The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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No need to apologize! I have been hiding due to a post I made in the Adult's forum. It seems to be okay, though. No one has linched me yet!!

Argh! The suspense... what will happen next?

PS blessedmom - no lynch patties are allowed in\n\i out here. No lynch parties, either! We eat the former and have the latter. The panties are probably Nan's.

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"Say!! !, says PostPaleo. Any of you furiners ever seen a Holy Hand Gernade?" He pulls it out of his cat suit's back pocket to show it to them, but the pin gets tangled in some duct tape and is pulled out!

"Well, the Holy Hand Gernade instruction manual would be right handy about now, but I can't seem to recall where I left it. Hmmmm...... seem to remember something about the number "three". I don't do numbers, but I do math. Well, heck let's just show you furiners a thing or two in the form of fireworks!" and with that, Postie flings it out the window! He flings it out the window! He flings it out the window Postie! He ... its stuck on his duct-taped paw!! !! "Dang!" he says, shaking his paw vigorously....

(to be continued....)

The vigorous paw shaking unravels Postie's cat suit. Moon villagers who were worshipping his cat-like form just moments before are now eying him angrily, and pulling out ray guns. " What?! This is no talking cat!"

A high-pitched whining sound floods Postie's awareness. "Eh?..tinnitis?... at a time like this? Heaven's to Mergatroid!"

Suddenly, the Nan-ass-powered tranced-four-head-Nan-table bursts onto the scene scoops up Postie, and heads westward, picking up speed!


(to be continued...)

I need a nail-biting emoticon!! !!

Wow! This is amazing. We've got a rockery, with a WC. At least one table that I can see. Nan was talking about sitting down, so there has to be a chair about somewhere, or maybe we're furnished exclusively with those lounger armchair thingummies.

And now we have windows!

Mind you, I'm hoping the zombie PP (Chuck is at the controls) is going to sort out his HH. Having got this far with the rebuild, to have it all blown to smithereens would be a pity. Mind your, if we can do it once, we can do it again.

Early night for me, I think. If there nothing but rubble in the morning, I'll blame Chuck. He can blame PP. PP can blame gravity. And then we can all blame Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, 'arry 'awk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

...Well, after all, it is Postie's Gravity Alter quest! I shall leave it up to him, when he wakes up, to determine his own fate, and let us know the outcome of the harrowing tale!! !

...Stay tuned!.....

...Same channel!....


(I have to go to bed too! Been up 27 hours now, and getting more than ridiculous... )

Hey blessedmom! Good to see you! Sorry to leave you hanging!

Nan, Postie - you knows I loves ya!

Night all!

What a laugh. So glad everyone survived, but I'm worried about Nan.

Levity and brevity

Nan,
You poor soul! Chuck left you in the hands of Postie!! !

Couldn't leave you without your icon.
It said :-SS for it, but I guess that won't work here.

Fabulous, Lau!! Thank you!!
G'night all!

Down at an English fair,
One evening I was there,
When I heard a showman shouting
Underneath the flare:

Hoi've got a lo-ve-ly bunch o' coconuts.
There they are a-standin' in a row.
Big ones, small ones, some as big as yer 'ead!
Give 'em a twist, a flick o' the wrist,
That's what the showman said.

Hoi've got a lo-ve-ly bunch o' coconuts.
Hevery ball yer throw will make me rich.
There stands me wife, the idol of me life,
Singin' "roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!

Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
Roll a-bowl a ball, roll a-bowl a boll, singin' roll a-bowl a ball a penny a pitch!

Instumental

I've got a lo-ve-ly bunch of coconuts (They're lovely!)
There they are a standing in a row.
(One, two, three, four)
Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head
(And bigger)
Give 'em a twist, a flick of the wrist, thats what the showman said.

Now that hoi've got a lo-ve-ly bunch of coconuts.
(La-da-de-da-da)
Hevery ball you throw will make me rich.
(Have a banana)
There stands me wife, the idol of me life,
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!

All together now!

Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
(Harmony!)
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
Roll a-bowl a ball, roll a-bowl a ball, singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch.

Instumental

Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!