YSaC, Vol. 555: I put on my hat and wizard robe …
Drums
Make a offer
Comment regular Bianchi Sound sends in this ad, saying, “Four words, and only one used improperly, too. What kind of drums? How many drums? New? Old? Who cares. This ad is so pure and simple, I feel as if I am one with the internet.”
It is very zen. But, as the ad is voiced in the imperative, we MUST make a(n) offer … ideally one that maintains the spirit and wonder of the original.
Dungens and Dragons for Tamboreen
Hey any one to trade juice of gelfling for a drum. Or I can roll some seven headed dice for a dulcimer.
Or trade a sword for an axe. More news at eleven.
Why Am I doing this.
I wonder if the first poster will accept the trade of juice of gelfling. It seems like a good trade to me.
I can’t help but wonder what the tambourine is useful for in Dungeons and Dragons — the last I checked, there wasn’t a +1 Spell of the Talentless Girlfriend in that game.
Why Am I doing this, indeed? Don’t we all ask ourselves that rhetorical question — er, statement — on a regular basis? I know I do.
Thanks, Jon, for bringing the second ad to my attention on Twitter! (By the way, you can follow You Suck at Craigslist on Twitter or on Facebook. I post bonus posts whenever I remember to.)
Update, 11:07 am: There’s another drum-related post that’s been making the rounds very recently — I thought I’d add it in here. It’s long, so it’s behind a cut:
Looking for someone special…
who would kill my drummer for $100.00. do not fear any negative consequences for this act. any self respecting law enforcement agency would gladly turn the other cheek once they hear this guy “play”. I am tired of hearing his 70’s style fills put in the wrong spot and ending one half beat early or late depending on how much he’s had to drink. I am tired of him standing up behind his drums between songs and ripping his shirt off and flexing his muscles at wedding receptions where we were hired to play Air Supply, carpenters , and ann murray songs because “chicks dig the pecs, dude”.I am tired of him showing up 20 minutes late for rehearsals then pouting until someone helps him load in his drums, then taking 30 minutes to set them up and needing a smoke break every 15 minutes, then wanting to leave early because”this chick is so fine, I can’t say no, and she knows record people dude, so it’s for the band” I am totally done with him calling me up at midnight to play me some damned jazz fusion album from 1981, crying and saying how we shouldn’t have sold out to “the man”and asking if I know anyone who can get him some weed knowing full well I smoked twice in 69 and never touched it after that.
I am sick of him farting on stage where the drum mics pick it up and thinking this shit is funny. I am tired of kicking off slow ballads at well under 80 bpm only to have them morph into the methamphetimine version of flight of the bumble bee, because that’s the tempo he “feels” it at. I am tired of having to carry jumper cables to the gig because “I must have left the dome light on again, dude”instead of admitting his 84 oldsmobile is a worn out piece of crap. I am tired of him asking when he’s gonna get a drum solo.
I am tired of paying his tab at restaurants because “that chick must have stole my wallet man, but it was worth it ’cause she was a phreak”. I will not move my amp again so he can put another new cymbal on the stage, because “when we learn some fusion i’ll need this sound”………please somebody kill this motherfucker. i can’t do it because he’s my brother and mom would be so pissed off even though she thinks the band would probably sound better too. besides, if you are good at killing drummers, you could probably make a lot of money in this town.
Enjoy!
Given my experience with most drummers my offer is:
“What will it take for you to stop playing them?” The fact that they are offering to get rid of them is irrelevant. They might not be successful, and then you’re still stuck listening to them.
It takes a lot of love to raise a kid who is in a band. First he played trumpet in school bands, now it’s guitar in a ska band. Luckily, he’s talented and I like the music. Don’t know if I could have put up with drums.
One of my cousins is an accomplished drummer, and his parents were remarkably patient. He still has at least one kit (he has separate jazz and rock kits) at their house – in the basement, of course – and they seem to have worked out how long he can practice there without making his parents crazy. I have a friend whose younger brother got a drum kit when we were in high school, and she reported that at one point her parents were wishing they had a fallout shelter in the backyard to which he could be relocated …
On a street in Mission Valley, beneath an underpass, almost any weekend you could find a drummer practicing his heart out. Didn’t seem to bother the motorists, and I thought he was one of the most thoughtful musicians around.
Wonder if he played D & D?
I need a pot of holding coffee. *yawn*
Me too. I’d also like a +1 Breakfast of Champions to go with that, please.
I’ve got the electric kettle plugged in and the french press sitting by at the ready, ladies. Cream? How many lumps?
Can a guy get a cup, too?
*passes full mug*
You have inspired me to whip out my French Press and get the neurons firing.
I just quaffed my coffee of greater awakening and now I’m eating my poptart of haste. Good way to start the day before sitting down to memorize some spells.
And before anyone asks about D&D: yes.
Yes to the cream, no lumps. Ah, delightful!
Mornin’ ladies. Shall we clink coffee cups all around? I got nothing yet even after two cups. Woeful. Hopefully, brain will kick in soon.
Tomorrow’s my birthday and I was sent home with the remaining sweets from the party at work (we all get one – a nice perk). I have pineapple cheesecake and chocolate cupcakes. Maybe some sugar will be inspirational. I certainly can’t match anything as funny as drmk’s “the last I checked, there wasn’t a +1 Spell of the Talentless Girlfriend in that game” regarding tambourine players. (Did anyone else think of Linda McCartney at that moment, or am I the only mean person here?)
Happy Birthday early Lola, I got you these drums <3
Oh Lara, you shouldn’t have! My neighbors will be here in a moment to thank ou in person! 😉
Linda, Yoko, and some nameless young lady who got up and sang with Hollywood Undead. She was obviously with the lead singer. Don’t know if she sang well or not, though, it was too noisy. Great show.
Hollywood Undead FTW
that is all.
Happy Birthday Lola. You’re in NY? I’ll send you some warm weather…..
Psst, Archie! Review the post-it notes! I’m sure there will be inspiration there!
Thanks for the encouragement, Windrose, but I still got nothing. Hmmmm. I guess drums don’t do it for me. Must be because I played the accordion in my early days.
Yes, really.
If Weird Al thinks it’s cool, it’s cool.
I’ve seen enough Celtic rock groups of various stripes to know that one can rock out the accordion and be sexy whilst doing so (particularly if male, but that’s just my opinion). I think accordions are as cool or uncool as you want them to be.
True that, Lola. However, when you are a teenage girl during the beginning of the Beatles, aka 1964, it can take a mighty large amount of self-convincing to believe that you are cool playing the accordion. I was fairly good at one point, even playing on the same stage as Myron Floren (tucked waaaaaay in the back corner). The drums would probably have not afforded me that opportunity. Plus, they would have driven my mother nuts.
Archie, that was you? 8)
If you’re talking about the girl in the back with bangs, braces and glasses, it was indeed me.
It’s a
tricktrade. Get an axe.Are you sure it’s not a trap? Where’s Admiral Ackbar when you need him?
Pfft. I was always distinctly unimpressed with Ackbar’s speed on the uptake. By the time he actually yells the line, I always imagine the other deck officers pausing momentarily to stare witheringly at him, all, “No shit, Sherlock. We had noticed. You know, five minutes ago. Way to state the obvious there, ADMIRAL.”
Yeah, he was only promoted because his father is like a big job on the fishy planet.
Lola: For you
TM: snort!
I roll my D-20, with a 19 and go back to bed.
Dice with heads are notoriously difficult to roll.
Really? I’ve often heard that heads will roll.
I hear you have drums for sale. I’ll take them for free.
I had to Google at least two of the words in that second ad. Don’t get me wrong, I am a massive geek, but the D&D world is completely foreign to me. Although I imagine that if I were an aficionado, I would at least know how to spell ‘Dungeons.’
I have to wonder if that isn’t a little cry for help at the end there – a brief moment of self-awareness resulting in a single anguished question (not that you’d know it’s either of those from the punctuation) hurled out into the unfeeling void of the internet.
Why, indeed, mysterious Craigslist poster. Why indeed.
Lareina, I’m curious, which two words? 8)
Probably Griefling and Dulcimer.
Granted Dulcimer isn’t D&D, but it is a rather obscure instrument. One that I play actually.
Oooooh, hammered dulcimer? I’m listening to a CD of that music right now. =D
Yup, Hammer Dulcimer. Haven’t played mine in ages though, probably out of practice.
Finally took the time to look at that D&D ad again. It’s not griefling! It is juice of gelfling, like in Dark Crystal! Hold on while I attempt to post a link. *rolls for initiative* http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Dark_Crystal Okay then! 8)
I feel like Why Am I is a phrase, so perhaps this person is Why Am I and is identifying themselves as doing this. They copied Will I Am but did it poorly. Props for trying to earn street cred while offering D&D trades.
The Drums one lacks the zen quality for me because I have a pet peeve about using a and an properly. I would offer an n for those drums so the poster can be grammatically correct.
My husband has recently been cruising the local CL for a particular cymbal, but only found symbols. Some of the ads he read me made “make a offer” look down right scholarly.
*points to Submit a Listing link at top right of page*
Perfect, I have an old tamboreen drum (spelled backward that’s murdneerobmat) and I’ve been desperately hunting for dragon dung (or dungen in Middle Archaic).
IT’S THE YSAC 11 O’CLOCK NEWS, WITH SPARKY NONSPEEL.
Thank you for joining us. I’m Sparky Nonspeel. Tonight’s top story: The Murderous Gang of Tamboreens was spotted again, in the basement district of town this afternoon. They threw their trademark 7-sided dice at innocent bystanders, screaming things like “Trade sword for axe” and “Why Am I doing this.” 3 people were hurt and sent to the YSAC Hospital, where they shall receive ample amounts of brain bleach and a copy of Webster’s Dictionary.
To roll the dulcimer seven-headed die,
to make a offer on drums.
A sword for an axe,
that is the question.
Alas, why am I doing this?
I can’t help but hear that read by Shatner with bongoes and a string bass in the background, à la his dramatic readings of Palin’s tweets.
Kaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Picture yourself
In a boat
By a river
With tangerine trees
And marmalade skiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeesssssssssss
As Karaoke Monkey always says, if you want to sing out, sing out…
Holy Shatner!
Haha, good use of Holy Shatner.
Dulcimer dice rolls
For weapons of the old wars
Juicy Griefling, why?
If Haiku, you can too!
*snaps* Cool, man, cool!
Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don’t make sense
Refrigerator
HHNF, I got popped by Isaac for plagarising that very haiku. I guess if I can Google, he can too.
I briefly tried to track down the original source of this work but there are so many sites that pop up that the person who came up with it must be kicking him/herself for not copyrighting it.
Yes I know that was a long, awkward sentence.
Imitation, my dear, is the sincerest form of flattery. Or lack of creativity.
I agree. By the way, was that a jab at me about breathing your air yesterday, HHNF?
Yeah, Steve-O brings his own air wherever he goes.
Just means that some people aren’t worth the same air that I breathe. Can’t believe you hadn’t heard it before. Not a real insult. If I didn’t like you, I’d drive the SpoCan’t and give you a good whack, haha!
Re: the third ad:
Call Neri and offer him the hundred bucks to take your brother fishing. Worked for Michael Corleone. Mom doesn’t need to know.
I would like to point out that I think what appealed to me most about this post was that while he has the occasional typo and grammatical error, the passion and articulateness with which he expresses his seething hatred impresses me. On CL, as we all know, communicating properly happens less than one might expect.
Turn the other cheek/turn a blind eye–same, same.
And, he properly used the word “too”.
*Sniff* I’m OK, I’m OK. *Wipes tear from eye*
*hands TMSF a cuppa and pastry* We understand you!
That sexy fingers thing is going to follow me around now isn’t it?
If I have anything to do with it, yes it will! 8)
your sexy fingers can follow ME around, any time!
Hey! Guy looking to have your drummer killed! You have no idea how good you have it.
He shows up 20 minutes late? That’s 30 minutes early in drummer time. (Hell, it’s an hour early in Reggae drummer time!)
He remembers to bring his drums?
He has his own vehicle?
He only smokes every 15 minutes?
And he’ll actually play in your lame Air Supply/ Carpenters/ Ann Murray cover band?
Dude, send this guy over…
I am tired of him showing up 20 minutes late…
For a guy you don’t even want to be there in the first place, this seems like a good thing to me. If you change the time of rehearsals without telling him, I bet he’d stop showing up all together.
Poster is a total rookie. Never tell the drummer the actual time for practice or gigs. Practice is at 8:00? Tell the drummer it’s at 7:00. And no, the drummer will never figure out you’re telling him the wrong time.
I think the first poster is pretty bossy. Make a offer indeed. Don’t tell me what to do mister!
Although, due to the lack of exclamation point, I believe the poster is not forceful in his command. He is more subtle… perhaps to catch us off guard. His post, seemingly indistinct at first glance with its non-punctuation and dramatic one word title, embeds a subliminal desire in your mind until, hours/days/weeks later you cannot stand it anymore, you MUST give in and so you compulsively jump up in the middle of your office’s training seminar themed ‘Silence in the Workplace’ and scream, “YES! I DO want drums! I WILL make an offer!”
Or perhaps he was too lazy to write anything else. Either way.
“Make a offer” may go down in history with other three word pop culture sayings like:
Eat at Joe’s
Sing a Song (with my nod to Karen Carpenter)
and Push the Button (hello Chemical Brothers)
I am sure there are many others but my brain’s OS is in Saturday mode so there will be no more commenting today. I may have to take a nap and reboot.
Drop The Needle
Suck My Kiss
And many more on the pop-songs-with-demanding-three-word-titles compilation album from K-tel!
Just remember people, nothing is funny about the D4.
Caltrop of the gaming world.
“The D4” is a cool band from New Zealand. If it’s also a D and D term, I don’t want to know. Because, frankly, it would ruin it for me.
Just realized there was a third ad! I wonder what the name of the band could be? Fratricide Express?
“Little Drummer Boy Killers”
“We didn’t shoot the lead singer but we did shoot the drummer…”
Maybe, but I’m thinking they might want something a little more wedding-friendly.
“No Brother, No Cry”?
For some reason, I keep getting “400 Bad Request – nginx” when I try to edit, but anyway: TM: + A Kajillion.
Racist!
I guess I’m the racist, now… I had the error but cleared my cache and restarted Firefox and it went away.
Here comes Al *not her, the evil one!* to condemn and riot in protest against violence toward black drummers.
Ssshhh… we’re in a lot of trouble… Silva Noir is posting pictures of Not.a.Lions up there.
Cain and Cain’t.
Where is this guy? $100.00 to kill someone? I made more than that per head in Sri Lanka. But he does say there’s good money in killing drummers there…
*starts packing suitcase*
Don’t forget the duct tape.
Duct tape, duct tape duct tape
Graham-
Pack some porn (OK, more porn…), red and white paint, and an anvil. Paint a target. Suspend anvil over center of target. Put porn in center of target. Call over drummer. Release anvil.
Done and done.
Mmm… anvil kills are especially rewarding. Is there a chance that the porn may be damaged in this scheme? This guy doesn’t seem the type to pay for my damaged porn. Better take the old stuff. Doo doo do doo…
You may be able to get more than $100 from the guy. You know what they say: “Make a offer”
Making a offer is an particularly effective method when neither party knows what the product is.
Surprises are always better. And worth a little extra money.
The third ad is unnecessary. Nobody needs to be *paid* to kill a drummer.
JuneJenny! You’re in the box, and lookin’ good! Come to the office for a nice punch, please.
Awww, thanks. My first time … *wipes away a tear*.
My first time hurt a little bit and was really awkward.
Did you cry afterwards, too?
Like a babby.
Sigh. Mid-day mostly and everyone is off doing stuff, or sleeping in some parts of the world. And it’s just me. Unless. . . Any lurkers out there? Hello! Don’t be shy! go ahead and post something! 8)
Testing, testing. Can you hear me in the back?
… What do you mean, “no”? If you can’t hear me, how do you know what I said? Dumbass.
WE READ YOUR LIPS!
You’re a cat, Bianchi S. They can see in the dark but their eyesight at distance isn’t so great. Nice try.
Uh, hey I’m a lurker. And I liked this site so much I drew a Not-A-Lion.
http://silvanoir.deviantart.com/art/NotALion-151392173
Oh, snap! YSaC has its own fan art now!
Talent and awesomeness! You must join our hawt sect. The look on that Not. A. Lion’s face is just perfect. MOAR!!!!
Aww, thanks *blushes*
What other posts do you think could be turned into a good drawing?
There should be one with a human in furry rabbit form, clearly intoxicated, drooling over Deadpool while a thought-bubble over Deadpool’s head shows he is thinking of a geriatric woman playing T-ball.
HHNF: Haz you been hanging out on 4chan?
My request is a professor with a nametag that says “Corey” teaching his class about DA chassis.
I am not the spokesbun for this site, but please look into our Forums and check out our list of Favorite Memes. You’ll get some interesting ideas.
Lllama-nun is always a good one.
You’re too talented to waste it on things like Monet or Picasso.
Awesome drawing!
Yes, because immortalizing my shame by posting it on the internet myself is never as good as having it turned into art, a meme, and endless humiliation by the recipient.
I have never been so grateful for the death of my phone battery until this morning.
Dude, I totally left out the shameful part. And who said this was referring to you? It could be any drunk rabbit drooling over Deadpool.
We’ve all embarrassed ourselves from time to time. Just be grateful it wasn’t in person.
*remembers incidents from long ago and far away, cringes slightly*
Well, it’s a good thing I just outed myself since everyone else wouldn’t have been able to pick me out of the hordes of lustful bunnies at the Comic-con.
Oooh, Lustful Bunnies= girly band name.
I think you’re thinking of Anthro-con.
Considering what bunnies are known for, isn’t “lustful” a bit redundant?
I’d still listen to them, regardless.
Hold on, my mind is *BOGGLE*ing. A furry not a lion in a not a tiger suit? LOL Wonderful! Hey, can you do a dead explorer? Partial to Balboa myself. Or the table of souls trying to get out of a hellmouth. I can just see all those skeletons being chibi and cute.
Give the poor girl some links… she might be new.
I’m still here. Just a little confused at the super-inside jokes.
Balboa could be fun… when I was little and learned abut him in elementary school I couldn’t pronounce his name, and so called him A-bowl-a-ball. I could draw Balboa bowling.
I’m also tempted to draw Cat Math, if I could only figure out how. (or maybe that’s the point)
Silva, if you go back a day and scroll down towards the end, you’ll see Windrose make a comment about “consuming their love” and it pretty much went downhill from there.
Frankly, I don’t know how Cat Math looks either. I imagine it as a cross between quantum mechanics, C++ programming, statistics, and nonsense. If you can make an equation where 4 = 6, then you’re on the right track.
You must really draw a picture of a cotton-candy colored bunny clinging to a very confused and irritated Deadpool.
I think we scared her off. 🙁
Was it my face? Man…
Startling revelation: I talk too much. Poor new girl.
We really need a group-organized hazing regimen for new kids.
Never been to 4chan. The rumors frighten me. It’s like the bad part of town that your momma warns you about.
But it’s memetastic.
Flipping out over how cute that is. It’s about to be my computer background.
I love it. It’s so beautifully done, too! I kind of want a print now….
That is brilliant. +1000 FTW.
Yes, Silva, you might want to go back to yesterday…and the day before and suffer though the back-and-forth elementary conversations between Graham and I. If you think you can handle the oddness. And it’s okay. Cat Math is like God, in the way that people can guess what it looks like, and it’s awesome power, but can never quite grasp it. Just legend and short-fallings.
::cough::between Graham and me::cough::
Sorry, something in my throat.
If we’re going to start traveling through time again, HHNF might want to go back to yesterday, too…
SilvaNoir — thank you for coming here and posting your work! It’s great — I love it! And I’m glad you’ve finally un-lurked yourself; I hope you’ll stick around and keep commenting.
It’s a trap!
*crickets*
That third ad would be perfect for Project Rant.
The third ad’s drummer sounds like he has Illusions of Grandeur + 10 pants…
:::stumbles in late, hoping no one will notice. But fails to realize that she walked in the side door right in front, rather than in the back:::
Oh, uh, hey guys. Yeah, been a little busy today. I actually have a weekend off, and slept in till the ungodly late hour of 9:30 am! Then I spent it eating and being lazy. So, um….I have a note! My mom said it’s an excused absence.
Third ad: written by Brennan from Step Brothers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZCGCj6xzPko
That’s all I’ve got so far. Still in a lazy haze.
This is completely off topic, but…
Yay for Awkward Apology and Grovelling Time!
Hey, guys. Um, am I still welcome after last night? If not, I won’t cry. Much. This is why people who care about my dignity take my phone from me while at the pub.
*quivering lip*
Poor, poor Graham. He’s such a gentleman.
Last night?
I’ll forgive you if you explain what “Minus whale be” means.
It means ‘without the fat chick’.
Might as well. Similar to ‘bra bubbly’
From urbandictionary.com:
1. minus whale
mid-2008 forum-speak substitution for ‘might as well’
i’m bored and ready to go yasamehere minus whale then
This didn’t really help.
Ohh… I get it now. That is the correct definition I was looking for. Thank you.
So apparently HHNF was so drunk she ended up in mid-2008 last night. What a night!
We did some time travel ourselves… must have been some rift in the space-time continuum.
I just saw a commercial for “hot tub time machine”. I truly can’t believe there were people making movies who let someone in the office with that idea.
But maybe, as evidenced by HHNF’s experience, it’s “based on actual events”.
Maybe I missed it, but I thought she sounded basically the same as the rest of us. Which makes me worry that the rest of you are drunk all the time, and worried that I fit in so well, because I’m usually not.
I found my acid re-flux capacitor.
Some jerk dumped Pepcid in mine and broke it.
*sings Pepto song*
Nostalgia, heartburn, indiscretion!
Lulz!
freakin love it!!!
What do the drums contain? Toxic waste? Moonshine? Pickles? Old bacon grease? Spanish galleons? Jimmy Hoffa’s body, pickled in moonshine?
The possibilities are endless!
The bodies of ‘missing’ drummers?!
Erm, if you find any porn in the remains, I’d appreciate it back.
Here I am apologizing for being a space-port floozie last night, and you’re into furries, red mouthless dom latex, pron, masochism Vegas trips with transvestites *oh wait that was me*, necro and imprisoning old blind women.
I won’t even go into your initials, DP.
1. It’s not about sex, it’s about power.
2. What, pray tell, can you go into about my initials? (which really aren’t my initials at all, given that it’s ONE WORD… perhaps you have me confused with your hero, Spider-Man)
I still see it as DP. And that is a topic I shall not discuss. Again. I don’t get the SM thing, seeing as it should be PM. My knowledge disturbs me. I’ll go take my pills now.
Eeexxxcellent.
Excuse me while I scrub my brain. I hadn’t thought about DP meaning that until now. The latex reference just emphasizes it.
Of course, I’ve just stumbled back from dinner where our entire bar tab was comped. Boundaries and social mores are rather lower and less noticeable than usual.
kv;soew/x,v
I still have no idea what you fine folks think “DP” means.
While I cannot believe for the life of me that you spend so much time on the devil box without knowing, I will tell you that it rhymes with ‘bubble preparation’.
Nuts, I guess that’s as close as I’ll come to getting you to say it. Bubble preparation is pretty good, though. I’ll just assume Lola was thinking the same thing.
*GASP* Who told you? I mean, uh, nothing to see here. Move along. Move along.
So, you know, but you want me to say it? Um, is there something we need to know?
*waits patiently for you to try to save yourself*
What, I can’t enjoy making you uncomfortable?
I think that’s along the lines of something I mentioned up there.
You mean sado-masochism? 😛
And at least one other subject.
Imprisoning old blind women? Wait — ohhh. Hey, if you know what it is, you cannot judge me for knowing.
We may need to open up a forum section devoted to your interplay. A room, in other words…
*ahem* Yes, sorry… thank you for the recommendation.
Thanks, Lareina.
http://www.yousuckatcraigslist.com/?page_id=3282&vasthtmlaction=viewtopic&t=44.0
Wow, OK, you actually…opened up a forum page. I was just trying to make a ‘get a room’ joke…clearly that didn’t work so well.
HHFN, was the original version of your comment intended for me? Because I didn’t mean to offend you, honestly. I was just trying – wrongheadedly, clearly – to be funny.
It was edited for adult content. 😛
It was directed toward my comment about her being a hypocrite, you’re good, lareina — seriously, it was a good suggestion.
OK. Thanks, Graham. The last thing I want to do is upset people or disrupt the spontaneity of things around here!
Boas that were in the love seat, but decided to go somewhere quieter?
Jimmy Hoffa, in toxic waste (if the drums are in New Jersey, naturally).
OT except that it’s one of our memes: I just read this about Not. A. Lions:
Tigers typically have rusty-reddish to brown-rusty coats, a whitish medial and ventral area, a white “fringe” that surrounds the face, and stripes that vary from brown or gray to pure black.
Are they so rusty because they live in rain forrests?
Maybe the Cowardly Not. A. Lion. could help him out with the oil can.
I’m seeing a, ‘Run, Forrest, run!’ joke in here, and it’s just not forming in my mind.
Did you see the Not. A. Lion. art that Silva Noir posted?
I did, but not till after I posted the above. She is totally awesome, unless she is a guy. Then HE is totally awesome. I think s/he should do a web comic about a group of commenters on a blog site like this one!
*looks down* Yup, still a She. 😉
Now I feel like I came here fishing for compliments, which I didn’t. You guys are so nice.
As for webcomics, I’d rather just do single silly pictures here and there. I already have a webcomic, but it’s a serious one and proving to be way too much work.
Give you role play for a tamboreen
Help a poor man fill his pretty dreem
Hope you’re so desperate you’ll take anytheeng
Then maybe I can play (play play play play)
A green tamboreen…
OMJ! Loved that song. The Lemon Pipers. Huh. I had to Google that, I thought it was Strawberry Alarm Clock, but it didn’t seem right. 8)
Silvia, here is your assignment. Go to the very first post on this site, read all the posts and comments. Report back here when finished. 8)
I actually did that a couple of weeks ago, but I can’t remember everything. I came here trough a link on LovelyListing, about the not.a.lions
The guy trying to sell his truck full of bees remains my favorite post.
“trough”, and before “abut”. I was just criticizing someone yesterday about not relying on spell check alone, to proofread… ah well… *leans up against a horse like it was totally on purpose*
I need to go get myself an avatar now, not digging this little lemon quilt square…
http://en.gravatar.com — use the same email address you use for here.
Graham, you must be getting rich with all the business you send to Gravitar!
It just hurts my soul to see those geometric avatars.
I actually like the fact that they look like quilts … but not enough to keep mine.
OK, done. It’s a picture a friend drew for me actually, and that I colored. A cutsey white rat holding a yellow umbrella. Shows up for me. Everyone else?
Yes. Too cute!
Just enough cuteness, however, to off set Deadpool. And since no one asked, my new avatar is my love bird Viola, she of the purple feathers. She came to me just weaned, but decided to regress and take some baby food for a few days. Even though she has a mate now, Jimi Purple Haze, and gets her free flight time with the whole flock, she has stayed very tame. If I stick my finger in her cage, she will come sit on it. And when she is out and I walk by, she has to land on my head and talk to me for a while. She’s one of three special birds in my life right now.
There’s baby food for birds? Do you have to chew it up and spit it in their mouths?
She is very cute. The look on her face matches the one I have when I read the submissions. ‘Whut is rong with teh hoomans?’
Graham, no, I don’t have to chew or spit. I don’t think I would raise baby birds if I had to do that. The baby food is actually called hand feeding formula.
HHNF, Thanks, I think she is saying, Why can’t you get the food here faster?
Darn, that would be awesome.
Umm, does anyone know a site that will randomly generate a bunch of pseudo-technical corporate jargon? It doesn’t have to make sense.
Do you mean, besides here? Guess we are more random than psuedo tekkie corporal.
I knew a pseudo-tekkie corporal once. He got promoted to quasi-mechie sergeant.
Found one. http://www.andrewdavidson.com/gibberish/?companyname=Riordan
Over time, I got to wondering if this wasn’t meant to be a complete sentence.
Drums make an offer.
Drums make an offer that can’t be beat.
-3 points for getting the quote wrong!
+5 points to bradlea for knowing the reference, but -10 points for missing the pun (drum..beat…).
Great, I just woke the baby up laughing at this ad. Maybe I can hire that drummer to put her back to sleep… on second thought, maybe not.