Tour Books
 

Someone over on Mick's bored said there were Tour books in Tampa tonight :blob2: :blob1:

Why those no good beatnicks, always ruining the fun for everyone else. My father told me to hang a man that talked to me that way. And I'm a registered work-aholic. Who's with me?

Wtf? You're in the wrong thread anyway. This one had no replies. See?

The next time I see that man's face around here, I'm gonna spit it out, and then chew it up again. What's that pillow doing there anyway? Do you know who put that pillow there? I told you, it must never be disturbed! Answer me!

Er..I think that's the pillow you used to smother the poor bastard. Look, everyone has their Mick issues but take them elsewhere. Let the man rest in peace.

That would be the same pillow, wouldn't it? But hey man, my beef's not with Mick. You don't see this guy? He's right there! Look at him. Thinks he's too flippin' floppin' purple to come over and talk to me like a civilized arthropod. Makes me want to take that door over there and see what's behind it. A lizard?

He's f*cking purple coz you smothered the life out of him. No, he can't talk. He never could talk like a civilized arthropod so it's no big loss. Er..I'm talking about Mick now.

I'm tellin' ya, that ain't no Mick! If Mick wants to come and console me, that's one thing, but this man won't even let me touch the fluffy thing on his hat. Now are you just going to stand there or are you gonna help with these quilts?

Are you high? Fine. Wrap this mystery dude up in the quilts and let's clean this place up. Oh gawd, you're right. It's not Mick. But it's Mick's HAT! How did he get Mick's HAT? Oh this is not all that funny.

I can clean the place up to the point of tearfall, high or no high. You can't take that away from me. No matter how hard to may try, you will not knock the tides from my center of well-beingness. But alas, you are right, IT'S NOT ALL THAT KIND OF FUNNY JUST IS IT?

Aww, that was my wedding song. Wait. I'm not married.

This thread was going for a quiet dignity. Overly simplistic? Maybe. But the point was a bold one.

Aww. That was my divorce song. Wait. I'm not divorced.

My ex picked a breakup song for us while we were still going out. Asshole.

I heard it on the radio one night on my way to see him. He broke up with me that night.

The good thing was, while we were at dinner, I told him that I had heard it on the radio and laughed about it...not knowing that he really was planning on breaking up with me. Needless to say, that made him feel rather ****ty.

Gawd, what a terrible story. That is so WRONG! Hopefully you have moved on, are doing WAY better than his sorry ass, and he's batteling venue camera Nazis on Jerry Springer! LOL!