Friday, March 25, 2005
EIGHT MOUNTAIN MAN PARTS
This is a disaster. Mountain Man's head is lying on the floor near the window. His left leg is in a toilet in the ladies' room. His right leg is in someone's lap. (I think her name is Mindy) His hands are each in a different candy bowl. His arms are smearing blood on a pile of folders on his boss's desk and his torso is missing. This is scary.
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This is absolutely tragic. I think there is hope though. I have been sent by Ham Paw to help clean up the mess and reassemble MM. Maybe now would be a good time to put on the goat legs, seeing as his legs have already come off. The time is coming for a newer fresher MM. I am wearing a tutu and carrying a wand. I have 3 packages of ham to start with.
I've come but I can't find the legs. I'm sorry MM. This is a sign of the coming alignment.
I have found the legs, someone was trying to steal them. Should we use his real legs or get the goat legs?
geez lion king! take a break, breath. Is it really so bad. Do you hate everybody. I'm sorry your hotrod got blocked in, but don't you think you may be acting a little like the woman who rolled over your foot. A little impatient maybe...
MM is back together. it's ok, finally, it's ok.
thank ZOD!
I am back and feeling a little wobbly. But guess what? So romantic too. I am feeling wind blow through my hair. I am envisioning digging a trench where I will unearth a large semi-ritualistic tomb. There are fragments and figments in it. Kindness and random zooming. The sandworm has been vanquished. I want so much romance right now, I am going to call Beth and see about tying her to a tree in the woods.
That was a bad mess you left in the stall. No one has cleaned it up yet.
I am suggesting something to you which is that perhaps you should not shoot your mouth off so much and play with rodents. Maybe then you would not risk explosion and dismemberment and attack by the sandworms.
I am French. I live over here. I snack on pimentoes and cheese and drink creme de menth all day long. I feel I know what I am saying.
I hate frenchmen. You are probably a wang and an alcoholic. Let MM do what he wants. Only he knows what's best for him. I am sitting around at my garage with nothing to do. No one has a broken car today. I am bored.
I bought a set of mermaid towels on my lunch break. I am excited to use them. I will use them to clean up the toilet disaster. Then they will be bloody and more interesting. Blood makes everything finer.
Are the mermaids bare-breasted on your towels? I bought some hot surfer chick towels about a month ago. They are hanging on the walls of my pad.
are they hairy mermaids?
I am so restless. I have taken to raping my orthopedic pillow.
that sounds quite violent MM. Quite violent indeed.
i know i am sorry. i will try to be sweeter. i will think of buttercups and perhaps their innocence will rub off on me.
yeah i got it right between my 2 rocks. it's a little smaller than it was before but i think it's just scared.
Hi! Can anyone get used to me? I love to party. I am 5'9" and have large breasts. I have a little paunch around the middle but nothing to be scared of. I have straight black hair and a nice sized rump. I like kittens and I talk to myself in the mirror every night for at least an hour. I like to read mystery novels and I've always wanted to visit France. I am 35 but I look 33.
What? What's this? You want to licka my stick!! YES!! Only please remove your teeth before inserting it in your mouth. More excitement for Mountain Man. Everything changes from bad to good and back to bad without warning. The cycle of punishment and reward, of you becoming me, is neverending. I am leaning towards the left, I am grabbing my stick. This is good. My shaggy hair is wiggling around on my head. I am proposing chocolate for myself.
YOU PEOPLE ARE NAUSEATING!!! HOW CAN YOU WASTE YOUR TIME IN THIS MANNER!!!
I just got back from the stick, I mean the Styx. I was hanging with a three headed dog. I'm ready for the weekend.
I'm hungry. I need a waffle.
eat me.
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