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Originally Posted by nekokami
You do say the sweetest things.  Count me in! I'll bring some scones. I suppose you should avoid the chocolate chip ones, but you should be alright with apricot-cranberry, yes? |
Oh, I'm all for scones, of any time. I'll provide the jam and fresh cream.
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Originally Posted by pshrynk
I'm planning on bringing an entire company of Secret Service Agents this time. None of that stuff that happened at the last party.
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Sure, and you're most welcome to, but please see Party Rule #1564 ("All accompanying Secret Service Agents must be dead sexy and, if male, not wear their shirts and, if female, have their shirts unbuttoned and tied over a sexy bra. Shoulder holsters can, nay,
must still be worn, as long as they're hardcore, leather, studded affairs which look really brutal against bare flesh").
I should warn you though, Pshrynk. Nobody has ever been afforded any protection by their Secret Service Agents at one of my Parties. As soon as Frankie Goes To Hollywood's
Relax [super-mega-ultra-extended party mix] crashes from the speakers, they disappear from their client's side to infiltrate the dancefloor and monopolise and synchronise, baby!
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And don't get me started on pie eating contests.
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Well, that's very noble of you to retire undefeated from your King Pie title. Every time you started on the pie-eating contests at the last Party, you not only finished before anyone could pick up their splades, but you'd started in on the pies of your neighbour-contestants. Afterwards, you were walking around burbling and drooling "Mmm, sweet cherry pie" while ogling the ladies lasciviously for a good half an hour before we got some more Zany Carter
Existentiel into you.
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Originally Posted by GeoffC
What was it Einstein kept saying....
"stop monkeying about with reality, Marc..."
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As I responded to Berty, quoting yet another genius...
"GOD, SHMOD! I WANT MY MONKEYMAN!"
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Originally Posted by badgoodDeb
Woowwwwww. Marc must eat a whole dictionary for breakfast every day. I hafta concentrate to dis-entangle his prose diatribes. ...
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Trust me on this - it's not worth it. Most of it only makes perfectly clear sense in the gibbon-centres of my brain. What comes out has to run through a whole lot of Etiquette Filters and Logic Recompilers before it makes its way onto the keyboard and into your perplexity. I don't understand what I just wrote, so my expectation of understanding by others is appropriately adjusted.
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Originally Posted by vivaldirules
I'm just trying to get in the mood for Marc's next panty...er, party - or the next installment of the eternal but discontinous party which is quintissential Marc.
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I love the new title, VR. I think the byline on the posters for next party is going to be "So who wants to get into my panties?".
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"Eternity isn't a long time. Eternity has nothing to do with time. Eternity is that dimension of here and now that thinking and time cuts out. This is it." - Joseph Campbell
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Ooo, he sounds like one smart fella. Definitely tried to snort a Zany Carter through the curly straw and had it pierce his brain. Between Madness and Genius is Zany. Can I top you up, sir?
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Just don't ask me to explain the discontinuities. Or the panties.
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There are no discontinuities - they are merely the amnesiac gaps of sobriety occurring during the sensory surfeit of a heavily manipulated and distended Reality that momentarily overwhelmed comprehension. It's a passing effect, and can be counteracted. Here, have another Zany Carter Deluxe...
Cheers,
Marc