A while back, my local cable company saw fit to bless my home
with twenty+ additional cable channels, so now there's even
more programming for me to ignore!
Almost.
| Key: |
(Space Ghost) |
(Me) |
| "Now it begins..." |
| greetings |
Hi there. |
| howdy! |
Hello. |
| hey |
Hey? |
| Hey, right back at ya! |
Well, I think we've beaten that horse to
death. |
| hey |
For horses. Right. |
| Tell me, who invented liquid soap...and
why? |
Uh, well, probably some guy at Procter
& Gamble, because he could. |
| BEEEE-CAUSE? |
Well, because it |
| BEEEE-CAUSE? |
Oops. Sorry. Because, you know, he wanted
pre-melted soap. Or something like that. |
| that's ok |
It sure is. P&G made a goldmine.
Personally, I wonder who invented Play-Doh and why? |
| not me... |
Of course. |
| Think it will RAIN today? How about those
Dallas Cowboys? BOXERS OR BRIEFS? |
1) No. 2) They're nice people. 3)
Briefs! |
| hey, what's going on? |
Right now? I'm typing. |
| I hate typing, too. |
Oh, I don't hate typing. It's just that I
am typing. |
| I can type 16 words a minute! |
Oh really? Prove it! |
| The other night I saw the most BEAUTIFUL
sunset... |
Eight words ... keep going. |
| ACK-KNOWLEDGED! |
Nine ... |
| Terrific! Mazel-tov! |
Um, you aren't really typing 16 words,
are you? |
| I hate typing, too. |
Oh dear, we're back to that again. |
| hi |
Whoa! Now we're really back to the start.
Did you fall asleep? |
| did I fall asleep? |
I think so. |
| are you sure you believe so? |
I know so. |
| how do you know so? |
I don't not know, so I must know. |
| you mean you would like to know |
Well, that too, yes. |
| o.k. |
So tell me. Did you? |
| did I ? |
Yes, did you fall asleep? |
| No, I thought that you fall asleep |
Hardly. Im |
| You don't say! |
True, I didn't. I didn't fall
asleep. |
| I fly and save planets from peril! What
do you do? |
You're so great. Can I be you? |
| NO YOU CAN NOT! |
Oh. <sulk> |
| What are you, a child? |
All of us are, in some special way,
right? |
| Oh great, oh dandy, average - garden -
variety - non - celebrity - citizen - whoever! |
Could you please be a tad more
blunt? |
| You seem SOOOOO nice, it must be my
birthday! |
No, you aren't getting a gift out of me
that easily. |
| no? |
Is there some secret password I can type
in here? |
| maybe you can, but it would be better if
you didn't |
But I want to! |
| that's quite a lofty pursuit |
Hardly. Why would you say that? |
| that...I like saying that! |
that. that. that. that. that. that. Loses
its meaning after a while. that. that. that. that. that. |
| Tell me about your slacks! |
I don't wear slacks. I like slack,
though. Praise Bob! |
| yea, that is cool. |
Oh, how would you know? |
| ...don't want no more of this cryin'
game... |
I see ... |
| you are mistaken |
No, I am Joe. |
| why are you joe? |
Um ... says so on the Birth
Certificate. |
| I am not, nor have I ever been, a
schizophrenic. |
Fine. And how about you? |
| Are you looking at me? You must be
looking at me! |
Why, yes. Is your name Tom? |
| really? |
I'm asking you. |
| Well, I can speak French really loud...JE
PARLES FRANCAIS TRES FAR, NO? |
Oui. |
| How long have you hated men? |
HA! |
| hahaha |
hahahahahahaha |
| Do you want to watch me swallow a live
mollusk? |
Go for it. |
| Have you ever played Vegas? |
Not live, no. I've played in
Vegas, however. |
| never? |
No, nay, never <clap clap clap
clap!> |
| how do you know? |
Wait a minute. You said that already! Is
this some Eliza-type engine I'm typing to? |
| I can type five words a minute! |
Yeah, you said sixteen before! I've been
hoodwinked! How embarassing. |
| Have you ever played Vegas? |
HAHAHAHA! The jig is up, Moriarty. |
| haha |
haha yourself. Goodbye.
<slam!> |
| Don't let the door hit you on the way
out! |
