End times with Thudly

I'm sure we have all had enough ravings from an old crazy man from NY. Lay it on us brother. What will really happen. Do you know when this will be? Are you prepaired? Will you enjoy it?

 

And, the question WAS.......?

 

What will really happen.
Do you know when this will be?
Are you prepaired?
Will you enjoy it?

 

Certainly!

 

good answer,well thought out,and in a simple and non-chalanging way actually challanges the question and brings forth the truth and reality that just is.

 

Did i mention primality and a sense of free will forced upon the masses in a purely naturalistic way,possibly bringing forth injustice and creed in a moralless society,showing them for what they really are or could be,formless and without merit.

 

Why no gate68 you didn't. LOL

<<and brings forth the truth and reality that just is.>>

LOL The rise of Thudism.

 

Thudism has always been here for people to embrace-- I merely came along to articulate it.

 

Thudism has come and gone and come again.It has left in a swift fury of frugalness and dispair,leaving behind remnents of felines and divinity.The words of truth,spoken by none and forgotten in their drunkeness will no longer be in the end.There is no truth only you and me and thud.Homer was the first hippie poet.

 

Do we always talk about Thud? I am tired of Thudism (despite even though he gave my dd a compliment, but thought she was my grandaughter LOL,) and I'm smarter than him, too. (neener neener neener!!!!)

<entire post done with tongue in cheek,> (but damn it's Thudly this, and Thudly that......... Can't we talk about teepi or HHP, or someone else?)

 

Let's talk about AngelGodiva-- what happened to her?


Or....... let's talk about MaggieSugar-- she sounds interesting.

(My second piece of ass was named Maggie, but we won't go into that-- well, I did, but that was many a moon ago.) I don't even know if she's still alive. If she is, I imagine she's pining for me.

 

They have their own churches and besides my wife would be upset if i was into Teepism and rightly so...

 

Of course you may talk about me...everyone around here does...

Of course to them I am the -anti social,bare breasted, crazy, witchy woman- back in the holler.....

 

I think there's been enough 'talk' about me also.. so I will sit ths one out and just play silly reckless games with my mumbly pegs, or tiddly winks to some.
The Brighter The Better..
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SF-- you're really showing your age! I doubt if 1 out of a hundred people under the age of 30 even know what mumblely-peg is. We used to play it at recess in high school when we snuck outside for cigarettes. Some of the teachers even watched, cheering us on. Imagine that! Carrying pocket knives to school!


Just the other week, I was thinking about tiddly-winks. I can't find my childhood set in the attic, so I'm going to try to buy a set--if they still make them. My granddaughters would love them.

 

Once when I was very small I was being dressed for church in my little suit with the bow tie and hat with the little feather. I swallowed two small tiddlywinks that morning. I probable would have gotten away with it too. But I was given my seven pennies I had for the plate, and I swallowed them to. I was sitting between my sisters and had to be very careful and do it very slow. I did it, but the glory was short lived. The plate stood in front of me forever when it was my turn. I never thought of that. Finally my Mom leaned forward and ask where my offering was. I had nothing but the truth. I ate them. She looked me in the eye, grabbed me an rushed me out of the church. I remember the paster stopping and the murmors getting louder as we went through the doors. Dr. Towers had a big stucko house with a big bay window in the front with a grand piano the center peice. His daughter was playing it when we rolled in. There were three other people in that front room as he closed the french doors to his office. He checked me over and I got out of there without a shot. Up until now, the only time I remember seeing him I got a shot. I had to sit on the little boy's chair twice in shame. Mom said there was four little and one large tiddlywink along with the pennies, But I still don't remember getting one of those large ones down.


Photo by Braveheart

 

If you had shit over the cup, you would have won the game.

 

i went to the chiropractor today,, an my hands are numb from bangin on a drum alone..

ii i cant comment..
seppin for im listenin to dont kiss an dont tell.

an bangin away..

ahhaahh yer on yer ow,, as am i..



luv n lite..

 

and when she grows up and wants to eat money,what will you tell her?

 

and if he had shit over the plate?