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Post by CaerRialis on Jul 18, 2004 3:17:36 GMT -5
Errr.... So IAD, ... uh ... well ... tell us about your ... uh sock puppet. (That should be entertaining.) ***Pulls out the popcorn, passing it around while we listen***
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Post by IAD on Jul 18, 2004 6:14:34 GMT -5
Mr Sock! I would love to tell you about him! *pulls Mr sock out of a purple crushed velvet bag* Why hello Mr Sock! *in a high pitched voice* Hello every one! Mr Sock they want to know more about you! ok! Should I tell them the story about how I found you? Ohh yes surely they will love it!
Well it all started one night, late one night, very very late one night, or was it very early in the morning. Well any how it was dark and I had just woke after having a terrifying nightmare. The nightmare was of me fighting satan with a chainsaw and the chainsaw ran out of gas. Then there were the midgets and the cream corn. And the nightmare ended with a buch of old people from the nursing home down the street spanking me with a rubber boot.
Ok so anyhow I wanted a glass of water and well I had to get up to go get it and we have wood floors in my house. The floors were like Ice so I got into my sock drawer, which also was my underwear drawer at the time, and looked for a pair of socks to put on when low and behold there was a tube sock with three red rings at the top, lying on top of two black dress socks, they were twins. I said "ohh you dirty dog you!" I mean twins how lucky could one guy get. So I broke up their little threesome and put the twins on my feet. I looked for the tube socks mate and she could not be found. So I did what I thought Boss Hog off the show Dukes of Hazzard would do. I made him my new best friend and advisor to my nation state.
Well there you go that is how I met Mr Sock.
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DukeValentino
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Post by DukeValentino on Jul 18, 2004 7:21:21 GMT -5
Mr Sock! I would love to tell you about him! *pulls Mr sock out of a purple crushed velvet bag* Why hello Mr Sock! *in a high pitched voice* Hello every one! Mr Sock they want to know more about you! ok! Should I tell them the story about how I found you? Ohh yes surely they will love it! Well it all started one night, late one night, very very late one night, or was it very early in the morning. Well any how it was dark and I had just woke after having a terrifying nightmare. The nightmare was of me fighting satan with a chainsaw and the chainsaw ran out of gas. Then there were the midgets and the cream corn. And the nightmare ended with a buch of old people from the nursing home down the street spanking me with a rubber boot. Ok so anyhow I wanted a glass of water and well I had to get up to go get it and we have wood floors in my house. The floors were like Ice so I got into my sock drawer, which also was my underwear drawer at the time, and looked for a pair of socks to put on when low and behold there was a tube sock with three red rings at the top, lying on top of two black dress socks, they were twins. I said "ohh you dirty dog you!" I mean twins how lucky could one guy get. So I broke up their little threesome and put the twins on my feet. I looked for the tube socks mate and she could not be found. So I did what I thought Boss Hog off the show Dukes of Hazzard would do. I made him my new best friend and advisor to my nation state. Well there you go that is how I met Mr Sock. OK then..... *backs away slightly* a very interesting story there.
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Post by Chosen Men on Jul 18, 2004 9:02:50 GMT -5
A sock puppet for an advisor. I am sure that comes in handy.
IAD: Perhaps you should switch to decaf. Especially before bedtime.
But out of morbid curiosity... Did the twins ever complain about being seperated from the adidas tube?
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Post by SardaASSK on Jul 18, 2004 9:06:18 GMT -5
IAD, what government position would you consider for a sentient tea cozy should you meet one?
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Post by IAD on Jul 18, 2004 12:06:05 GMT -5
A sock puppet for an advisor. I am sure that comes in handy. IAD: Perhaps you should switch to decaf. Especially before bedtime. But out of morbid curiosity... Did the twins ever complain about being seperated from the adidas tube? To tell you the truth I washed them and that was the last time I ever gave them a second thought. I am sure they are happy thoe, Mr sock says that the like short socks so I am sure they are giving double the pleasure double the fun to some booty sock some where. hmmm I said booty... *grins in a naughty manner* I do have to admit something, the fact that you were able to name the brand of sock I discribed to you as Mr sock. Tells me you might have his mate held captive. So do you? Do you have Mrs sock! Tell me damn it!
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Post by IAD on Jul 18, 2004 12:23:54 GMT -5
IAD, what government position would you consider for a sentient tea cozy should you meet one? Well I like to drink earl gray tea hot, so I use a tea cozy. I have yet to have any type of dissucion on government position with it. But if I were to have to guess I would guess antisocialists.
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Post by Chosen Men on Jul 18, 2004 16:20:12 GMT -5
I do have to admit something, the fact that you were able to name the brand of sock I discribed to you as Mr sock. Tells me you might have his mate held captive. So do you? Do you have Mrs sock! Tell me damn it! IAD, you can unwind your undershorts! I do not have Sock's mate held captive. Mrs. Sock is the manager of the local hardware store. She tried to sell me a sock-et wrench. We got to talking and she told me about her negative experience in a clothes dryer one dark, hot night. She says she was purposefully left to die by her mate in a jealous rage. Only at the last moment was she able to attach herself to a bath towel (by static cling) and escape to a better place. She says she hopped across the world looking for a place where she could belong but she just couldn't seem to make it. She felt like Abbott without Costello; like Batman without Robin; like a sock without ... a mate. She now goes by the name of Betty. She is married and has three kids: two silk stockings and a little footie. She says she remembers you and she misses you but she will NEVER forget--- or forgive--- what her mate put her through. She hopes he wears out or gets athlete's foot fungus.
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Post by IAD on Jul 18, 2004 21:05:01 GMT -5
IAD, you can unwind your undershorts! I do not have Sock's mate held captive. Mrs. Sock is the manager of the local hardware store. She tried to sell me a sock-et wrench. We got to talking and she told me about her negative experience in a clothes dryer one dark, hot night. She says she was purposefully left to die by her mate in a jealous rage. Only at the last moment was she able to attach herself to a bath towel (by static cling) and escape to a better place. She says she hopped across the world looking for a place where she could belong but she just couldn't seem to make it. She felt like Abbott without Costello; like Batman without Robin; like a sock without ... a mate. She now goes by the name of Betty. She is married and has three kids: two silk stockings and a little footie. She says she remembers you and she misses you but she will NEVER forget--- or forgive--- what her mate put her through. She hopes he wears out or gets athlete's foot fungus. Well I fully understand I mean hell Mr sock is such a man slut. But he is my yes man and I dont know what I would do without him, you know telling me yes and all. But everyone have some good points and some bad. *takes out Mr Sock* Yells: How could you be so mean to Mrs sock!! *Starts to beat the hell out of Mr sock* Ok it's solitary confinement for you! *throws Mr sock in the clothes hamper* If I had only known that Mrs sock was treated so bad. Please tell her I am sorry, and that Mr sock is being punished for his crimes. I do have to point out that I do think Mr socks crimes were partly my falt. Environment has alot to do with peoples actions and I did house him with my sexy underwear.
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Post by KingmanReef on Jul 19, 2004 5:18:14 GMT -5
A sock puppet for an advisor. I am sure that comes in handy. reminds me of "senor pepe" from the old movie "the in-laws" with peter falk. oh, and no offense, iad, but d**n, kid. you need a girlfriend.
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Post by Warrior Thorin on Jul 19, 2004 8:00:53 GMT -5
Wow, has this thread taken quite a change from it's original post!
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Post by IAD on Jul 19, 2004 14:56:00 GMT -5
reminds me of "senor pepe" from the old movie "the in-laws" with peter falk. oh, and no offense, iad, but d**n, kid. you need a girlfriend. I had a girl friend once and I remember it was a good thing and I hope to have one again some day! But for right now I am going to stick to my sock puppets and my can of crisco. And I might even watch the movie the west side sorry a few times just for romance sake.
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Post by KingmanReef on Jul 19, 2004 15:22:09 GMT -5
oh, don't watch west side story! if you want something romantic, i'd watch shadowlands or message in a bottle. both kind of tragic, but both romantic.
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Post by Tharain on Jul 19, 2004 16:24:02 GMT -5
I think I'm just going to go over here now. *creeps slowely away from impending madness*
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Post by IAD on Jul 19, 2004 17:01:08 GMT -5
Are you kidding me! west side story is the best. It has singing, dancing, and fighting.
And when your a jet, your a jet all the way, to your fist cigarette, till your last dieing day!
*starts hopping around the room like a white tail deer* *snapping his fingers*
*takes out Mr sock* *starts to sing to him* I feel pretty Oh so pretty I feel pretty and witty and gay And I pity Any girl who isn't me today
I feel charming Oh so charming It's alarming how charming I feel And so pretty That I hardly can believe I'm real
See the pretty girl in that mirror there? Who can that attractive girl be? Such a pretty face Such a pretty dress Such a pretty smile Such a pretty me!
I feel stunning And entrancing Feel like running And dancing for joy For I'm loved By a pretty wonderful boy
I feel pretty Oh so pretty That the city should give me its key A committee Should be organized to honor me
I feel dizzy I feel sunny I feel fizzy and funny and fine And so pretty Miss America can just resign See the pretty girl in that mirror there Who can that attractive girl be? Such a pretty face Such a pretty dress Such a pretty smile Such a pretty me!
I feel stunning And entrancing Feel like running and dancing for joy For I'm loved By a pretty wonderful boy
Now thats romance!!!!!!
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