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Discussion in 'The Backstage' started by Nightrain, Oct 1, 2017.
So now it's my feet with a spoon, is it? I gotta say, I've never seen this side of you.
Actually I am sober
I did have a half of shandy in a pub but that is all. I never behave, what is the fun in that
What can I say, you only live once
I got to say, no wonder women carry purses. Some of you guys have a lot of unsual stuff in your pockets.
I'll tell you what's not in my pocket, a nasty hanky with snot on it. I can remember my grandfather and my father blowing their noses and then folding that snot up in the hanky and putting it back in their pocket, barf me fur shure. That's nasty, just nasty, no thanks, who does that today, can't be many, they make disposable snot catchers today, use them people. And also stop touching yourself!
Now I bet you’re all thinking that’s a gun in my pocket....
Nah, a boomerang of course
Trouble with having a boomerang in your pocket is that the bloody things cum back at you...... could get messy....
Well, let's see..
A skate key, a sling shot, a horned toad, a cat's eye marble, some baseball cards in the back pocket..
Wait, is it still 1965?
I know what's not in there. Money. I've got a guitar pick in that tiny pocket of my jeans other that that there's only holes cause they're so old.
Rag in the left pocket. Small bottle of chloroform in the right.
Actually I usually have wallet, phone, pocket knife, and keys. Sometimes change too, but those four things are the staple four things I grab every time before walking out the door.
The venerable Sneak-a-Toke!!!
I didn't know there was going to be a test.
t, that was my beta capsule before I got ? Straight? Sane? Thank you world for ruining my fave green- Grandmas smoking......No thanks- drug-free is the new OUTLAW.
1965? That's damn near a Mark Twain style inventory!