A Completely Unrelated Series of Thoughts... Part 6

[Feechy]

Oh God, better ban knives and pitchforks and liquor stores.

But if we ban liquor stores, how will we hear Leon's Drank Chronicles? This is an outrage!

[Izret101]

I am no longer X-massy

[logical123]

And I am back after 7 days.

[TraderJake]

HI ROB

[logical123]

HI DAVE!!!

[The Metamorphosing Leon]

Sure is unrelated in here.

[logical123]

THAR BE A DEAD CHAT IN SIGHT

[James]

I'm now using Windows 7!


Edit: It seems an awful lot like Vista, not that I've had much experience with Vista. I bet Microsoft will come out later and say "Hey, you've been using Vista all this time! It's not so bad, is it?"

[Sirgin]

And I am back after 7 days.

Welcome back, Rob!!!

[logical123]

I'm now using Windows 7!


Edit: It seems an awful lot like Vista, not that I've had much experience with Vista. I bet Microsoft will come out later and say "Hey, you've been using Vista all this time! It's not so bad, is it?"

That would be very evil of them indeed... 

[James]

My dog got a nasty cut on her back leg while I was walking her. I threw the ball into some long grass and she came out with blood down her back legs. She didn't yelp or anything but there was lots of blood. We got her cleaned up at home and the cut isn't really big enough for stitches but it looks quite deep. Hopefully it will be ok if she keeps licking it.


Also, we had a haw-frost last night so everything is white. It's quite surreal. The trees have all got long ice crystals on them. One tree I looked at had tiny ice-spikes sticking out everywhere about two inches long.

[The Metamorphosing Leon]

That sucks, and is neat.

Got my 12am to 8am shift tonight, followed by my 10am to 1pm shift...

[TraderJake]

Might as well bend over, you're in their world now.

[Feechy]

Somebody change the topic before we delve into much detail.

[The Metamorphosing Leon]

Rofl, this poem is hilarious. Damn dirty Brits

1.

Whilst Alexis lay pressed
In her arms he loved best,
With his hands round her neck,
And his head on her breast,
He found the fierce pleasure too hasty to stay,
And his soul in the tempest just flying away.

2.

When Coelia saw this,
With a sigh and a kiss,
She cried, "Oh, my dear, I am robbed of my bliss;
'Tis unkind to your love, and unfaithfully done,
To leave me behind you, and die all alone."

3.

The youth, though in haste,
And breathing his last,
In pity died slowly, while she died more fast;
'Till a length she cried, "Now, my dear, now let us go,
Now die, my Alexis, and I will die too."

4.

Thus entranced they did lie,
And Alexis did try
To recover new breath, that again he might die:
Then often they died; but the more they did so,
The nymph died more quick, the shepherd more slow.

John Dryden (1673)