The last person to post here wins - Page 2

Cookie Parker · 03-08-2010, 11:55 PM

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Originally Posted by fleamailman

("...what type of birds..." asked the goblin)

"...give us a kiss lov...", now last but not least the goblin, who thanked everyone for their words, and who had replied to the parrot "...not until you clean your teeth then..." as it munched on those now somewhat "finger flavored" crisps the goblin had offered the parrot in his error, but the parrot just repeated again "...give us a kiss lov...", so perhaps visiting the supermarket's pet-shop this afternoon had been one of life's little lessons thought the goblin who could now see clearly why computers were in binary, and why most school teachers typed with two fingers "...parrot, they've come across you before I guess, haven't they..." the goblin said as the parrot turned its small head a little sideways in that "fancy another round of knuckles goblin" look they always have when they're hungry, the goblin couldn't resist, somehow his fingers were worth the fun of feeding this parrot "... o how you're like feeding this slot here then my dear parrot..." he ventured

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You say the darndest things.

fleamailman · 03-09-2010, 12:06 AM

"...yes, I am trying to be your average inconspicuous everyday member of this forum..." said the goblin, going MYAHAHAHAHA to reassure everyone of his sincerity in this matter, adding "...think of me as one of you then..."

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Phyllis Sidheuaine · 03-09-2010, 01:01 PM

Phyllis Sidheuaine

fleamailman · 03-09-2010, 09:40 PM

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Originally Posted by Harry lime, in the third man

800 years and what has Switzerland with its peace given us, the cuckoo clock

"...no, what the Swiss make well is the musical toilet roll holder that plays "Edelweiss"..." said the goblin not joking, wishing he had a picture of it, continuing "...also we are quite good at looking after your money..."

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Phyllis Sidheuaine · 03-10-2010, 06:45 AM

Phyllis Sidheuaine

fleamailman · 03-16-2010, 03:24 PM

"...at any rate I'll never go there again..." said the goblin as he picked his way through his mailbox, "...for the life of me, those are the silliest "last post" tea-parties I ever was at..." and just as the goblin said this, the goblin noticed that yet another email had the words "the last person to post here wins, reply notification", "...oh, now that is very curious.." the goblin thought. "...oh but everything is curious today. I think I should go back there and see then..." as the goblin pressed the link which then reads "I win", "...curiouser and curiouser..." exclaimed the goblin continuing "...but we'll soon see about that though..." as the goblin readies his reply and posts "...mortals you step away from sanity if you continue down this path with me here..." but the goblin guessed that it was already too late for many, sanity had never been much fun it seemed

Phyllis Sidheuaine · 03-22-2010, 01:15 AM

*meow*

Phyllis Sidheuaine

the jatsman · 03-22-2010, 03:09 AM

"... that's how it all starts, that first taste, the start of many addiction..." as he scccumbs once more, and gives up on his plans for the day and instead makes another fire to keep him warm as he posts away the day "...not that I have ever been a drinker as such, despite my years of excess, not one of the must have a drink types like the serious alcoholic we dragged out of bed once on a team building works outward bounds course, in our effort to score more points for our team, and so we dragged the sleeping members from their blissful rest, and made them walk across a 6" wide bridge of ropes and planks which precariously hovered over a frozen pond in the middle of a cold February night. One by one they tripped across and added to our tally, until poor John, stinking of the whiskey still half asleep, froze, halfway across. We encouraged and cajoled, while the pyshcologists looked on with their notepads, ticking boxes on the performance of their lab rats, no joy, so I joined him on the bridge that creaked with our combined weight, and gently ushered him across, past his fear, and as the bridge broke sending me knee deep into the icy 3' depth, it mattered not, for points were in the bag, our team had won, and it was worth getting cold and wet, to wipe the smug smiles from the faces of the other team, better than being poor John too, safe but shattered on the bank, and who would never be dry"

fleamailman · 03-22-2010, 12:02 PM

("...interesting post JATS..." said the goblin)

repost from elsewhere, the goblin's two cents then

French game show stirs controversy by 'torturing' contestants - MSN TV News

the goblin showed, feeling that most points had already been mentioned by now, saying "...society functions on having its civilians accept the idea of greed and punishment in their midst, the carrot and the stick then, so the question, that hasn't been explored here, is do those who kill their victim turn out to be better adjusted to this society, for it's the same difference, "mercy killing" is just that, where the others are "punishment befitting the crime", "self defense", "the fetus was unwanted", "defending ones liberties", and the like, all just "loophole justifications" on a slippery slope to a mental acceptance at first, and then to a physical compliance afterwards..." mentioned the goblin now, adding "...isn't that what goes though the contestants minds at the time then..."

the jatsman · 03-22-2010, 05:23 PM

repost from elsewhere, excuse the smelly feet...

"I have devoured enough science fiction films to wonder whether we should just be more honesty about it and go back to some traditional old fashioned rituals that we still practice to some degree, like the aforementioned Morris Dancers, back to the collusiems then, are they not what made Rome great, a glorious celebration of brutality, could we, will we, would we, again..." he wonders taking his steaming boots off with ten miles under his belt the exhausted Jats continued "...firstly it would give the chavs something to do at weekends, or we could make them slaves, unless I fall into a category, the ring then, a soldier of fortune, whatever, there is always some regime you have to bow down to, or have I just watched too much science fiction..." confused the Jatsman makes tea.