There is a nasty, horrible rumour going around that there are photos of *me* floating around somewhere on the Internet. Photos of me in a gorilla suit.
Well.
*NO*body can prove that I am indeed the person under the fur. Nobody.
I deny it all. I don't know what anyone is talking about. I have amnesia. I don't even know where I was last Monday night.
Seriously.
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Whatever! You'll never win the most first comments contest. Because..... I can just make a whole bunch of posts, and then comment right after..... So there.
What suit? That's your normal appearance.
::laughs:: Umm..I thik I can remember where you were on Monday.
At April's and Robby's house scaring the crap out of us.
That was the funniest thing ever!
I don't think I have ever laughed so hard before.
I don't have any pics to prove to everyone that it was you, But I was the one who chased you down that night and found out who really was under the fur. :)
Marcy
::laughs:: That was such a funny story!!! I wish I could have been there. :)
Every now and then I start to think that Tracy might be normal after all... Then stuff like this happens and brings me back to reality.
I wish I had thought to do something like that.. but I'm not that mean.
I forgot to mention something in my last post.
Starts with an "H"
Ends with "ysterical"
Yep, that's Tracy!
Mason, I don't have any "real" pictures, thank goodness.
Ah. I've been exposed. Thanks a lot, Marcy. And some cousin you are--chasing me through a dark neighborhood on Halloween night! Do you have any idea how scary that was???
1~ I'm *not* normal, Dan. Just accept it.
2~ IT WASN'T MY IDEA!!! It was my aunt Nancy's. *ALL HER IDEA* And I am going to post a photo of the costume SHE was wearing that night!
3~ It was a pretty hysterical night, though. I don't think I've laughed that hard in a long time either.
4~ It was temporary insanity! I deny everything!
Hehe..aww, you know i'm the greatest cousin ever. Everyone wishes I was related to them, you're just the lucky one that actually is. :)
I TOTALLY believe it was ALL Nancy's idea. She is soo silly.
Heh, I loved her costume. That was great!
Marcy
Who? ME? Naaah, Christa--you know better than that! I haven't passed out from drinking since that night we out in Paris! Gee, but that was fun! Don't worry, though. I won't tell anyone what it was *you* did...!
It’s a jolly good job that you weren’t shot, decapitated, skinned and gutted whilst in that disguise.
I spent Halloween running buck naked through the streets.
Hey! What's this about berry vad Latin?
I didn't see any latin on this page.
If I ever saw a Goriller runnin' through the streets of MY town, I'd shoot, skin and GUT that sucker! What a stew 'ed make!!
WHOOOOO! Whatsat you saw, Billy Bob? Looks like my cuzin Amos! All hairy & 7 foot tall! But dat ain't my cuz! THATS A GORILER! SHOOT 'IM!!
Barbarians and Christa,
No I wasn't wearing antlers.
Just a Cochlear implant.
Until I get back to this blog, I’m leaving Beth in charge.
And I’ll be getting a full report from her.
So behave.
First I must got to bed.
Then I must tackle blog # 3.
Just so everyone knows...the above comment commented by 'anonymous' about his Cochlear implant was not the dear man we know who actually *has* Cochlear implant. He may be...surprising...at times, but he didn't say that ^^^^.
I have an idea as to who *did* say it, though....
::glares in his general direction::
Actually, my alarm clock is on the blink somewhat.
It’s a CD alarm clock and it’s purpose is to play soothing music to persuade me back to sleep when I wake up, that is if God has no important missions for me.
Well, it goes back to 12:00 on occasions- which could be irritating if time was of the essence- when I insert a CD sometimes. But as it’s not, it isn’t- time etc.
Still, it might be worth implanting one’s shoe into it if it does irritate in the future.
My Grandfather used to threaten people that he’d stick his shoe so far up…..oh……actually, it mightn’t be prudent to repeat what he used to say.
But then, why be prudent?
Sounds like something an Irishman would tell his grandchildren.
On the blink eh? Well tell it to stop blinking. Maybe get it some glasses.
PS. For those of you who don't know "On the blink" is a European term which means "broken".
ImNRtist
You could switch jobs and become a translater.
There might be less stress.
For you.
qniaylc
You're so weird.
CYBORG PRIESTS?!?!?
Great Moons of Jupiter! IT'S THE RISE OF THE MACHINES!!! TERMINATORS are among us! They must be stopped! Everyone, grab your shotguns and FOLLOW ME!! WE'RE GOING TO BLOW THE %$#%$@# ROBOTS AWAY! C'MON!!
cricket. cricket.
You bet.
Must I?
No, I've decided not to.
Your face is too pretty, eventhough a bruise would be well hidden under those shades!
Oops.
I've just given my identity away.
Too lazy to delete and repeat.
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