Posted on 06/23/2006 2:33:07 PM PDT by Gatemouth
The threads on the zot-able posts are pretty fun. As for the keyword thing, I'm not sure what that's all about either.
Still working on it . . . even though I am a bit of a newbie, all this blogging makes for more fat and less muscle don't ya know :-)
Blogging? Twenty more. Get your mind right!
Great entertainment, ain't it? Now he can smell nothing but OZONE!!! (grin)
That's hilarious!
It's nasty for those of us with slow dialup. Doesn't seem like it should take long to download, but it does sometimes... Oh well...
LOL!
"Any thoughts?"
And the villagers chanted as they offered the sacrifice to the Mods, who were pleased with the ozone and the smoke of burning.
How's that?
It ain't funny!
Please let me know if you want ON or OFF my Viking Kitty/ZOT ping list!. . . don't be shy.
IATZ!!!
Your Gone
Huffingglue comPost?
here's a question for you to ponder: does anyone with a brain care?
here's a question for you to memorize, as you'll be needing it all your life: Would you like fries with that, sir?
Maybe I'll head over to the DU Lounge and see what's going on.
Delta21, isn't that purty?
y'all? it's on like Donkey Kong
ON THE NATURE OF ZOT!
"What is a zot anyhow?"
Are you sure you wanna know?
Ok. The rest of you, I thought you might find this amusing. Here y'go:
The first thing that happens is that the troll's daddy and its other daddy feel that "special way" about each other.
Then, about nine months later, the stork does a flyby of the expectant parents - but not just any stork, no... this is a SPECIAL stork. A leprous, blighted, tattered, pus-dripping noxious braindead zombie stork, bearing its bundle of oozing misery - the gurgling drooling idiotic leftist democratic meatpuppet we know as the "troll".
Then, some decades later, when the troll matures (should I say, instead, "ripens"?) to the mental age of three, some benevolent but misguided soul shows it how to operate a net-linked computer when the circus freakshow keeper is not paying attention.
In a virtual case of water (though "water" is not precicely the fluid I mean) seeking its own level, the troll automatically finds its bumbling way to that hot-spot of all drooling retards, democrappicundergrown.compostheap.
The troll is so delighted to at long last be among wits of its own base level that it dissolves in a feculent bubbling mass of outgassing putrescence. When it re-coalesces in its new blighted environs, it takes the form and function best suited to the Elite Masters of its race - the mindless slobbering sightless clammy-fisted eunuch known publicly by many names (Deaniac being one, Clintoonista another, and a more recent species called a JKoff) but known privately to their owners as "useful idiots."
These useful idiots are spewn forth like the gibbering overflow of a well-used and fermented satanic port-o-let, to contaminate, stain, and stink up the more wholesome and cleanly realms of the internet, so that the great old ones - Cthulhu, Nyarlathotep, and the Unmentionable One (Teddy Kennedy) among them - can spread their glandered dominion ever farther.
Such purulent squamous masses soon or late wash up upon our shores.
They invariably burble their flatulent war cries.
This sudden gust of methane and stinks of less describable nature rouse the denizens of this fair land to wrath and vengeance.
Cruel and merciless warriors known as the Viking Kitties descend upon the hapless blob of noisome jelly, gashing it with barbs of wit and pith.
Such martial valor alerts the Almighty Mods of this land.
Jove thunders.
Lighning strikes! (ZOT!)
Methane emanations ignite!
And they detonate, flashing into an expanding pink mist of DUh.
There you have it, then. The short (and postable) version.
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I cannot believe I forgot to use "puling" and "yammering" in there somewhere.
DANG!
That many Keywords in a very short time span....
must be a record.
I'm glad I am not the only one! I live in an area where not only can I not get DSL [not surprising in a county that does not even have a traffic signal] but, also, dial up does not run anywhere near 58 kbps ... more like 26-39 on a good day ... sometimes 19 ... and, occasionally as slow as 4 ... and that's when all I can do is shut it down and find something else to do.
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