I don't know if this has been done, but a big thanks to you Skip! This is truly awesome what you have done here...this whole website and all the seperate forums that cover everything! Look at all of the beautiful young minds that have flocked here! You're obviously aware of the true potential of the internet, and I'm glad you took the time to get this thing going. I just hope that we can brew up some new ideas and make something happen! Peace!
Awesome idea, razor! I owe many thanks to SKip too! Not just for the forums, but for hippy.com! It has challenged my thinking and brought me into another world of thinking, and I dont' think I could be happier!
What about the beautiful old, vodka-drenched minds, are we not worth mentioning? And, thank you , too, Skip-- you only banned me once. A true feat of human tolerance! God will place a star upon your crown!
I was in this redneck bar, once--well, actually more than once: I practially lived there. Anyhow, it was a rainy Saturday afternoon, and everyone was warming up for Saturday night. Me, too. So, I order a steak sandwich from the bartender, he serves it, I can only eat half. I see my buddy, Wes, hitting on this 45 year-old wench on the other side of the bar. (We were about 25). I yelled, "Wes! Do you want the rest of this sandwich?" He replies, "Yes, throw it over!" Which I do, spilling tomato sauce on her skirt. Gentleman which I was (and remain), I offered to pay to get her skirt dry-cleaned. She refused, laughing it off to just another day in the barroom. The bartender (who didn't like me for some mad reason), said "You're flagged--get out of here!" Which, I did. A week later, I returned with a paper-bag over my head, bearing (by it's prehensible tail) a live and angry opossum. I threw it against his chest, it bounced off and scurried down the bar, knocking over beers, shots and mixed-drinks. It's true, and it's in my novel, "A HAVEN FROM VIOLENCE", by Burl N. Corbett. Oh, yeah-- I was allowed to return after new ownership, but that didn't take, either. I don't behave like that, anymore, BTW.
I came across hippy.com a few years ago (and as you can see am still there). Skimmed through the forums a little bit - may have joined under another name - I don't remember. (If I did I didn't post much) Anyway, the point is to thank Skip, so thanks Skip.
Skip was in an awful car wreck-- I think on the third turn at Daytona-- so I'm handling his posts, e-mails, general chores and such. I positively know he would want me to ask this question for him: WANTA HAVE SEX? Respond promptly--he's in some kind of nasty sling and needs immediate relief. Thankx.
I would like to express gratitude to the purveyors of vodka- a nectar without which so very many fertile minds would have languished undrenched.
