Well, I like non sequiturs as much as the next guy, but I'm having a hard time wrapping my noodle around "Stonewashed Chicken Donut."spatman wrote:why, does something seem abnormal?scottsax wrote:Um, did Josh quietly have a stroke and no one noticed?Joshua Smith wrote:Stonewashed Chicken Donut.
seems like normal josh discourse to me...scottsax wrote:Well, I like non sequiturs as much as the next guy, but I'm having a hard time wrapping my noodle around "Stonewashed Chicken Donut."spatman wrote:why, does something seem abnormal?scottsax wrote:Um, did Josh quietly have a stroke and no one noticed?Joshua Smith wrote:Stonewashed Chicken Donut.
Maybe I'm the one that had the stroke...
Well...OK, then...I'll, uh, just get back to work now...spatman wrote:seems like normal josh discourse to me...scottsax wrote:Well, I like non sequiturs as much as the next guy, but I'm having a hard time wrapping my noodle around "Stonewashed Chicken Donut."spatman wrote:why, does something seem abnormal?scottsax wrote:Um, did Josh quietly have a stroke and no one noticed?Joshua Smith wrote:Stonewashed Chicken Donut.
Maybe I'm the one that had the stroke...
I remove the bolt from the end of my p-valve and use it to pry the beer bottles open ...Pez7378 wrote:You and your buddy find yourselves stranded in the middle of the ocean.You've been there for a few days, so you both ditched all your scuba gear
. All you have is your exposure suits. You suddenly notice something floating in the water nearby. You swim over to it and discover that it's a plastic sack floating on the surface that contains 4 bottles of beer :occasion5: .(Let's say, since I'm drinking some now that it's REDHOOK ESB) They aren't twist tops, so how will you get them open so that you can drink 'em?
Although there may be many ways to get these beers open, there is only one answer that I will accept.
scottsax wrote:He was some kind of high-powered mutant never intended for mass production. Too weird to live, too rare to die.
Josh Smith wrote:You just have to be sure and scrape all the old, loose stuff off before you recoat; otherwise you won't get a decent bond. My grandpa liked to use chemical strippers, but I prefer to do it by hand.
Josh Smith wrote:Jamnit, Dim!
I'm a dimple sountry coctor!
Josh Smith wrote:Stonewashed Chicken Donut.
Josh Smith wrote:I like tacos!
Josh Smith suffers from a little known affliction called Interettes. As you have noticed, without warning, Josh could type just about anything. It's not really so much of a mental disorder as an inability to control the connections between his mind, and his finger tips. While talking to Josh, you would never recognize his illness......unless he's been drinking......no wait, different illness...... sorry.Josh Smith wrote:Yes, of course. Everyone knows why those rocks taste funny. I, for one, will never bake another quiche for them. Drugs don't shoot people- people on drugs shoot people to get more drugs. Oldest story in the book.
Everyone knows the first rule in Vegas is "Don't burn the locals." And we had done exactly that. We now found ourselves in a washed-out North Vegas ghetto arguing with a scag baron over the price of a hedgehog. I swear that's the last time I drink Rumpleminze with amyl chasers.Joshua Smith wrote:scottsax wrote:He was some kind of high-powered mutant never intended for mass production. Too weird to live, too rare to die.
Yes, of course. Everyone knows why those rocks taste funny. I, for one, will never bake another quiche for them. Drugs don't shoot people- people on drugs shoot people to get more drugs. Oldest story in the book.
scottsax wrote:Everyone knows the first rule in Vegas is "Don't burn the locals." And we had done exactly that. We now found ourselves in a washed-out North Vegas ghetto arguing with a scag baron over the price of a hedgehog. I swear that's the last time I drink Rumpleminze with amyl chasers.
That may be, but I was glad to unload him. Hopefully, he gave Savage Henry as many problems as he gave me. I can't abide troublesome hedgehogs.Joshua Smith wrote:I still think we could have gotten more for that hedgehog. You can't touch one for less than 250 off the strip.
This has got to be some strange, comic book hijack........scottsax wrote:That may be, but I was glad to unload him. Hopefully, he gave Savage Henry as many problems as he gave me. I can't abide troublesome hedgehogs.Joshua Smith wrote:I still think we could have gotten more for that hedgehog. You can't touch one for less than 250 off the strip.
I wanted to use the ether on it. But *somebody* decided that trading the rest of the ether to a couple of wasted strippers for half a breakfast burrito and 5 menthol cigarettes was a better idea. I hope it took a LONG time for those scratches to heal.scottsax wrote:That may be, but I was glad to unload him. Hopefully, he gave Savage Henry as many problems as he gave me. I can't abide troublesome hedgehogs.Joshua Smith wrote:I still think we could have gotten more for that hedgehog. You can't touch one for less than 250 off the strip.
You didn't fall for the "half breakfast burrito from the stippers" trick, did you?Joshua Smith wrote:I wanted to use the ether on it. But *somebody* decided that trading the rest of the ether to a couple of wasted strippers for half a breakfast burrito and 5 menthol cigarettes was a better idea. I hope it took a LONG time for those scratches to heal.scottsax wrote:That may be, but I was glad to unload him. Hopefully, he gave Savage Henry as many problems as he gave me. I can't abide troublesome hedgehogs.Joshua Smith wrote:I still think we could have gotten more for that hedgehog. You can't touch one for less than 250 off the strip.
Oh Josh, not again... ](*,)I had no use for the ether anymore. Besides, the floorboards of the El Dorado were soaked with it. We just had to crank the heat up and breathe the vapors....Joshua Smith wrote:I wanted to use the ether on it. But *somebody* decided that trading the rest of the ether to a couple of wasted strippers for half a breakfast burrito and 5 menthol cigarettes was a better idea. I hope it took a LONG time for those scratches to heal.
I mean, like, yeah. One of my favorite authors, but my material is original, man.spatman wrote:are you eventually going to paraphrase the whole book in this thread, scott?
scottsax wrote:I have to quote others-I've stared into that black abyss enough in my lifetime. I've heard the thousand primal screams of aborted nightmares coming at me from all directions, felt the top of my skull split open as every childhood night terror reached around to strangle me, and felt the twist of every knifepoint in the pit of my stomach. HST is for fun. My deep psyche is not.
spatman wrote:oh, i know your prose is from the soul josh. that dark, twisted, mescal addled worm of your inner core...
have you ever read any mark leyner?
