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Post by jerriwillmore on Apr 13, 2004 15:43:07 GMT -5
While discussing PID on the 60if site, I ran into someone claiming to be Paul. Whomever posted on my guestbook here: us.geocities.yahoo.com/gb/view?member=colouringpurple  I would hope it was him but he said he recieved my emails and I in fact don't even know his email address. God knows who he is. Any comments? |
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Post by jonna on Apr 13, 2004 16:06:21 GMT -5
somebody pulling your leg |
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Post by jerriwillmore on Apr 13, 2004 17:09:36 GMT -5
I guessed so. ;D
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Post by Doc on Apr 13, 2004 18:53:54 GMT -5
No, no. They were somewhat clever about it, but that was just a regular, anonymous, internet poster.
McCartney has the delight of a new child. That has to be more compelling than getting giggles with a mouse
Which, oddly enough, invokes the image of him covering MJackson's ode to the rat (Eau de'Rat) "Ben." Eeeyyyeeewww. A song he should never sing.
But perhaps just own. If MJ's catalogue comes up on the option block, MPL oughtta swoop down on that one like a bird on a wire.....or is it wing?...........or hot tin roof?..............where are my pills...............has anyone seen my pills........................%$%$&%^(*^(*%%$%^*&^(&^$%@#
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Post by FlamingPie on Apr 13, 2004 19:03:07 GMT -5
Sorry, I took them all..............................
DUDE! I CAN SEE THE AIR!!!
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Post by Doc on Apr 13, 2004 19:32:58 GMT -5
I told you the air was pretty. See! Everyone? See!! Now, HE knows. FP knows all about the air now and now he knows that I'm not crazy. The air is gorgeous and nobody believes they can see it. How truamatizing to realize what the world is missing...........the air is colorful, and vivid, and swirly folks. Yes, that's right, I said swirly, like
a pot of liquid fudge on the stove. Ya' jus' don't know.....
Good, FP, you can have the rest of my pills. My evil nurse, Nurse Diesel, is on my case every day with those nuisances. She's a bull-moose of a nag, and annoying to boot. And she wears some annoying boots, too.
Yep. as soon as those vile little pills leave my system for good, I think my take on reality will be just hunky-dory. Cause, like they say, on a clear day, you can see forever................. ;D
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Post by FlamingPie on Apr 13, 2004 20:27:37 GMT -5
DUDE, YOU'RE FREAKIN ME OUT!
OH MY GOD! YOU JUST TURNED INTO A RABBIT!
*laughs nonstop for an hour*
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Post by Doc on Apr 13, 2004 20:57:45 GMT -5
uhhh, What's up, Doc?
That was very bunny.
Well, I'm not the walrus, that much we know.
Maybe just a prolific herbivore in Ovine clothing....................
Those pills are time-released------I suggest tuning in and dropping out for a long time (You'll see Alice before its over) or get a friend to run to the Revco (or Rexall or whatever you have) and purchase for you a bottle or Syrup of Ipecac. Drink up. Or face Jurassic Park ALL night long.
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Post by FlamingPie on Apr 13, 2004 21:00:23 GMT -5
DuDe, StOP mAKiNG sO mUCH sEnSe!!!
*passes out*
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Post by Doc on Apr 13, 2004 21:32:27 GMT -5
Well, now, another one of Dr. Robert's satisfied patients recieves some beneficial---though mind numbing----therapy. I like to give therapy to all my patients----one perky devotee even remarked once to me that when ever she saw me coming, she thought to herself, "therapy." Now, what greater tribute can a man have?
Some have asked if I am licenced, and, if so, to what specific discipline. Think outside the rabbit box! I don't have a license to practice medicine in this nation, or any other, because I don't NEED to practice. Why practice when you are already just that good? I just do it and hope it turns out well. And it usually does. No one has sued me yet, of the survivors, I mean.
And of discipline? Discipline? Well, what of it? Why be so constricted? Follow the freedom of "Undiscipline." Why be led down a road by a stodgy, concerted old rut, than more happily led by nothing at all. In the end, you still get SOMEWHERE, and without most of the bother.
So, fellow posters, don't be worried about our good friend, Flaming Pie.
Flaming Pie will be fine in the morning. Not tomorrow morning, no, but one morning. A good accidental mind blowing hallucinatory trip is good for everybody.....just once. He may be out of it for a period of time, but EVENTUALLY he'll wake refreshed and glowing.
And have a unique appreciation for my healing regimen. Life will take on a whole new meaning as the pill trip will be all worn off. (FP< you might want to take some aspirin fo the knees. Your knees can only stay locked so long without excruciating agony. Just try falling into bed each night, for as long as it takes, 'cause bending at the knees may be out for a while. I've heard Vitamin C can cut the strichnine down a little......(Nurse Diesel uses some strange excipients, for binding the pills you know)
Tripping out is a challenge. And I believe that, no matter what branch of medicine one professes, it's all done in the pursuit of trying one's patience..........for one's patience must be tried by every doctor.
By the way, what is LSD? Has anyone ever done any, and what's it like? (Is that a taboo question? I meant Lemon Sodium Dextrose..........)
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Post by xpt626 on Apr 13, 2004 21:44:38 GMT -5
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Post by Doc on Apr 13, 2004 22:33:16 GMT -5
I know of a vitamin that they say may relieve that. But see your doctor first. (Your REAL doctor.)
Cause Im a false doctor. That translates into foctor.
A real Focter Fobbert.
Or just---Fx. Faux-bert.
I am making myself sick. Goodnight everyone.
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Post by LarryC on Apr 14, 2004 7:53:23 GMT -5
Sorry, Doc, I can't hold myself back:
If your down he'll pick you up Dr. Robert,
Take a drink from his special cup Dr. Robert
Dr. Robert, he's a man you must believe,
Helping everyone in need,
No one can succeed like Dr. Robert
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Post by Doc on Apr 14, 2004 19:01:02 GMT -5
HO! Larrrraaay!
Larry Ceeeee!
Good to see you over hear today!
(Am I as off-topic as ever?)
Well, some threads wind up loose sometimes........
I love hearin' George singin' my name....................
One more of life's little vicarious pleasures.
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Post by xpt626 on Apr 14, 2004 20:59:27 GMT -5
I know of a vitamin that they say may relieve that. But see your doctor first. (Your REAL doctor.) Cause Im a false doctor. That translates into foctor. A real Focter Fobbert. Or just---Fx. Faux-bert. I am making myself sick. Goodnight everyone. (singing).... Whenever (we) gets in a fix, he reaches into his bag of tricks .....  *oops*  that's someone else......  |
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I would hope it was him but he said he recieved my emails and I in fact don't even know his email address. God knows who he is. Any comments?
