Thursday 192- THe last Thursday of the 2006

[Twisterdog]

Ok ... dumb question here, and I know I'm crashing the party ...

I've opened these "Thursday" threads once in a while, and I hate to sound like an ignoramous ... but what exactly ARE these?

Is there some hidden meaning? A conspiracy to take over the world, spoken in code, of course?

Or just one of those, "You had to be here from the beginning" kind of things?

Just curious. Please don't break my kneecaps for entering the sacred clubhouse without knowing the secret password.

[Lady's Human]

Twister, just a repost.....


To explain (or attempt to explain) this madhouse to the newbies:

Take your average streetcorner bar. Fill it with Pet Talkers, and a barkeep who has an amazing ability to come up with ANY ingredient you can name.

Take one monkey (Mario), a dog(Lady), and a little orange kitten (Who STILL doesn't have a name!), and throw them into the mix.

In the summertime, we have a cabana, but the Cabana boy is an Orc, and he hauls firewood for us in the winter. The remote control you see Mario playing with isn't for the TV, it's for Orc's electronic collar. With the exception of the times Mario has it with new batteries, the collar is completely humane, so no worries.

Add to the bar a L+F, which is basically a black hole that all sorts of odd material falls into. DO NOT , I repeat DO NOT go in there by yourself. Some people (Richard) have gone in there and not been heard from for weeks!

Admission and drinks cost one clean joke on entry.

Feel free to join in the chaos!

Champagne anyone?

[lbaker]

And Twister, if any of THAT makes sense then you belong in this loony tunes bin There is only one rule, LEAVE THE ATTITUDE AT THE DOOR No arguments, no politics, doghouse it is but love is where it's AT baby.