YSaC, Vol. CXXXIV
2008 November 29
i will buy it tonight 60.00
call me xxx-xxx-xxxx
Oh, good. Now, what was “it” again?
And why does that sound like the title of a bad Bryan Adams song from the ’80s?
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Exactly what it says on the tin.
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I thought this joke smelt, but this guy really knew how to drop the bass. And it flopped around everywhere…
I think this person wants to buy the zen table from a couple of weeks ago.
Well, sir, thank you for your offer, but I’m afraid it is going to cost up to $60.00 and more.
I bet you’re saying, “How much?”
Well, yeah.
While not nearly as funny, for some reason people are leaving personal messages for others on CL. Especially when dealing with drugs- I guess because they don’t like ‘talking drugs’ on their phone. But you would think there would be at least a billion other, more effective ways of letting ‘dude’ know you’re copping an 1/8 of bangin beasters.
Wait, were there *good* Bryan Adams songs from the Eighties? Or any other decade?
That’s what he said.
I’m fresh out of it, but I do have some lovely what for $35.00 and a couple of the for $45.00. I’ll even throw a hell in for free if you buy both for $95.00.
You are too generous, GC. Hell is more expensive than blue blazes. Giving hell away would give you a negative return on your money, I should think.
I’ve a bucket full of the stuff behind the fishtank that’s ready to go bad … er, good. I need to get rid of it.
I’ve already given hell to everyone I know and there’s still plenty left for Sparky.
Buckets? Does every one you meet just give you hell? Man, I’ve been meeting the wrong people.
I’m so popular total strangers will give me hell for no reason.
Must be my winning personality.
I have some whatsit for sale but my whatsit is much more expensive than that.
Beep, beep, beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
I’m sorry, it’s gone.
Yeah, all the its were recalled about four months ago. As I recall it had a loose cross tie or something like that.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=mTTwcCVajAc
Your weekend dose of Holy Crap!
You are entirely welcome.
Somehow I surfed that to TNG Brent Spiner uh-ohs, which led to Enterprise bloopers, and all was good with the world (mostly).
Obviously this is someone notifying their neighbors that the horrendous screaming they’ll be hearing around midnight will be because they are going to be reading It.
Seems to me like there’s easier ways to cover up your affair, but to each their own.
I didn’t think It was really scary. I think it would be more likely to induce screams if you watched the movie with Tim Currey. Now that’s scary.
I bought it yesterday, for $15.
What you did for that discount… I’ll never tell, as long as you share it with me.
*cues soft piano intro*
Looking into my post – you can see
What you do to me…
Search the net – search the web
And when you find me there you’ll search no more
Don’t tell me what you’re selling here
You can’t tell me, it’s not worth typing out.
You know it well….
Everything you sell…
I’ll buy it from you.
More than it, you know there’s nothing.
(Oops, wrong Bryan.)
Happy Birthday, drmk!!!! I hope your day is joyous!
Oh… Finally someone to buy my stinking collection of “it”!
Just come to the shady back entrance of my house.
Make sure you come alone.
Especially no cops.
Really.
When did pronouns get so expensive?? At that rate, adverb clauses and participial phrases will soon be completely out of my price range. Look: Sparky is so poor he can’t afford capitals at all as he saves for that one third-person singular.
Stupid economy.
Off to set up a nice grammar charity and find supporters for it…
I don’t know where you can find supporters for it, but I do know where you can buy it.
I would support that but not with money.
Lara, who no longer seems to be a llama durp *whimper* here’s your punchity punch punch!
Good Morning, Farm and Garden!
I will gladly sell you it for $60.00 or two of them for $150.00.
Can I pay you Tuesday for some it today?
But I don’t want that much it – can’t I just rent it for a weekend?
So nice to see you are all with it today.
*knock, knock*
Me: Who is it?
It: I am.
Me: You’re who?
It: No, I’m it.
Me: It?
It: Yes, can you open the door?
Me: Why, what’s wrong?
It: Yes, he’s the problem, and please don’t call me why.
Me: I’m sorry, who’s the problem?
It: No, What’s the problem.
Me: That’s what I’m trying to find out. What’s the problem?
It: Yes
Me: (sigh) Okay, tell me.
It: What is trying to sell me.
Me: You mean “Who is trying to sell me.”
It: Who wouldn’t try to sell you, but what would.
Me: What?
It: Yes, so could you please open up and let me in?
Me: (rubs temples) Why?
It: No, I’m It, not why.
Me: I see. (not really)
It: Could you please open the door?
Me: Oh, alright. (opens door)
*whap!*
It: Tag! You’re it! (runs away giggling)
I’ve been there, I’ve done that, and I have just had it.
It was not really what I expected. It was a bit pronoun’st.
Now don’t get me wrong, It was great. It was stupendous! It was, (should I go so far to say?) mediocre. That is why I was there, there is where it’s at. You probably wouldn’t understand unless you were there. It’s better to be there than B².
So, if you are ever there, just do it, and that will be that.
That may have been Dr. Kevorkian’s rate when this was first posted, but now that he’s bought it himself, I imagine the price has gone up.
Been so long since I had it, I’ve forgotten who gets tied up.
“60.00”? That’s a lot of bees, especially after having to buy an onion to wear on your belt–since that is the fashion, you know. Ni! Petang, Petang.
Dr. Digi, to the box! Dr. Digitalaxis, Ph.D! You may hang your P, h, and D in the box, if you like. Punchity Punch Punch!
Good Morning, Rent-a-Center!