...

By Chevalier on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 05:50 am: Edit

Golly, looks like Vera left some forumites out of her "family reunion".
Guess she doesn't love .... us.
Guess we don't love her.
A perfect match. No 'tater smears to clean up, either.

By Cheri on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 05:28 am: Edit

ugh! this is so icky poo!

By Petermarc on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 03:18 am: Edit

verlaine's mother would have been proud...

By Petermarc on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 03:16 am: Edit

'pernod fetus'

LOL!!!!...oh, i soiled 'em!

By Aion on Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 12:04 am: Edit

Vera,
you a whiny kid???

I´d rather see you as the forum´s Lamia.

A.

By Mr_Rabid on Monday, November 19, 2001 - 10:59 pm: Edit

It's impossible to upstage a foetus in a jar, as W.C. Fields is not rumored to have once said.

By Verawench on Monday, November 19, 2001 - 09:47 pm: Edit

Upstage my Pernod Fetus, will you??? Damn Wabbits.

By Mr_Rabid on Monday, November 19, 2001 - 09:38 pm: Edit

Now I know what to specify in my will: Large glass coffin, filled with absinthe. Mourners may partake at funeral, until service ends or dosage mark on side of coffin is reached. Water to be added.

As corpse obscured by slowly forming opalescent substance, officator to say "Ashes to ashes, louche to louche..."

By Verawench on Monday, November 19, 2001 - 08:19 pm: Edit

Or, even earlier:

By Verawench on Monday, November 19, 2001 - 08:13 pm: Edit

GRRR!!!! Mutha...

By Dr_Ordinaire on Monday, November 19, 2001 - 07:58 pm: Edit

Ok, Vera, see if you can post it. The pic of you as a small girl, at mealtime?

By Dr_Ordinaire on Monday, November 19, 2001 - 07:56 pm: Edit

What uncle could resist winking at a niece like this...?

By Verawench on Monday, November 19, 2001 - 05:55 pm: Edit

Kallisti, the glamorous if aloof mother
Don, the militant father
Marc, the cool uncle you get high with
Morrigan, the cousin with "asking for incest" written all over her
Bob Chong, the angry bookworm cousin
Blackjack, the gentle bookworm cousin
Tav, the freaky kid
Wolfgang, the kid with conjugation and syntax problems
Nephilim, the long-lost son
Mr. Rabit, the town dentist who always comes to dinner
Head, the cousin who ruins 'NSync for the kids and who everyone suspects might be gay
Ted the apt, handsome son everyone is jealous of
Hobgoblin, the cousin who keeps escaping from the basement
Vera, the whiny kid sister
Dr. O, the uncle who keeps winking at Vera
Petermarc, the worldly cousin with the best stories
Heiko, the drunken cousin with an accent
Artemis, Artemis is Artemis. We love him much.

I'm trying to imagine what a forum-wide food fight would be like. Lots of wrestling in mashed sweet potaters, mayhaps?

I'm thankful for all of you freaks. Happy Thanksgiving. I love you all.