| 4:37 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
hey, who ya calling Failed?
come over here and say that.
| 4:39 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
hey! you two! take it outside!
| 4:41 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
don't you get involved in this, webwitch, I can handle this Damon character myself
| 4:44 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
you're so out of shape hww, you can hardly run up a flight of stairs. a fight between you and Damon? Big mystery who'd win that one, bub.
| 4:46 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
OK webwitch, that's it. You're going DOWN.
You. Me. Outside. Now.
| 4:49 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
hww and ww have left this thread surrounded by geeks chanting "fight! fight! fight!"
| 4:52 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
Webwitch won't be showing up in this forum for a while. ha! not until his face heals!
That'll teach him to steal my name
| 5:51 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
HWW, you sure you're not Detzo Ritter?
The following is a story told by the late Milton Berle:
|“Detzo,” Milton recalled with that fabulous memory of his, “got on a train one day in Grant Central in New York to make an engagement someplace upstate. There was an empty coach and Detzo sat in it all alone. At the next stop, 125th Street, a keeper got on the train with a dozen mental patients, and occupied the coach with Detzo. All were bound for the nuthouse in Mattewan, New York.” |
It should be explained here that Detzo was a contortionist who had a fantastic act. He came on stage, gave himself a couple airplane spins, a toehold and a half-nelson. His finish came when he pinned himself to the mat and counted himself out, to heavy applause.
“Detzo rode on the train for several hours with the mental patients,” Milton said. The train finally stopped at Mattewan, and the keeper tapped all his patients to get off, and Detzo too. This infuriated Detzo, who flew into a rage and began to act like a crazy man. The keeper summoned two orderlies who had met the train. They threw a net over Detzo and hauled him off the train. All the while, he kept screaming: “I am Detzo Ritter, the man who wrestles with himself!”
Story memorialized HERE [beverlyhills213.com]
| 10:59 am on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
Hey! Guys, gals, nutcases/moderators, lend me your ears...
Calm down, calm down, calm down...
And don't have all this fun on ***MY*** thread while I'm out of the room!
| 5:27 pm on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
I'm waiting for spells and spirits to start flying across the screen. They must both be in the 'back room' cooking up their Brew.
| 5:34 pm on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
He, he, he....
|They must both be in the 'back room' cooking up their Brew. |
They're probably suffering the effects of tasting the brew for now.......LOL
| 7:09 pm on Mar 5, 2006 (gmt 0)|
Then, as it wears off, they'll be like two (t)bears with sore HEADs.
| 4:53 am on Mar 6, 2006 (gmt 0)|
I don't get it.
| 10:21 am on Mar 6, 2006 (gmt 0)|
>> I don't get it.
Have you tried asking webwitch?
| 10:34 am on Mar 6, 2006 (gmt 0)|
GET /it HTTP/1.1
HTTP/1.1 404 Not Found
| 2:21 pm on Mar 6, 2006 (gmt 0)|
Double, Double, Toil and Trouble. Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
'One eye of gnat, a mouse tail and a hawk's beak. Your mouth will not move and you will cease to speak....Poof!'
| 3:04 pm on Mar 6, 2006 (gmt 0)|
ear of frog, stem of lily, you people are very silly