After many hours of deliberation, thehootman calls up the Hell Patrol ( Rob Halford K.K. Downing Glenn Tipton Ian Hill Scott Travis) who then whole heartedly agree that it was entirely WRONG for thewickerman to steal Daves rack, and seeings that Iron Maiden are now wounded, they must keep Brit Heavy Metal alive. So then the come rolling in, those Leather Rebels, Rob Halford Screaming for Vengeance in deliciously high tones, while they are all Breaking the Law because they are Hell Bent for Leather on their big ole Harleys. As they were Livin after Midnight, they all cried as All Guns were Blazing, we are the Nightcrawler!
Some Heads are Gonna Roll, they yelled as they revved their chrome engines, we have One Shot at Glory! It was a true Metal Meltdown as they removed the prized from the previous winner, and handed it to thehootman. You are the Devil's Child, they said, as they swallowed a Painkiller.
Manitou...all scratched up and still rather stupud*
from being mauled by CatWoman...
but feeling very spry...and ready to finagle, finesse', fight, find,
fool, fence, faire, fake, feint, flair, fleece, flimflam,
and F-ing take back the prize. :evil:
Starts off by distracting and confusing himself by jangling his balls....
but this always helps him think better.
Has a brilliant idea. Make some coffee.
OKIDOKIE...then...drank TOOOO much coffee. Needs to work off the
jitters, and chooses the JS 1000 for a good work out.
Goes to: http://www.guitarshredshow.com/
to apprentise under the master...Mr. Fastfinger...awesome for any shredaholic who wants to have some new chops and alittle fun learning. This guy is really fast!! heheheheheheh. Don't tell him I sent you...he thinks I'm a pain in the fret. :?
Manitou...YOINKS prize...and stash's it behind his guard cat's little fluffy beddie poo....scritch...scritch....nice kitty..kitty..kitty. Now KILL on sight...and EAT your fill...mooohahahahahahaha.
After many hours of deliberation, thehootman calls up the Hell Patrol ( Rob Halford K.K. Downing Glenn Tipton Ian Hill Scott Travis) who then whole heartedly agree that it was entirely WRONG for thewickerman to steal Daves rack, and seeings that Iron Maiden are now wounded, they must keep Brit Heavy Metal alive. So then the come rolling in, those Leather Rebels, Rob Halford Screaming for Vengeance in deliciously high tones, while they are all Breaking the Law because they are Hell Bent for Leather on their big ole Harleys. As they were Livin after Midnight, they all cried as All Guns were Blazing, we are the Nightcrawler!
Some Heads are Gonna Roll, they yelled as they revved their chrome engines, we have One Shot at Glory! It was a true Metal Meltdown as they removed the prized from the previous winner, and handed it to thehootman. You are the Devil's Child, they said, as they swallowed a Painkiller.
Priest thought it was wrong for me to steal Daves rack so Glenn gave me his
and once again wickerman wheeled of the rack with the prize on top
Well...I looked in a local Pawn Shop today.
(Drove there in my White Ford Crown Vic P-71 (police intercepter)
and noticed a wall reversing as I walked in the shop,
and everybody started looking at stuff on the shelves.
A rough looking dude was checking out a Brittney Spears CD,
and his dawg was looking at a blender.....odd behavior I thought...anyway...
I went there to see if this old Fuzz Face was still there, like the one I had back in the early '70's.
Thing is...I check the amps and guitars first.
Realized when I got home...I forgot all about the Fuzz Face....dammut! But you'll understand...
I was side tracked by a Malmsteen sig Strat. Well...hhhmmm I thought ...
I a-a-m-m looking for a S-t-r-a-t...mmmmmmm. Very nice shape, and only $799.
As WOG skips off with his fishing pole and his bounty,he notices he's casting two shadows. :shock: Turning rather quickly,to make sure he is alone,he hooks himself in the mouth.After wrestling the hook out of his mouth he see's the second shadow is gone( :shock: X2)........and so is the prize( :shock: X3) :twisted: Hahahahahaha
as wog (that one tooth wacko of thf the souuthwest) walks away dejected and downcast AND sore from the HOOK BURRIED IN HIS FACE. ALL of a sudden a light cast down from heaven and the sound of angels singing laaaaaaaa---a glorious plan on how to get the prize back!
and he was off
when he reached the land of 10,000 lakes he found the dreaded manitou. HE WAS SITTING AT HIS PUTER DOING AN IMAGE SEARCH... :? HMMMM . (imagine that)
The prize was sitting right behind him next to an SG, gnx, and other goodies.
The tooth had to act quick since so many others would soon arrive.
Just then manitou went to relive himself . The tooth was able to carry off the prize and much more---simply walked away with the prize---didn't even have to execute PLAN Z!!
HA HA HA HA HA :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:
Lost the prize...so I gave up searching. ( for it? )
But I'm sharing a \"happy place\" with insideout,
and it's a \"Sunny Day.\"
regards Manitou
The happy place is swell, isn't it
Now that I've reclaimed the ever elusive prize, I'm going to give it to Manitou, just because he's a cool guy (and man's best friend )
Very impressive swooping DollarMan...
but I'm somewhat chargrinned as to how you fell
for the decoy sack of monopoly money :?
I expected this would escalate sooner or later...
and my multiple personalities would no longer prevail.
I too have an alter-ego and a nifty super-hero outfit.
Since you swooped and scooped the wrong sack...
I'm plunging and pilfering the Prize. hehehehehehehehehe Ppppppppbbbbbbbpppppphhhhhffffftttttttttsss-slobber :arrow:
P.S. ...hope you and your family are not affected by the storms and flooding.
There are 14 posts per page. We are on page 6 here.
How about I pick a number between 100 and 200, and when it gets to that number posts, the thread is locked and we have our winner? Then I tell you what the number is....
Tal gets off airplanes after a month...
Notices this thread....
Tal climbs out of the year 1955, Wes Montgomery on stage at the Savoy...
Leaves Wes for just a short little while to claim the prize...
Tal puts on shades and slinks back to the Savoy with Wes and the
PRIZE!!!! :twisted:
Tal notices the tooth has posted...
Excuses himself from the Savoy...
Claims the prize....
Puts back on his shades... 8)
And picks up jammin' with Wes..
Comments
Hey WOG!?Look it's Elvis!(snatch) :twisted: The Prize is mine :twisted:
fell for the elvis trick again!!
Some Heads are Gonna Roll, they yelled as they revved their chrome engines, we have One Shot at Glory! It was a true Metal Meltdown as they removed the prized from the previous winner, and handed it to thehootman. You are the Devil's Child, they said, as they swallowed a Painkiller.
from being mauled by CatWoman...
but feeling very spry...and ready to finagle, finesse', fight, find,
fool, fence, faire, fake, feint, flair, fleece, flimflam,
and F-ing take back the prize. :evil:
Starts off by distracting and confusing himself by jangling his balls....
but this always helps him think better.
Has a brilliant idea. Make some coffee.
OKIDOKIE...then...drank TOOOO much coffee. Needs to work off the
jitters, and chooses the JS 1000 for a good work out.
Goes to:
http://www.guitarshredshow.com/
to apprentise under the master...Mr. Fastfinger...awesome for any shredaholic who wants to have some new chops and alittle fun learning. This guy is really fast!! heheheheheheh. Don't tell him I sent you...he thinks I'm a pain in the fret. :?
Manitou...YOINKS prize...and stash's it behind his guard cat's little fluffy beddie poo....scritch...scritch....nice kitty..kitty..kitty. Now KILL on sight...and EAT your fill...mooohahahahahahaha.
Priest thought it was wrong for me to steal Daves rack so Glenn gave me his
and once again wickerman wheeled of the rack with the prize on top
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(Drove there in my White Ford Crown Vic P-71 (police intercepter)
and noticed a wall reversing as I walked in the shop,
and everybody started looking at stuff on the shelves.
A rough looking dude was checking out a Brittney Spears CD,
and his dawg was looking at a blender.....odd behavior I thought...anyway...
I went there to see if this old Fuzz Face was still there, like the one I had back in the early '70's.
Thing is...I check the amps and guitars first.
Realized when I got home...I forgot all about the Fuzz Face....dammut! But you'll understand...
I was side tracked by a Malmsteen sig Strat. Well...hhhmmm I thought ...
I a-a-m-m looking for a S-t-r-a-t...mmmmmmm. Very nice shape, and only $799.
Pumped up over the Strat...I go here:
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8357180745951756805&q=Yngwie+Malmsteen
listen to some arpeggios from hell, and while there...
type in the search for Vai, and also Satriani,
and watch some more great music.
Ithh thvary plaaaane thoo mee...ahi need phith prizeth...cof..cof..
AHI WREELLYY WEALLLY NEED PHITH PRIZETH !!!
Thith is noath tha prithe..naught thith laptop...or thith compuuttha
Thith koood bea thith prithe...
....maeebee thith
....maybebe thith....
....annaway thith prith ith mine!
...cof....cof....HACK....snif....sothrry abawt thith speeth immpedthamith...
ahhie half sumthink stuk in mei throoot. cof
la la la la la la the prize is mine the prize is mine
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You will be assimilated !!! :shock:
resistance is futile !!!!
moooohahahahahahaha.
YOINK...mine.
and he was off
when he reached the land of 10,000 lakes he found the dreaded manitou. HE WAS SITTING AT HIS PUTER DOING AN IMAGE SEARCH... :? HMMMM . (imagine that)
The prize was sitting right behind him next to an SG, gnx, and other goodies.
The tooth had to act quick since so many others would soon arrive.
Just then manitou went to relive himself . The tooth was able to carry off the prize and much more---simply walked away with the prize---didn't even have to execute PLAN Z!!
HA HA HA HA HA
But I'm sharing a \"happy place\" with insideout,
and it's a \"Sunny Day.\"
regards Manitou
The prize takes robs place in the Eye.
The happy place is swell, isn't it
Now that I've reclaimed the ever elusive prize, I'm going to give it to Manitou, just because he's a cool guy (and man's best friend
[img][/img]
but I'm somewhat chargrinned as to how you fell
for the decoy sack of monopoly money :?
I expected this would escalate sooner or later...
and my multiple personalities would no longer prevail.
I too have an alter-ego and a nifty super-hero outfit.
Since you swooped and scooped the wrong sack...
I'm plunging and pilfering the Prize. hehehehehehehehehe
Ppppppppbbbbbbbpppppphhhhhffffftttttttttsss-slobber :arrow:
P.S. ...hope you and your family are not affected by the storms and flooding.
for the decoy sack of monopoly money
HA!!!....I just so happen to have one of these from my own decoy Monopoly set (they were a big hit at last weeks gigs....)
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There are 14 posts per page. We are on page 6 here.
How about I pick a number between 100 and 200, and when it gets to that number posts, the thread is locked and we have our winner? Then I tell you what the number is....
:P Deja' Vu
Notices this thread....
Tal climbs out of the year 1955, Wes Montgomery on stage at the Savoy...
Leaves Wes for just a short little while to claim the prize...
Tal puts on shades and slinks back to the Savoy with Wes and the
PRIZE!!!! :twisted:
help help I can't get out of the 80's
but... you know how it goes I CLAIM THE PRIZE
SORRY TAL
Excuses himself from the Savoy...
Claims the prize....
Puts back on his shades... 8)
And picks up jammin' with Wes..
but as tal get into another long nite of jammin The tooth snakes the prize!!!
iliace;136
watch yur back cause the tooth took the prize and is GONE---
oh ya 8)