It was suggested that I guess what kind of car you drive. I'm not good at this. I always try to guess the cars my online friends drive and I'm always wrong. But what the heck, let's give it a try.
/t. - luxury car like Licoln Continental or Chryslar LHS. I think his bike is blue.
Pug: Mustang or small car, sporty car for Pug.
Crash - Truck, dodge ram.
Bill - Ford Escort.
Jodi - You seem like a Buick type of person.
If there are others I didn't get please post that I left you out. I'm going by people who usually post or have started posting here.
/t. - luxury car like Licoln Continental or Chryslar LHS. I think his bike is blue.
Pug: Mustang or small car, sporty car for Pug.
Crash - Truck, dodge ram.
Bill - Ford Escort.
Jodi - You seem like a Buick type of person.
If there are others I didn't get please post that I left you out. I'm going by people who usually post or have started posting here.
67 comments:
So you're saying /t is a pimp daddy, Pug is a leadfoot, Crash is a redneck, Bill is a cheapass, and Joni is 90 years old.
Real nice.
i know
this has got
to be a mistake,
but, i gotta agree
with the clown --
at least so far as /t. is concerned, you're way off the mark, lambski -- i'm no 50 cent...
my bicycle is blue, yes
/t.
Lamby, in my case you were VERY close. My everyday car is a turbocharged European convertible. Small, sporty and fast. And darkish green. See, you are good at this.
Dyck, I am not saying that about my friends. I didn't mean it that way and you know it!
/t. don't listen to Dyck. He's very wrong. I think you're the one with a lot of class.
So Pug, what type of car do you drive?
i wanted
to be a teacher
but
i had no class,
little lamb
/t.
You can teach me, /t. I'll be your student.
maybe...
you're not
flirting
again
are you,
little lamb?
/t.
Maybe, maybe not. You decide.
i saw
your post
at pug's
...
practically
throwing
yourself at a dog like him...
/t.
He didn't flirt back. I'm going to stick with you. Is that ok?
i dunno,
little lamb,
you seem to be
kind of fickle
.
.
.
i prefer a more mature, long-term type, and, you're a sheep
/t.
I sometimes am fickle, but even if by chance Pug does start flirting with me, which is doubtful, I'll still be with you.
i'm not sure
we could ever
be more than
man and sweater,
man and seat cover,
man and dinner...
well, no need to be graphic, you get the idea -- i'm just not sure it ever could work for us -- what do you think?
/t.
I think we should give it a try and see what happens. If you can forget about the dinner part. You can sit in my lap if you want seat covers. I can even keep you warm.
what if
i was really
a very hot
chick?
/t.
I would say "see ya!" I don't go that way.
sure,
but you just
never know for sure
here in the blogs...
45 year old cops pretending to be 12 year old girls in chats and all -- nobody is what they seem -- the clown, for instance... drives a miata... yeah...
/t.
People are not what they seem to be online, is right. I cannot believe you would stick up for the clown. A miata is a very expensive car. Oh he's in computers, so maybe.
Maybe I should go hide from all the evilness online.
the miata is not really all that expensive, little lamb, but it is something of a favorite with the gay crowd, or so goes the joke -- i come here not to stick up for the clown, but to stick it to him...
you can't hide from evil, little lamb, you can only resist it
/t.
Maybe you can protect me.
and maybe
i am damien,
the antichrist
you just never
know for sure here in the blogs
/t.
I know you're not Damien the antichrist. You could be the antichrist, but you wouldn't know that until you became the antichrist.
i didn't
know that
you seem
to know a lot
about all of this...
hmmmm...
/t.
Yeah, I do.
i'm guessing
you learned
all about it
in church
you don't seem to be some sort of foul abomination upon the earth, a spawn of hell sent to wreak havoc and destruction upon poor souls -- a demon in lambs clothing, so to speak...
/t.
Yes, and from reading my Bible.
I'm not a demon in lamb's clothing at all. I'm not even a wolf in lambs clothing.
oh, ok
i didn't
really think so
i see the comic's blog is gone -- it is just a big white blank...
/t.
I can't get to it either. I guess I'm not the only one. I wonder why?
rough
blogger justice
would be my
first guess
or maybe routine maintenance
/t.
Could be either. I couldn't get to my blog right away this morning. And I could only get to one of yours, not all three. Eventually I could get to all the blogs I go to.
I zent you 2 emails and you haven't emailed back. :(
I also want you to notice who I put first on my list. I put you first.
blogger has been weird all day
got your e's -- sent one back
what list?
/t.
I sent one back to you.
The list I made of guessing the cars everybody drove. Doesn't that mean something to you?
honestly,
no.
but now
that point it out, i'm flattered, of course...
thank you!
/t.
Gee whiz, you're welcome.
sorry...
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
/t.
You're welcome
You're welcome
You're welcome
You're welcome
You're welcome
You're welcome
You're welcome
You're welcome
You're welcome
You're welcome
I put you first because I like you best.
ok,
you're sweet
weird,
but sweet!
i like you better than the clown
/t.
You know, between you and me, our blogging friends think you're the weird one. No one understands your blog. Including me, but I'm not letting that stop me from being friends with you. We're all different. No two of us are the same.
ok
.
.
.
People Will Know
/t.
That's why nobody understands you.
maybe
you're looking
too hard, looking
for too much, needing
to be hit over the head
with some 'meaning', as it were, when really, things i do are just like things everywhere -- they just are, and sometimes they just don't 'mean' anything that needs to put into words -- faith is like that, you know?
in time, people will know
/t.
My vietnam pic went over like a lead balloon.
I hope so, /t.
Yes it did Crash. How was your show?
i don't
doubt it
for a moment,
little lamb
it is begun, and unfolds now even as we speak -- in time, people will know
the other thing, you see, is that if i was doing stuff now that everybody did understand, then that could only mean that i was doing something that someone else had already done -- that people had already come to know -- and that's fine, but it's not art
/t.
That's what I think I like about you, /t., is that you are truly differetn and unique. I like that in a person.
or,
perhaps
just weird
:)
That too. :) You are kind of weird, ya know? But I think of you as different.
(show was great, lamb. hey /t.
I also read that on your blog. You're well on your way.
I'm on my way! One show closer to fame & fortune.
Whoopie.
Will you still talk to us when you become famous?
will you
stop before
you do?
/t.
Wow, 55 comments.......by three people.
Losers!!!
now 4 people, a**hole!
i have flown to your pen, or field of green grass, or wherever it is that blogosphere lambs live, to see what's up with you.
high time i investigate the manic, complusive jump-roping lamb in her own environment.
but i wonder, can you guess what kind of car i drive (so, you're not only hypnotic, but clairvoyent??)...
i just bought a new car today.
so, whud i get? (or, what should i have gotten?)
Dyck, you're just jealous because you don't have this many comments on your blog!
Crash, there are more than four people who commented on this one post.
Hello my fine feathered friend. You finally came to visit me. Nice of you to stop by. Didn't know you had a car. I thought you flew everywhere with those wings of yours.
Ok, let's see, what do you drive? I don't know what you purchased, I'm sure you love it, but you should have gotten a Hyundai Sonata. I'm hoping that'll be my next car.
I actually drive a Strat-ass, err, Stratus. I don't want to be a 90-year-old yet.
That's a dodge.
bill, me bill?
Ford Escort huh... I drove one in highschool. My mom gave it to me... it was free.
Now I'm in a Jeep Grand Chero-piece of crap-falling apart every other month-kee.
Ummm, yes, you bill. See? I knew you were a ford escort man.
ah no. There's a difference between being a Ford Escort man and having your mom give you one when you turned 16...
...you do see that don't you.
Yes, I do.
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