Title: Have a Merry Christmas From A K A Stone Source:
[None] URL Source:[None] Published:Dec 21, 2010 Author:A K A Stone Post Date:2010-12-21 22:40:29 by A K A Stone Keywords:None Views:168430 Comments:181
I hope you all have a good Christmas. Been busy and not here much lately. Any questions or comments or Merry Christmases can be put here. Later.
I just want to say for my little puppy, Ol' Mad Dog ... that I have Yukon in the kennel for your licking pleasure. It's my way of saying .... Yuletide HOHOHO...
#100. To: Mad Dog, whitesands, yukon, badeye (#81)
... I'll go down to the bus station and scrape it off of a urinal.
My heavens! You need a leash back outside tied to Whitesands or yukon and your heated bitch, badeye. Hey! Did you mount badeye for your present? I know you two are about to have piles of mutts in your new Alaskan litter.... what we can do is ship them to China for the little boys&girls to eat for their daily protein requirements.
Well, although I have Mad Dog well trained to run after bones and he is a good watchdawg and all that... I have to admit his growls, snarls, barks and yipes are tough to translate.
He was raised in a kennel to become a sleigh puller. It wasn't his fault that yukon, whitesands and badeye bit him causing rabbies. We were going to put him to sleep and then realized that JimRob whelped him and have pity on him ever since.
All good questions, Skip and these are important but don't address the root cause of issues that create disarray within a forum. Give me one moment to chat about "murron" or "grannylongstockingswithoutabra" or "hillbilly-woman" or "Jezebel_Moonshine-Darlin'" and of course another of her infamous nicks.. "rebelgal."
A long time ago, murron worshipped every keystroke Sally made. Murron waited with baited breath for Sally to return posts to her. Murron waited and waited and waited for Sally to reply and often, Murron included "Goldie-licks" into her replyto: with automation THAT Murron's cousin showed her up on the hills of Kentucky while they were smoking a little of that backyard grass. Sure, they both got HIGHER than a kite ... but that didn't stop Murron pinging the HELL out of Goldie-licks.... it got to the point, that Goldie realized that Murron was a half-breed from Kentucky, somewhere up in the backhills and wasn't ... shall we say ... of PURE blood as Sally herself is.
And so, Murron begged Sally ... for forgiveness and to become one of the "chosen" .... but Sally said, "no."
And after that moment in time, they parted... (ooppss) I mean Sally kicked Murron's ass out.
So, today, we see Murron screwing around over here on Stone's forum begging for more aid and comfort of the chosen ones.
Murron found Ferret Mike and thought he was just a little bit weaker than her ..... and found out Mike was a bit stronger than she otherwise thought..... she is giving up now.
It is obvious that in order to ensure Murron, I mean "grannylongstockingswithoutabra" or "hillbilly-woman" or "Jezebel_Moonshine-Darlin'" or "rebelgal" doesn't go outback in the woods to smoke some more of that Kentuckyblend with her cousins ... we should keep her happy by being nice and kind here on the Internet. Think of her as a pet... and give her a hug and ask for her paw from time to time so she knows that you are a REAL human friend that understands lower life types such as her.
"Murron found Ferret Mike and thought he was just a little bit weaker than her ..... and found out Mike was a bit stronger than she otherwise thought..... she is giving up now."
Wow Buck, I never knew you had a gift for the understatement.
And yes, I can make my bicep bigger than Murron can, but she has the head muscle mass I will never own. I need that room in my skull for my brain.
Nice tale of the moonshine and brie crowd. But actually, Murron and company prefer Hillbilly coke to grass. They have a different Meth-od they use to tweak their sense of unreality.
Hey Mike....... Do you have a snarling mongrel yapping at you with nearly every post you make? I do... I won't mention any names though but its initials are: Mad Dog.
M. Doggie Dogg, the famous humper of electric fences? I ignore it unless I feel the need to smack ot about the head and make it chase it's frostbitten tail.
That is one worthless human being, never mind poster. I'm glad he's in Alaska, let them worry about their vets who are into stolen valor.