I thought the propane delivery man was going to die laughing.

[ivan3]

Squeaky wrote: So, I keep asking myself: what would Crowley do?

Sign up as an understudy for Ray Walton's Applegate (satan) in George Abbot's [darn] (sic) Yankees??

`I see Silkies a munchin' a missionary luncheon,
The chooks may have flown but the memory stays.
All the judges aglow
O'er the fluff, they did crow.

yah, ha, ha, ha! Those were the good old days!'

(even more apologies to Ross and Adler)

(avoiding the first, or any other circle, by sticking with production sex links)​

 

[Squeaky]

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I'm not sure I understand what you are inferring???

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I mean, you're clearly on their side and I recognize a fiendish takeover attempt when I see it. First cute little fuzzy birds, then innocent sounding jingles, and pretty soon we all turn into zombies catering to their every whim while they... poop on our shoes.

If the Silkies steal the souls of enough mortals, they'll be able to conquer the entire planet with a butter knife.

How'd the show go?

(and where's that absinthe...)