Word For The Day, Thursday, May 26, 2005

dictionaries ad nauseum | May 26, 2005 | secret garden2

[Robert A Cook PE]

Good morning to you, gw! You are one pleasant guy that in feeling so punk in the way that you do, that you would cheerily wish everyone such a nice "good morning."

I sure hope that you're feeling better today....

"Who is "Better" (and who is Punk for that matter!) and why do you hope gw is felling her butter Better than anybody else who gw chooses to feel batter?" Robt asks innocently.

Do you hope Mrsgw gets to feel Better too? Or does that somethong you'd rather not bring up in class in pubic? (Er, publick.)

[TheGrimReaper]

A doctor examined a woman, took the husband aside, and said, "I don't like the looks of your wife at all."
"Me neither doc," said the husband. "But she's a great cook and really good with the kids."

[patton]

two jap soldiers surrender today (wwII)

[Robert A Cook PE]

Oh, well, sure. TN has 3 crooked demo politicians.

Down here, they could start by arresting all of the demo's in the GA legistlature....... The repubbies left over (and the AJC idiotorial writers) wouldn't notice.

[Miss Behave]

Bobby, Better is a good girl...like me. Don't you feel that?

[Miss Behave]

And Bobby, Punk is a bad boy...like you. And I know you feel that.

[Hegewisch Dupa]

An artifice to put 'the go' into those on the go...

[Robert A Cook PE]

Ya better bet your bottom booty Betty Boobie is a better booby than the other guy you're gonna perk....

[secret garden2]

I love good poetry! A+++ !

[secret garden2]

How clever! Better than the potty chair and beach towels over windows get-up we used on road trips when the kiddos were little. Why do they always have to go again 10 minutes after leaving a rest stop?
A+++ !

[Miss Behave]

Bobby, how do you do it? Your witty, if not blush-causing, way with words, doesn't seem to square with your rat's nest hair and runny nose and old gum befind your ear--WITH junch chunks in it. I observed early on your inconguities, pointing to your eccentricities which are the conundrum of Bobby...of which I like.

Now Scram or I'll pants ya.

Xs, I forgot what you call an unkwown down zipper, in Philly, but Bobby dun gots one...AGAIN...today. And he smells like a dirty boys' bathroom.

[Miss Behave]

Make that "old gum behind your ear--WITH lunch chunks in it."

[Miss Behave]

I loved your poem too, Jack...as usual. Thanks for sharing it with us.

[Miss Behave]

Hey Dupa, can you take that on The Vomit Comet? I want one. And Dupa, ya want my other twinkie? It's fresh, not skunky. :-)

[Robert A Cook PE]

How come "HE" gets to pick your twinky?

Hmmmph!

(Robt scowls, sulks, gets pouty ... )

[Miss Behave]

Bobbyyyyyy, he didn't pick my twinky, he GOT my leftover Twinkie. That is, if he wants it. It he has a bite left I'll give him a quarter to give it to you. I'll ask him kindly to not suck out all the cream. I can give you no promises. You may smell my cheek now.

[theDentist]

DO I have to have my report card signed?

[MoochPooch]

The artifice of STAR WARS tends to overshadow everything else that sucked.

[Hegewisch Dupa]

You may smell my cheek now.

That's just one of those good lines I have no response to...

[Miss Behave]

That was meant for Bobby...as I make him wait for my every direction. I threw it in as just a "funny/bizarro" thing...kinda like Bobby is. I'm waiting Bobby...and I'm tapping one of my black patent leather mary janes.