I have decided to jump naked into the wilderness.

Gus, before you jump naked into the wilderness...can I borrow your avatar clothes...I have a Halloween party to attend and they would make a great costume...

snicker


well, it is Halloween...

I appreciate you asking for my clothes in such a courteous manner, colorbook. Of course you can have them!

Except the hat. Panzade has alread put dibs on that.

What ever you think he will like, remember, the gift is for him.

I'm going to get him one more thing, something practical, something to help him survive.

I'll be back.

Yeah colorbook, we're gonna put it on the carved pumpkin to scare the kids.

Thanks Gus :wink: I don't need the hat...I don't have a bald spot to cover. By the way, will you have an address in the wildness so I can send your clothes back to you?

Try not to scare the little ones too much.

Gus

I took up a collection and a few us thought you might like this.

It's your very own eskimo community, we don't want you to be lonely or cold.

Re: I have decided to jump naked into the wilderness.


Ever heard of the children's experiment where you make plastic by heating milk and vinegar? YOu'll either have to milk a she-bear or bring your pet llama ( which wouldn't really be roughing it). Try the she bear! I'm sure she'll love you for it (in both senses of the word)

I'm not sure, but you might be able to use urine to replace vinegar (because it's acidic), but if that doesn't work, you can always make your own alcohol from berries or that bottle of JD.

Oh, how could this innocent, angelical thing - in the bloom of youth...





....become this sad travesty of humanity???







You CAN stop it!!!

Give with all your hearts to the "Help Our Gus From A Ridiculously Terminal State" (HOG-FARTS) Appeal.

Many of you can remember Gus as a proud man, a chest full of medals stolen from veterans of wars that he ran away from. Or perhaps as the inspiration for such tele-movies as 'AAArrrrggghh! It's Alive!" and 'You've Got Till Sundown to Leave Town Stranger'. Sadly, Gus has reached a state of near terminal decrepitude and needs YOUR help!

For a few dollars (actually a lot of dollars) Gus can be fitted with a collar with a radio-transmitter and released into the wild to fend for his own worthless ass. I can almost sort of guarantee that it couldn't even possibly be matching the frequency of Osama bin Laden's personal cell-phone that might be picked up by overhead satellites and passed on to the CIA's killer drone missile command. Almost.

How much is peace of mind worth?

I remember the medals. I also remember the white robes and papal staff. I even remember his bulging, black muscles. How sad that he has degenerated so.

Hmm. A radio collar for Gus that would rid the world of Osama bin Laden? How could I say no? Let me get my checkbook.....

I had no idea that Gus was in such dire straights! I suppose I could donate a few American dollars.

HOG-FARTS for short. I think it's catchy.

I hope this helps...



Paula J Splurge
P.O. Box 6969---------------------------------Date 10/13/04

Pay to the
Order of____Hog-Farts______________________$2.15
________________________Two 15/00____Dollars

For to save gus' ass----------------------Paula J Splurge
:03204968400: 000511793: 0116 :000006009000:

So has gus has fallen in love with a polar bear ? Poor capybaras....

Poor polar bears.

pour him a drink

porky!

portaviandas