I have a confession.
I got started on the net this morning, posted this and seriously thought that the ride was over. Dr. Deb got herself a lawyer and was starting to post unrelated stuff that was less than interesting. It sure looked like another internet fad had run its course.
My outrage meter was pegged and all teh jokes were pretty much used up. It was time to wrap it up and move on before it became "old" (© Garfield Ridge)
But, I had a problem. I wanted to write something really good, a wrapup of the whole affair and make it the 100th post to this blog. I needed filler material.
This is the 100th post.
What do you think of the filler material?
Update: I'm really sorry gang... I forget that you are not my regular readers, who would have seen this for the sarcastic post that it is...
Of course I not shutting down now! Deb just pushed the boundries again!
Yes, I simply must remember the mantra and align my che
I will trust teh cycle
Teh vodka is part of teh cycle
Vodka-Thirty is on Thursday night
I will trust teh cycle
Again, sorry... All'Yalls will get used to my sarcastic nature...
I will have no fear, fear is the mind killer
posted by Sinner @ 3:41 PM
19 comments
19 Comments:
Well, it's certainly straight forward and a fine entry, as filler material goes.
sinner, are you being sarcastic, just a little bit?
this has been a day of off the charts teh crazy®, hasn't it?
good call, waiting until the 100th post. and, let's recite our mantra:
i will trust teh crazy®
Oooooom...trust teh crazy® ...ooooom...teh crazy®...ooooom... crazy®
I feel much better now. Thank you, ottavarima!
Don't PULL THE STRING!
LOL
She's gonna get weirder, I can smell it coming this weekend.
She'll be out & about & someone will tick her off.
But I just got here.
How about reconsidering until post 200?
trust teh Cycle...
trust teh Cycle...
trust teh Cycle...
One more thing: did you really think Deb was going to just suddenly sober up and act rationally?
Ha ha ha.
No, I'm afraid she's going to get worse before she gets better.
You know what I'm waiting for? For Deb to get a new lawyer. I'm wating to see a post like this: "well, Mr. Coaty turned out to be a shyster, so I am looking for another attorney."
Translation: he didn't tell me what I wanted to hear.
We must keep this going. Maybe we can all meet one day and toast a vodka-thirty and do teh crazee. Now, if I can just round up all me puppets and pack the station wagon, its road trip time.
Just wait until after the 15th. We may see whole new levels of teh crazy®. Or, the site goes dark. The court proceedings might clarify some new conditions for a permanent restraining order.
I see Dead people.
She's having a conversation with one.
Getting to be the maudlin stage of the binge.
I predict messages to her ex-lady & ex-dog coming soon.
Like one of my puppets (whoah, its me, and she allowed it)......wait for it.....
Iiiiiiiiits Vodka-thirty, folks. Keep your hands and arms inside the ride at all times. Deb is not responsible for anything lost or broken.
Damn right, ya gotta trust the cycle!
I hate to miss what this weekend will likely bring, but I'd probably hate seeing it even more. Therefore, I'm checking out for a couple days, and sailing the family to Mexico. Yes, the laptop is staying home. So is the Vodka 30.
But the rum and tequila are coming!! --so I'll be toasting ya'll (or maybe just my own neurons).
Hasta!
Have fun Denny, with teh rum!
brian:
"We must keep this going. Maybe we can all meet one day and toast a vodka-thirty and do teh crazee. Now, if I can just round up all me puppets and pack the station wagon, its road trip time."
What a great idea! How about a rendez-vous at Frisch's sentencing hearing?
Or at her first parole board meeting?
Regards;
bilgeman:
I can see it now. All of us sitting there with our sock puppets popping up to snipe at her as she thrashed around in her seat. Ughh.
first parole board meeting
I am planing on being there, I might even blow my ID for that!
i say we meet on denny's boat and have a little trip to margaritaville.
ottavarima:
"i say we meet on denny's boat and have a little trip to margaritaville"
If that's pkay by denny...dibs on the bilges.
I know a great little restaurant pn the Amador causeway in Panama City...a BIG grilled ribeye, salad, grilled calamari appetizer, flan custard and Panama beers...less than 25 bucks each.
And on the way back to launch, if you haven't burst, a wicked good little ice cream stand.
Latins + their sweet tooths= dynamite ice cream.
Regards;
Well, it's Saturday afternoon and not much more teh crazy from Deb. Her sock puppet suicide note appears to be going nowhere. It'a like we all got bored with it really fast. I wonder if we should expect some sort of escalation on her part soon?
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