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speculation. droopy is..... finally living high and mighty after all those years of cheap booze, fast women, public transportation and frozen dinners. Yep, droop hit it big in Biloxi after a weekend with his favorite aunt and uncle. After a solid 3 hours with the Adams Family nickel slots the ultra rare triple Uncle Fester appeared and he won a massive $500k pay out. Since then, our dear and modest droop has been living the good life he so much deserves. He's since packed up his home in Ft Worth and taken up residence on a river boat casino Terrible's Casino and RV Park in LaGrange, MO as the key events coordinator, slot machine wizard and overall game floor icon. It's no surprise that El Vez and Mini Kiss are now regulars at the Mark Twain Casino. Everyone knows droop and with such notoriety its droop who now has his drinks bought, his doors opened and his pick of women not to mention the most pimped out RV in the park . (and this is where someone else picks up the story or makes one of their own) |
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droopy and spider done r-u-n-n-o-f-t together. they live in a cabin on the desert side of montana. tom waits playing on the turntable while they play scrabble. that's my theory. |
Droopy is playing his ukulele and Spider works the whiskey jug and it really is quite beautiful.They attrack large crowds and make really good money,after the commuters have made their way home,they mosey over to the stockyards for steak and more whiskey,then desert and some more fine whiskey Then home to their beautiful penthouse that they manage to pay for with the proceeds they make so abundantly with their musical talent at Camp Bowie and University and more fine whisky. But I'm not one to gossip,you didn't hear this from me! |
it is a slow Sunday morning here in Sorabjiland. |
I have corresponded with the Spider recently. We both spoke of our regret in not being around here for the past year or so. |
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gotten a little stale. The new one might just as stale, but at least it'll be a change of scenery. Pepper, you're part of the family kind of like the rotting corpse behind the wall is part of the house. |
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so we discovered we've had a mouse. we know it was a mouse vs. a rat because a) we've dealt with rats before and they are far more ruthless and work in packs b) how selective this critter was. it clearly had a taste preference in our pantry for sweets and a particular kinds of sweets. So I've been meaning to go and get some traps, but Im sorta of hesitant, because well, having dealt with rats in our house LA and hearing the "SNAP!" go off in the middle of the night or going in the kitchen to get some water and seeing the little fuckers dart behind the sink......there was some avoidance on my part. The mouse hadn;t fully invaded the kitchen, was isolated to one spot and never made it to counter tops. The other night Im walking in the kitchen at night and i see the fucker!! And its running really really slowly across the floor, and I unholster my flip flop akin to what I do when I see bugs parading in my house only I dont reach down to stun it, but rather i throw my flip flop at it in the most futile of efforts. It makes it underneath the sideboard we have in the kitchen. Not wanting to loose track of it, I dart for a broom...that will allow me to whack from a greater distance I think. So I then pull the sideboard out, reveal the little grey bastard and again, attempt to swat it with the broom. Yet another futile effort plaid out in slow-mo. The mouse made it to safety underneath the baseboard of my floor-to-ceiling cabinets. Where it apparently has died of something....fear? stroke? So now we have this smell we cannot do anything about without tearing walls and cabinets, which I'm not ready to do. So we wait for decay to run its course. And try not to think about it. |
And try not to think about it." Could be talking about many things I suppose. |
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"plaid"? Pepper will steak knives work on my inability to type 50 words per minute without a mistake? |
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when was the last time you tried pen and ink? i can't write 20 words per minute without making a mistake, the handwriting equivalent a typo. |
hey can i ask you a small work-related favor? Next time you are in Whole Foods there, if you think about it, can you see what magazine is in the pocket just outside the door of the beer cooler? |
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what's sick is that i can answer that without going down there. there are three magazines, one is Draught, one is All About Beer, and... crap, I can't remember the other one. there is also a freebie type beer publication. |
Glad to know mine is there. Daniel, silly, that title is found in the dairy department. for those interested, there is a must-see short video clip on the flickr page. someone is deep in the raspberry-making phase. |
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