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ToMacco
Mr. Orange
Gender: Male Location: A bar in Minnesota |
*Texas falls, because he can't run with no big toe. ToMacco swipes ring, runs to pawn shop.*
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Tex
Yumsz
Gender: Unspecified Location: Tampa, FL, USA |
*Texas gives up*
*makes appointment with toe doctor, curses ToMacco*
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Oct 31st, 2001 09:41 PM |
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ToMacco
Mr. Orange
Gender: Male Location: A bar in Minnesota |
*ToMacco feels bad, asks doctor for Tex's bill. Sends ring back to Tex, after ass-head pawn guy made bogus offer.*
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Nov 1st, 2001 05:29 AM |
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HavocHound
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Gender: Unspecified Location: the Flipside |
I'm not getting defensive. I just thought that by "odd topic" you meant that this topic was going to get closed for being odd.
By now, it should be known that everything I do and say is odd.
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Nov 2nd, 2001 12:51 AM |
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Ushgarak
Paladin
Gender: Male Location: Chelmsford, Essex, UK Co-Admin |
Even if that WAS what he meant (an over-reaction, but I guess you are a little 'jumpy' right now, as it were), Texas is just a poster like you; he can't close anything.
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Nov 2nd, 2001 12:56 AM |
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Tex
Yumsz
Gender: Unspecified Location: Tampa, FL, USA |
that's what you think
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Nov 2nd, 2001 04:33 AM |
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ToMacco
Mr. Orange
Gender: Male Location: A bar in Minnesota |
Don't get us wrong, HH, you are odd!
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Nov 2nd, 2001 05:54 AM |
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finti
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Gender: Unspecified Location: |
So when he teams up with you To there are two of you then.
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Nov 2nd, 2001 07:39 AM |
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HavocHound
Senior Member
Gender: Unspecified Location: the Flipside |
I saw this delightfully messed up skit on Saturday Night Live last night. It had Chris Kattan as a pantless hick with a mullet (I have nothing against hicks or mullets - I am a hick and I used to have a mullet). It also had John Goodman as a cop. There was another guy as a cop and What's-Her-Face (can't remember her name) as the trailer trash wife.
It started out as a call to 911. Kattan's character called them because his wife had shut herself in the oven. He kept saying that his wife had locked herself in the stove and he said it in a hilarious voice with a redneck accent. When the police arrived, she was still in the oven. You find out that the reason she was in the oven is because her husband was trying to perform an experiment on her - he was trying to rub a balloon in her hair so he could make it stick to the ceiling with static electricity.
Anyway, there was some arguing and some side-antics and all kinds of hilarious hijinx that would've made you puke with laughter if you were drunk. At the end, you find out that Kattan's character had, at some time in the past, blown off his right thumb with a firecracker (trying to perform some kind of experiment) and had his wife's big toe grafted onto his hand in place of his thumb.
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finti
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