Thursday, September 1, 2016

373 - Adventures In Unreal Sex, "Relationships Off The Starboard Bow!", "Night Of The Mock-Italian Sausage", Women Need Protection From Active Shooters, and "For Those About To Rock We Ask You To Be Considerate Of Your Fellow Fans!"

[2:10 PM] Mr. Silver:
I used to joke that when Silver Jr. showed overt interest in sexual things, I'd take him to a "category" site and say: "Ok...point out 3 things you like..."
(consider his choices)
"Ok, you're Ok."
[2:11 PM] Mr. Brown:
You really like that? (points finger) REALLY? She is dressed like a horse with somebody riding her"
"I like horses."
[2:12 PM] Mr. Silver:
That is a fear
[2:15 PM] Mr. Brown:
"Redheads? There's a good one, son! Good going!"
"Feet? Um. Ok, I think you might want to rethink that one."
"Balloon popping?"
There is way too much weird shit out there
Ok, so maybe the children need some guidance
I used to watch that HBO Real Sex
There was some messed up shit back then, and that show is old.
[2:18 PM] Mr. Silver:
"HBO's 'Sex that is Real Somewhere'."
[2:24 PM] Mr. Brown:
You ever look at one of those lists of categories? Holy crap!
[2:25 PM] Mr. Silver:
I like Richard Jenni's spin on adult entertainment: "All these films should be titled the same thing: "Things That Will Never Happen To You Ever"."
[2:27 PM] Mr. Brown:
Yes!
LOL
If they titled them that, things would get better. We would not be making dumb teenagers that think this stuff will happen to them.
There is this one F'd up thing I saw on a site once
[2:28 PM] Mr. Silver:
...by mistake, while looking up church stuff...
[2:28 PM] Mr. Brown:
There are videos of this dude just sneaking behind women and you-know-what-ing on them without them knowing.
How is he not arrested?
[2:29 PM] Mr. Silver:
...because its fake?
[2:29 PM] Mr. Brown:
I questioned that multiple times when pondering how he is not arrested.
The only thing I could come up with is they are foreign, so rules are different there?
[2:32 PM] Mr. Silver:
Not that different.
But yes, that's true: The scripts and actor payments are, for instance, in French text and currency.
Or Russian.
[2:35 PM] Mr. Brown:
Russians are crazy
Taking notes, Ms. Rose?
LOL
You can tell Mr Oleo all the crazy shit out there
Or should we take his tablet and check the history
LOL
[2:36 PM] Mr. Silver:
Mrs. Brown would probably be interested in yours.


(Anyway...moving on... - Mr. Silver)


[2:38 PM] Ms. Rose:
I'm pretty sure Mr. Oleo is going to jump ship in the next few weeks. But I expect each of you--as my work-chat buds--to fully support ME. Unless, of course, you need to call his department, in which case you should totally do whatever he tells you to.
[2:39 PM] Mr. Blue:
Which ship?
[2:39 PM] Mr. Brown:
relastionship?
[2:39 PM] Ms. Rose:
The S.S. Rose...?
[2:39 PM] Mr. Brown:
Wow I spelled that bad
relast ionship
LOL
htting that go so far slump
[2:41 PM] Mr. Silver:
"Captain!  Incoming Relastian Ion Ship!"
"Raise shields! Rose Alert!"
[2:42 PM] Ms. Rose:
"Shields compromised, sir! Initiating hull torpedoes..."
[2:43 PM] Mr. Brown:
"Sir! I don't have enough crazy for you!"
[2:45 PM] Ms. Rose:
"These torpedoes were not made for craziness! We'd best impale the white whale with Truth Harpoons! Just like that Ahab guy did!"
[2:44 PM] Mr. Blue:
Why do you think he's "jumping ship"?
[2:47 PM] Mr. Silver:
The key here, of course, is determining if Ms. Rose is doing one of her self-depreciating things, or being sarcastic.
As the room is genuinely interested in our community member's relationship status, we are actually asking "wassup?"
[2:48 PM] Mr. Brown:
The kitten needs a kidney and he won't give her one
[2:49 PM] Ms. Rose:
Thank you for representing "the room", Mr. Silver. It would be great if we could all just go back to talking about something else.
So... have any good jokes about failed relationships between perfectly respectable individuals? LOL
[2:49 PM] Mr. Brown:
Well, I had a 2-year Relastian Ion Ship and she broke up with me on AIM
WTF?
Couldn't even do it in person or on the phone
Still stings
[2:50 PM] Ms. Rose:
Two years. Wow...
(Had something mean typed. Deleted.)
[3:09 PM] Mr. Silver:
Nice dodge, BTW
[3:09 PM] Ms. Rose:
*shifty eyes*
[3:14 PM] Mr. Silver:
(Ms. Rose) "Damn...had to say something... Uh...go goofy... Then Mr. Silver will throw a lot of smarm in the room and they'll crack jokes... CRAP! They are still interested! Ummm... Waffle until Mr. Brown or Mr. Blue swim to the other side of the tank and forget I said anything."
...
Well...
"Tis better to have loved and lost than to have taken some shrapnel in 'Nam" - Alfred Lord Tennyson
Or Tennisball
Or maybe it was Rambo
One of the great poets.
But in all seriousness, Ms. Rose, the sentiment is true...
Shrapnel sucks.
[3:24 PM] Ms. Rose:
Ahhhnold always said it was "not a tooo-mah". So there's that. :P
[3:24 PM] Mr. Silver:
Yes
(bows head and contemplates the wisdom)



[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:27 AM] Mr. Silver:
Decent Turkey Day?
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:28 AM] Mr. Blue:
I worked but it was fine, you?
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:31 AM] Mr. Silver:
Lot of scramble to get prepped and then a lot of sitting around after eating it all.
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:31 AM] Mr. Blue:
We did our traditional spicy sausage pasta thing but with chicken sausage instead of pork (accidentally). Just as good though
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:33 AM] Mr. Silver:
Isn't that always the way? First the chickens sneak in, and then in a few years...BAM!!!  Turkey sausage in your pasta!
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:33 AM] Mr. Blue:
me: "This looks different."
mom: (looks at package) "You're nuts. It's spicy Italian sausage."
me: "It's pinker... not as red."
mom: (looking closer) "Oops...chicken."
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:35 AM] Mr. Silver:
(horror text rushes at screen) "They never expected!!!!"
(horror text rushes at screen) "...A cruel mistake!!!!"
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:35 AM] Mr. Blue:
Night of the Chicken Sausage”!!!
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:39 AM] Mr. Silver:
(Tommy and Alice, in the alley, sotto voce)
"Look! It's Antonio the butcher...shh!"
"What? What's wrong, Alice?"
"His bushy mustache! It's gone!"
"My God! He's not really Italian!”
Oh Tommy, I'm frightened!"
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:39 AM] Mr. Blue:
Heheh
After it soaks up all the stuff (heavy cream, cooking wine, parsley, rosemary, garlic cloves, red pepper) the type of meat is unidentifiable
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 8:40 AM] Mr. Silver:
(horror text rush) "What???"
(horror text rush) "Were they EATING?!?!"
...
(slurping sounds & chicken clucking off-screen.  Steadfast scientist being clung to by gasping blonde)
"See how it soaks up all the stuff?  It would be nigh unidentifiable if it weren't for that diabolic clucking."
"Oh professor!  How do we stop it!?"
Stop cruel and heartless Nature in its progress? How indeed?”
...
(Wow! There's a rare one. I just read this all over and couldn't stop giggling. :-D Had to put an agent on hold!  The mustache did it.)



[‎11/‎27/‎2015 2:37 PM] Ms. Rose:
Just walked past the TV.  A Fox news headline said: “Active Shooter at Planned Parenthood in Colorado”.
(me) "I bet it was an 'active shooter' who got those ladies into trouble in the first place!" (I thank you...)
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 2:39 PM] Mr. Blue:
LOL
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 3:19 PM] Ms. Rose:
Thanks!
[‎11/‎27/‎2015 3:20 PM] Mr. Silver:
Bah-doom! Chissshhhhhhh!



[9:40 AM] Ms. Rose:
Speaking of smoke breaks... brb
[9:40 AM] Mr. Brown:
DEATH TUBE
Smoking cig on the cover
New band name just popped into my head. LOL
[9:48 AM] Ms. Rose:
"We are is DEATH TUBE and we're gonna ROCK YOU! Thank you, Detroit!"
*crowd goes nuts*
*band exits stage to smoke*
[9:53 AM] Mr. Silver:
(embarrassing pause...PA clicks) "Uhhh...the management would like everyone to remain calm.  Death Tube will be back, but due to federal smoking regulations we-- CALM DOWN PEOPLE!!! STOP THROWING THE CHAIRS!!!"
[9:56 AM] Ms. Rose:
I genuinely miss huge concerts where all kinds of crap was being thrown at the stage. Rock concerts nowadays are generally more well-behaved than libraries. :(
But I could tell stories...
[9:57 AM] Mr. Brown:
I went to a Travis Tritt concert once. There was a warring not to throw quarters at the stage.
[9:58 AM] Mr. Silver:
I stopped reading at "Went to a Travis Tritt concert once".
[9:59 AM] Mr. Brown:
I had no choice. It was my mother's idea.
[10:00 AM] Mr. Silver:
She still makes him wear the "I <3 Big Tritties" t-shirt to family functions.

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