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What if you accidentally drew Muhammed in the snow?


-Chris Peacock

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Quote: Bureau

What if you accidentally drew Muhammed in the snow?


-Chris Peacock

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I'd say you lost control of your bowels!

Well, for pretty much the rest evening, you, like all TSA personnel, would be falling in line if you suddenly felt the need to profile me as a cockeyed terrorist.

But, not in a gay way, of course.

Unless, due to an otherwise overwhelming amount of semi-pertinent requests, my soon to be infidel-unfriendly life depended upon it.

(All of which, in the end, no doubt, would mean that there was just no way I was ever going to get on the last plane talking off from Detroit. Or, at least not before it came to pass, that the latest blizzard had indeed, finally run it's full, and rather disturbing, course.)

Or, so it would seem. Whether wide awake, or just bankrupt once and for all on yet another, misguided, not so over easy, but all the way, done and gone-like dream.

john peurach.

I doubt it would be an accident!

LG

On purpose?

I guess that would be yellow journalism.

But you'd have to PROVE it was an accident.


Anyway.....I couldn't do it unless a garden hose pipe was involved....

LG

But you'd have to PROVE it was an accident.


Anyway.....I couldn't do it unless a garden hose pipe was involved....

LG

John

Have you been chumming around with Miley Cyrus?

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Quote: John Peurach

Well, for pretty much the rest evening, you, like all TSA personnel, would be falling in line if you suddenly felt the need to profile me as a cockeyed terrorist.

But, not in a gay way, of course.

Unless, due to an otherwise overwhelming amount of semi-pertinent requests, my soon to be infidel-unfriendly life depended upon it.

(All of which, in the end, no doubt, would mean that there was just no way I was ever going to get on the last plane talking off from Detroit. Or, at least not before it came to pass, that the latest blizzard had indeed, finally run it's full, and rather disturbing, course.)

Or, so it would seem. Whether wide awake, or just bankrupt once and for all on yet another, misguided, not so over easy, but all the way, done and gone-like dream.

john peurach.

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Greetings Victor:

Thanks for the interesting enquire.

Why, does it show?

And here I thought because I'd opened the windows real well around here and left the gorilla suit back in the trailer that most folks would just naturally think it was me, yet again, going nutso again because of all the Bollywood tunes I keep dialing up on You Tube, while otherwise sitting around waiting for another case of airplane model glue to get shipped over from the hobby store.

Meanwhile, happy landings.

And to all a good night, even though it's not all that far into the middle of the day.

But, apparently enough for those among us on speed dial with the any number of quality full-service bail bonds.

Ta-Ta for now, and how.

john peurach.

Keep'em coming John, I enjoy all your posts.

They are always intriguing.

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Quote: Bureau

What if you accidentally drew Muhammed in the snow?

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I would contact Queen Mudder immediately to write a story about it.

John P., it is seemingly an extremely difficult task for you to converse with humans in a cohesive manner and I do, ahead of time, apologize for my obvious ignorance in the dictionariate usage. However, it is my intent to peruse said dictionary and ultimately consume the contents over a period of time...a time which I cannot, at this time, determine as a result of not having had to delve into a feat of such magnitude in my lifetime. My lifetime having been three score year and two to date.

I would like to take this opportunity to grovel at your feet and thank you for drawing my attention to my pathetic usage of the English Language.

LG

Ah, the English language...

Our friend Bureau has truly opened a nest of squirming vipers.

It remains open to international interpretation, but our shared language is indeed a beautiful creation. It encompasses words from other tongues, and yet retains a unique quality all of its own.

Everything is there, just waiting to be utilised.

The speeches of Winston Churchill, of Martin Luther King, of John F Kennedy, the lyrics of John Lennon and Paul McCartney, the lyrics of Elvis Presley, Stevie Wonder, Marvin Gaye, the captivating prose of Dickens, Joyce, and Shakespeare.

Tis truly wondrous.

An extant beyond mere beauty. The language of love, the language of war, the language of defiance, the language of compromise, and sadly, occasionally, the language of hate.

As Marvin Gaye said: Only love can conquer hate.*

But it's OURS!

Use it!

Embrace it!

It's the greatest gift God ever bestowed upon us.

(That deep and heavy enough for ya? Do I get me £5 now?)

Bastards

Skoob

*Didn't really work out for Marvin, because his dad shot him. Still, he was fortunate enough to sing for me at the ABC in Ardwick on two occasions. Dunno if that made him feel better, but I hope it did. Kool and The Gang were on at the Free Trade Hall one of the times. I went for the Marvin gig.

I'll never shoot you, dad.

Regards,

Your son.

Glad to hear it son.

In return, I promise not to sing 'Got To Give It Up.'

Kindest

Dad.

Hold on, Hold on!

How many children do you have SKOOB?
This is the 90th child to find you on this forum, when is it going to end? Do you own a small country we dont know about? When do you get the time?

Bureau, It can be done, if one is facing south with a wind chill factor of 10.

Arm x