Hivemind: Son of Squamous

[Ginnel]

*bimbles back*

*Guitar twiddle*
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump, she might be dead.
Lump lingered last in line for brains and the one she got was sort o rotten and insane,
small things so sad that birds could land, was lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?

*jumps around a bit*

You can tell he's my twin can't you?

 

[Aeson]

Well if Caeser stood around laughing at Brutus after he got thoroughly beaten up by a woman it might stand true otherwise that quote is used a little disingenuously

I WASN'T laughing at you. I was laughing at how you wrote it.

 

[Aeson]

You can tell he's my twin can't you?

Not until you said he was your twin just now.

 

[Ginnel]

I WASN'T laughing at you. I was laughing at how you wrote it.

Well then, erm, as you were then!

 

[Duskblade]

Ginnel, congrats on level 2 (1,000 posts)!

 

[The_Warlock]

I didn't say anything about hurting themselves. I imagine it could be done without harm. My question was more out of concern than amusment.

I was once playing pool with some friends, when one of them took his shot, staggered, and pitched backward, crying out..."Augh! I pulled my arse!"

We should have helped him. We should have gone over and dragged him to a chair, or couch or something.

That was not possible however. The other 3 people in the room had within seconds pitched to the ground themselves, unable to control our laughter, trying to get handholds on the pool table to pull ourselves up to an occasional cry of, "I'm not kidding! My arse! Augh!"

This continued for some time.

 

[Aeson]

Well then, erm, as you were then!

If there were some single women here like Christine then I would be as I were.

 

[Aeson]

I was once playing pool with some friends, when one of them took his shot, staggered, and pitch backward, crying out..."Augh! I pulled my arse!"

We should have helped him. We should have gone over and dragged him to a chair, or couch or something.

That was not possible however. The other 3 people in the room had within seconds pitched to the ground themselves, unable to control our laughter, trying to get handholds on the pool table to pull ourselves up to an occasional cry of, "I'm not kidding! My arse! Augh!"

This continued for some time.

How does one pull his arse?

 

[hafrogman]

Taking amusement in the pain of others? Hmmph!

NICKY:
Oh, Schadenfreude, huh?
What's that, some kinda Nazi word?

GARY COLEMAN:
Yup! It's German for "happiness at the misfortune of others!"

NICKY:
"Happiness at the misfortune of others." That IS German!

I loves me some Avenue Q.

 

[Ginnel]

How does one pull his arse?

Get it drunk and come out with an amazingly funny chat up line?