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« Reply #2610 on: January 04, 2010, 08:39:52 PM »

Calico is a little town, a ghost town by legend, just about twenty miles outside of Barstow, take a right on ghost town road. Buy a tee shirt, a map of Death Valley, some Tillamook Cheese. Could it be, no way, has Appyloosa returned as a ghost? Is this a haunting? Will Soames be spitting into the ether? This is some scary shit, how do you lap dance a ghost?
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« Reply #2611 on: January 04, 2010, 08:43:09 PM »

Ether one of which Soames asked.  I can spit into ether one of which.  All this talk is conoundin' me, when the facts of the case are simple.  The non sequitor killers idenfication is as plain as the nose on my foot.
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"Newt [Gingrich] is like a flaming bag of poop you can vote for."

Dr. Stephen T. Colbert, DFA
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« Reply #2612 on: January 04, 2010, 08:48:56 PM »

Where is Pugetopolis when you need an answer to an unanswerable question. Possibly buried in Calico? Drinking coffee in Arcata? Might this be a ghosty conspiracy?
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« Reply #2613 on: January 05, 2010, 01:20:27 AM »

"The nose on your foot!  A most compelling image" commented T. Stearns. "Alas, it compels one to think of smelly feet rather than that which is more pleasantly odiferous, perhaps something coniferous, or even something fragrantly, if not flagrantly redolent of something viviparous.  Wait, I feel a song comin' on." 

"B.S., T.S.!" retorted Soames, "And please, stay away from the Geisel & Sullivan.  You know how it affects your..."     
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« Reply #2614 on: January 06, 2010, 01:07:50 PM »

....cat in your hat, who in spite of all temptations to align with other nations, remains an English cat."

"I suppose you think I'd do better with just green eggs and ham," said T.S. with a caricature of a face.  "Do you think I would be sufficiently decayed, by such a regimen, sir?"

"Not shore what you mean, pardner, but I'd just leave the Stetson-pussy alone and foreswear the green food as well.  Maybe just chew peppermints and blow them in my face?"

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« Reply #2615 on: January 06, 2010, 08:33:57 PM »

When you use Setson and pussy in the same sentence you run the risk of getting bushwacked by a couple of rodeo clowns just passing through town, on their jovial, suicidal path to the next PBR event. This gem of wisdom found on page 44 of Appyloosa's diary.
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« Reply #2616 on: January 15, 2010, 12:24:57 PM »

Soames, Ben Dover, and T.S. Eliot rode through the wasteland, sifting through heaps of broken images.  Dover spied a picture of Eubie Blake sticking to the spines of a yucca.

"Looka here," he said.  "This is completely irrelevant and out-of-place.  The NonSequitur Killer has clearly been this way."

"Whoa," said Soames, forgetting that his horse would take this literally and coming to an unexpected stop.  "I reckon we should...."
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« Reply #2617 on: January 21, 2010, 12:27:45 PM »

............... blow ourselves up. Is that an option? The one legged midget with the lisp was riding the donkey with all the supplies, I haven't seen him in days, the donkey was packing the TNT. Now what the hell do we do?"
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« Reply #2618 on: January 21, 2010, 12:40:44 PM »

............. the canteen is empty, ' I will show you fear in a handful of dust' . The clouds parted, God spoke on behalf of his favorite poet, a time traveling, serial killing, not gonna pay those parking tickets angel, bent on revenge. The donkey is illegaly parked in a handicapped zone. Dover was confused, "Wait," he said, "I ............
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« Reply #2619 on: January 23, 2010, 01:03:28 PM »

 .... apologize."
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« Reply #2620 on: January 23, 2010, 01:16:54 PM »

"Said I'm sorry, now it's your turn, can you look me in the eyes and apologize?"

"That's awful Mouldy, Bob," Soames joked.
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« Reply #2621 on: January 23, 2010, 01:26:23 PM »

"Who is Bob," asked Reggie, a man who had been silent for the past few months -- ever since he had been traumatized by his previous posse, a group of insane clowns from Michigan.
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« Reply #2622 on: January 23, 2010, 09:10:45 PM »

"A redundancy, since 'tis well known that Michigander clowns are certifiable" quoth the long-silent Reggie, removing his gag and proceeding to gabble gibberish at a rate and volume that caused Soames to...
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« Reply #2623 on: January 25, 2010, 10:59:21 AM »

...fondly remember his years in Congress, representing the fourth district in the great state of Arizona.  He let the Joycean torrent wash over him as he consulted his dogeared copy of "Jayne's Directory of Dangerous Clowns," in hopes of better understanding Reggie's rather nonlinear account of his ordeal in the Upper Peninsula, apparently on a horse with no name.
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« Reply #2624 on: January 25, 2010, 01:24:29 PM »

.......... a horse with no name?
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