The show is hung and lit and open a few days early. In celebration I have decided to pour myself some clear carbonated sweetened delight. Oh did I fail to mention my arm got sawed off by some bandits but they politely replaced it with this bionic dinker. Do you think I look old?
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Hate to break, but you do look old, however your arm looks fresh as a daisy. Will you set yer robot arm on High Speed Poke and come over and jab at me for a spell?
i too would like the robotic jab. mm, if you dip your stub in fresca it will burn in a good way.
Jesus Christos you hussies have me all fired up. I have dunked my dinker in fresca and it's so ready to prod it's practically rusted. I will see you both when you least expect it.
Mountain Man - You look old, but very suave. Do you hide things in your arm? Weapons and things?
duh, martin. it is a robot arm for doing naughty things. this is obvious from the picture.
I'm so stupid. Half of my head is plastic, no robotic parts or microchips, just plastic.
I can totally see the helpful tool part now. MM is way too suave, now I know why so many ladies love MM.
Hi Martin, you flatter me with your suave comment. If you would like to learn how to harness your plastic into the deep medicinal-sexual pleasure axis for ladies just call me up. I am excited for you. However you may age fast like me, in the process.
MM, I am alarmed and excited that your part was harvested and replaced with the cyborg-sexual robotics. Not to worry; your aged appearance will be forgotten when you perform the cut dance with the new equipment.
MM, has anyone said you look old? You do, a little. But a robotic arm!!! I am envious. I must have it for the robotron dances. Like the Neutron Dance.
MM your CyberPoke could turn my tables. I might switch teams for action like that. Jump the creek as they say, learn.
Randy you really should. Mix it up, switch it around. Right?
I am tired of shuffling my poodles with the standard issue arm, I would like to replace it with this prosthesis. Where are the bandits, can they be called?
I have a toy poodle named Curly.
I once ran my hands all over a poodle's face, thinking she was my girlfriend.
I'm getting the vapors.
Me too.
There is oddness on my hamhock.
It's because I refuse to work out.
Just when I thought the Mountain Man couldn't get any sexier...
i think i dreamt about a dismembered robot arm last night. now when i see a metal object i feel the strange attraction. mm, is this possible?
Dear MM:
Well.. Definitely a change with the hair - not only cut, but the colour!!! On your chest!!!
Then there is the arm... can it be programmed to do things while you focus on other things with your own flesh and blood?
Marvahelous dahling!!
Yeah MM your chest hair is scrubby like a brillo pad, it's not what I expected. Yet still, due to your prosthesis and your general attitude.
Good morning Robotron, I mean MM. How's that arm hangin' today?
morning pals!
hi hammy i like your glaze this morning.
thank you lupin. I like yours too! But I don't understand much.
what is a glaze? does it have to do with doughnuts?
hi krix! hammy, i find understanding things to be over rated, but my brain is small and has a crusty husk like exterior.
Lupis! Hams! What say ye?
I don't understand anything either, Lupis. I just nod my head and smile, which does not get me far in the blogosphere.
Don't despair Lupis. Every day I lose a brain wrinkle and I am awake.
Me too PD! We are one in this.
PD, I close my eyes and see you! smile and nod, smile and nod, smile and nod. it is soothing, sooothing, soothing
hammy do you save your shed brain winkle? like in a special chest or jar?
I am boiling it into a hat. It flakes and disguises my dandruff. There is tons of shedding at work (where I am now).
MM!
http://edwardwinkleman.blogspot.com/
hi Slothy! Hurray!
Hi Hammy! EdWink is great. Everyone should go see the Joe Fig show at Plus Ultra... it rocks very hard.
Thank you Lupis and Hams. I feel better now.
YAY for MM's relics!!!
I am looking forward to seeing that show as well. I haven't been to the forest for a while. In hiding under slabs and rocks. Can't wait to see the MM show!
I am collecting moss, Hams. It is a terrible condition.
I know pd. It can be very alienating. There are mushrooms growing between my fingers and my mouth is foamy. I want beer.
hi! this post on mm's work is such a fun find for my return to beige today. Congrats to MM for the show being done! the classes being done. most excellent. clear skies for the future.
hammy i want a cream shack shoved up my rump and a beer bong upside down. will you party with me?
yes I will Whipit. Gladly. Are you open to interpretive dance? The two can be joined in a joyful noise.
Whipit, you sound like my type. Please save me. I am being drawn and quartered today.
why krixy?
Does it shut up? Does it please shut up? Ever? Shut up?
anonymous, it sounds like you are blowing your stack. Maybe you should take a valium.
I promise, it never shuts up, and has issues with the truth.
It can't shut up, it is amortizing. It has issues with not knowing what's what. It hurts in the shit end.
There is no possible fruition to the palpable yearnings of rocks in the puddle. The rocks will sit stare and want, never change. It is a misapprehension to assume otherwise, there must be a rock acceptance or nothing at all.
I am sitting and waiting.
The throat is a death mobile.
I miss sleep.
MM, MM, MM, MM, MM, MM, MM, MM, MMM
Rocks reduplicate but remain themselves; it is true. It is only by sitting with the rock, it is only through material connection, rock to rock, skin to shale, swaddling cloth to granite wall, that all does not fly into abstraction. A rock is a rock is a rock, but it is true.
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