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HOLY ****, HOWMANEE GEEZERS WE GOT HERE??

 
 
edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sat 9 Oct, 2010 11:28 am
@dyslexia,
I may seem unsympathetic to the lizards, but I really regret that so many domestic animals kill them. I would have stopped Punky if I had been there.
dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 9 Oct, 2010 11:39 am
@edgarblythe,
dinane's lizard is ceramic
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sat 9 Oct, 2010 11:41 am
Ceramic - I have a black bear in the yard. Too lightweight to be ceramic.
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spendius
 
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Reply Sat 9 Oct, 2010 12:58 pm
"Nurse!!! is it alright if I have another gobstopper?"
edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sat 9 Oct, 2010 02:14 pm
@spendius,
spendius wrote:

"Nurse!!! is it alright if I have another gobstopper?"


Stick one up both orifices.
spendius
 
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Reply Sat 9 Oct, 2010 02:31 pm
@edgarblythe,
Nurse!! NURSE!!!!! That Mr Blythe is lowering the tone of the conversation and you know what your brochure said about finding friendly companions in your home.
George
 
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Reply Sat 9 Oct, 2010 05:52 pm
This party's getting rough.
Soon as I find my pants, I'm out of here.
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msolga
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 12:07 am
I don't believe that all possible A2K geezers have revealed themselves here yet.
Come on, own up!
Don't be shy! Very Happy
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farmerman
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 01:35 am
YEH, I know who you are.
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Tai Chi
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 06:16 am
No way, not me. But thanks for making me feel like a youngster Cool
spendius
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 08:13 am
@Tai Chi,
Nurse. Can I book the telly for the Chiefs Colts match at half past five?
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 08:56 am
@spendius,
You are correct, mr Spendusly. I was off my meds. Sorry.
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Ceili
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 09:16 am
I'm not a geezer yet, getting closer every day... I do like hanging with y'all. I learn so much and the best part is, most of it's how to be cheeky. Laughing
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Merry Andrew
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 04:23 pm
@margo,
ms margo, I stopped observing birthdays decades ago. But I missed the conviviality so now I observe anniversaries of birthdays. In a couple of months I'll be celebrating the 40th anniversary of my 32d b'day.
ragnel
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 11:30 pm
@Merry Andrew,
One of my favourite line from Raiders of the Lost Ark (and I use it all the time) -

"It's not the years, it's the mileage."

I was feeling quite decrepit till I came across this thread. Baby Boomers still sound like youngsters to me. I'm a War Baby, and can still remember when we replaced Depression Kids.
Merry Andrew
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 11:33 pm
@ragnel,
Yeh, know whatcha mean, rag. I was born on the cusp of Depression's end and War's onset.
farmerman
 
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Reply Sun 10 Oct, 2010 11:47 pm
@Merry Andrew,
On the weekend of Sept 23 to 25, I attended a field trip of the PA Geologists Field Conference and it was led by a geologist who is well known in the craft as one of the lenfant terribles of the age of Continental Drift. He was there at its inception and was a teacher to many of us. ANyway the guy is 81 years, sharp as a razor and slight of build, beerdrinking proselytizer of good science and as spry as a chipmunk. He wore many of us out and I made aresolution to get back into some kind of better shape so I can scramble up and down the outcrops like I did 30 years ago. He certainly could and he didnt even puff.

Im amazed at the two schools of geezerhood.
1.I cant do the things I want anymore and im resigned to the fact

2. What age ?
spendius
 
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Reply Mon 11 Oct, 2010 08:31 am
@farmerman,
Quote:
On the weekend of Sept 23 to 25, I attended a field trip of the PA Geologists Field Conference and it was led by a geologist who is well known in the craft as one of the lenfant terribles of the age of Continental Drift. He was there at its inception and was a teacher to many of us. ANyway the guy is 81 years, sharp as a razor and slight of build, beerdrinking proselytizer of good science and as spry as a chipmunk. He wore many of us out and I made aresolution to get back into some kind of better shape so I can scramble up and down the outcrops like I did 30 years ago. He certainly could and he didnt even puff.

Im amazed at the two schools of geezerhood.
1.I cant do the things I want anymore and im resigned to the fact.


Well fm--apart from complimenting you on the decrease in the rate of typos and only the odd solecism, I might say, on behalf, I hope, of the others in our noble and venerable gathering, that I am grateful that you address us in such an amusing style. It really does capture Walter Shandy as I imagine he would be if he were among us now. But minus the scholarship which is only to be expected in 2010 when scholarship has sunk to the level of who can shout assertions loudest and longest.

Every Old Folks Home should have a Walter Shandy and I have no doubt a goodly number have. It makes us nostalgic for that way of talking which we grew up with.

What I can't understand is why, if your new-found friend and exemplar is as sharp as a razor and as spry as a chipmunk, he wasn't cuddled up in a sleeping bag with one of the slutty students in a tent rather than jumping up rocky outcrops and whatnot in your admiring company. If I were counsel for chipmunks I would demand £20 million compensation for such a slanderous besmirchment of our long-standing evolutionary reputation. A more literary person would have said, if only to avoid mixing the metaphor, that he was as sharp as a razor in the Rolls stropping machine operated by a chap with a delicate skin in a big hurry. And hinted everso gracefully that he was in this fix because he is in denial of the forces of nature and entropy generally whereas we here in Sunset Vistas, free at the point of delivery, are settling in to "talk ourselves down" as the pilot of an airplane might do when all the circuits have fused.

I hope you're not going to end up running around the local lanes in shorts with a haversack full of bricks on your back and coming in here bouncing on the balls of your feet going "up-two-three-four" and lecturing us on the evils of smoking and drinking and sitting in armchairs watching shadowy shapes doing wierd and wonderful things in far distant locations prior to drifting off to sleep and dreaming of times gone by. There's few whiffling vexations a man might come across in his passage through this vale of tears, woe and drear despond as vexatious as a fitness fanatic.

Sit down, drink your cocoa and have a shot at this Valerian snuff.

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farmerman
 
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Reply Mon 11 Oct, 2010 04:58 pm
Literary "style" isnt a forced attempt to cram so many words into a single sentence.
Think "Call me Ishmael" and not some damned instruction pamphlet for an Indonesian Toaster Oven. You lack acreativity and artistry. Even though you are a fraud in science, you should try harder to create thoughts that dont diefrom your own brand of word constipation.
spendius
 
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Reply Mon 11 Oct, 2010 05:14 pm
@farmerman,
When it comes to creativity and artistry fm, though I accept my lowly status in the matters, I can piss all over you any day of the week.

Your post is dross from either point of view. My balls of the feet jest alone was worth more than it all and would have been had you extended your efforts to fill up more than 4 lines. What's an Indonesian Toaster Oven got to compare with you in your shorts, knobbly knees and all, going "up-two-three-four" in a ridiculous attempt to render us dynamic.
 

 
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