You would prove Descartes wrong.Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What would you do if you ceased thinking, completely?
Grab the pants, pull them back up, (bootstraping!) run across the street, to the food store! and eat!Originally posted by zoobyshoe
What do you do if you are waiting at a street corner to cross to the liquor store to procure some Demon Vodka when your floppy trousers slip off your skinny, boney hips, revealing that you have forgotten to eat for the past three weeks, so eager were you for each days stream of martinis made with Parson's™ Sparkling Aged Vodka?
Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
Grab the pants, pull them back up, (bootstraping!) run across the street, to the food store! and eat!
What do you do if, after having eaten, and drunken twelve and a half Flying'ing zoobies, you realize that it is now time to beeeee's a sleeeepeeepoo...and the shelter your in is a 'detox', so's you cant'st sleeeeeeepooo there?
(more true then you know?? HUH?)
Whatever you do, don't try and tune it up with your snicker-snee.Behold: The Lord High Executioner
B t w at wou d yo o if you ke board sudde ly st rted skip ing let ers?
Recognize my recongnizances that bailed my out of the anti-liberational situation that had been holding me to a recognizance that I hadn't recognized!Originally posted by zoobyshoe
What would you do, then, were you liberated then on bail, on your own recognizances?
It's funny, but the only answer I can think of is one I precluded myself from thinking.What do you do if you're pulling petals off a daisy saying "She loves me, she loves me not..." when you are suddenly attacked and wrestled to the ground by a horde of burly daisys who begin tugging at your leg?Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What do you do if, you are asked a question, and the only responce you can think of, is the thought that you precluded yourself from thinking?
I'd chain 'em and let the fun begin.Originally posted by zoobyshoe
What do you do if you're pulling petals off a daisy saying "She loves me, she loves me not..." when you are suddenly attacked and wrestled to the ground by a horde of burly daisys who begin tugging at your leg?
Thank God!...and walk awayOriginally posted by Messiah
But what would you do if the chain broke and all the http:// went dead?
Reverse course, of course.Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What would you do if, you were at the rear end of a chain, and the 'Link', at the front, was yelling..."Form a circle!"?
Well the course to follow, on a coarse course, is to cruise the coarse course, as if it were a smooth course, rather then a coarse course, (of course!) such that the result of the coursing, is, of course, coursed out for us, coarsly (by the coasrt guard? HUH?)Originally posted by Messiah, slightly South of here
But what would you do if the course was coarse?
Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What would you do if, while you were waiting for a bus, a person came over to you, asking you the time, you looked at your watch, fell into an alternate reality in which "Everything was Everywhere" (all at once) recognizing it immediately as "NO" space, you jumped out, into the lack of dimension, and you ended up in the arms of...what?
I think I would feel rather like the guy who went up a mountain and came down a molehill.What do you do if, having counted your chickens before they hatched, you are stunned when every egg bears quintuplets?Originally posted by Messiah
But what would you do E didn't equal Mc^2?
Buy a wheelbarrow, head towards (( Bank )) make deposition... then eat brekie, Sunny side all over...Originally posted by zoobyshoe
What do you do if, having counted your chickens before they hatched, you are stunned when every egg bears quintuplets?
Those poeple (sic)Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What do you do if while frying up a couple of "Sunny Side all over" eggies, they start complaining about their present treatment, and call the poeple at PETA?
What do you do if you are enjoying a demi-tasse of café at an outdoor table in the beautiful autumn weather of Paris at Le Café Du Lapin Dormant when le garçon brings you a note from a woman sitting alone in the shade at the other side of the terrace which says:"Voulez vous splerfunctate avec moi,ce soir?"
Originally posted by Math Is Hard
What do you do if you discover that the shady lady is in cahoots with the waiter who has most likely mickeyed your drink and two hours from now you'll wake up on the pavement with your wallet gone and a screaming headache and a single wooden tile with a "W" etched into it still clasped in your palm?
That would clearly be a case where splerfunctation would be in order.What do you do if you're floating on your back in the Seine with a photograph of a painting of Russian Czar Ivan Drozny proped up on your chest to remind you why you're happy you weren't born during his dreadfull reign, when a sealed suitcase comes drifting by which turns out to be full ofOriginally posted by Messiah
But what would you do if you had read the tile upside down?
I would reflect on the fact that I was, indeed, certifiably in-Seine and dismiss the episode entirely.Originally posted by zoobyshoe
What do you do if you're floating on your back in the Seine with a photograph of a painting of Russian Czar Ivan Drozny proped up on your chest to remind you why you're happy you weren't born during his dreadfull reign, when a sealed suitcase comes drifting by which turns out to be full of
leprechauns who have illegally crossed the channel from Ireland and are planning on occupying the Eiffel tower until they are granted citizenship and free whisky for life?
Send them a notice of 'Dishmissial'...Originally posted by Messiah
But what would you do if Dish Network entirely dismissed an episode of SOUTH PARK??
Nay, bars should never entirely be trusted. They always look to the furtherment of the institution and not the individual.Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What would you do if your neighbour was your best friend, by your "cousin's" wife...?
End the discuss'n, of course. But what if your sister, the nun, became irate and called you "your brother's father"?Originally posted by firefly
What do you do if your neighbour and wife was cuzzin' at you at the bar, every other night, on the other nights?
I always rate, first of all, and i wouldn't say second to nun, thank you very much.Originally posted by Messiah
But what if your sister, the nun, became irate and called you "your brother's father"?
Take the Left, at 'Beatifiedly' wrong!Originally posted by firefly
What do you do if, despite the pecking order, this Sister is abominably right?
What do you "mean" by "sister"? Do you mean "sis-ter", `si-ster' sistah, si (ni) ster, "Sin"ster,Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What do you do if your sister, likes your sister, better then you?
Give him an Oscar (Meyer Wiener) he can flap instead and, in your best Queen's English, suggest we be on our way home.Originally posted by zoobyshoe
What do you do if you notice Mean Mr. Mustard flapping his pole at innocent, young school girls passing on their way to the candy store?
Relish the spiceness of the moment, And pass any further 'colmdiments' on to Peter Pickler, Please!Originally posted by firefly
What do you do if you can't ketchup to him?
"...with him Wife Patricka"? Peter is either a refugee from an Indian band in a 1930's western, or a proponent of the new gay marriage. I find papricka to be a superfluous spice, one way or the other.What do you do if you are leaning toward a conclusion when all of a sudden a chaotic reversal occurs and renders you to be tending toward an opinion?Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What do you do if Peter Pickler is out pickling with him Wife Patricka?
Generally, speaking people with leaning tendancies, tend to lean in a direction of "inability to decide", properly, for themselves, anyways, so...why bother...Originally posted by zoobyshoe
What do you do if you are leaning toward a conclusion when all of a sudden a chaotic reversal occurs and renders you to be tending toward an opinion?
It's funny you should ax that quetion because, recently, when I was incarcerated for extortion, contortion, and other crimes of torque, there wasn't much room so they had to squeeze me in between drunk and disorderly, 6'4' football halfback, Ed Johnson, and 350 lb. ice cream thief and couch potato, Richie Wilson. I was caught between a jock and a lard face.In truth I was innocent. Leonard Nimoy wouldn't give me his autograph, so I followed him down the street pleading. He got fed up and whistled, whereupon a burley, uniformed man appeared with a can of pepper spray. What do you do if you're caught between Spock and his guard's mace?Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What do you do if'n you ain't going to bodher, no more!?
Simply doing what is logical should avoid maceration and placate the green-blooded elvenkind.Originally posted by zoobyshoe
In truth I was innocent. Leonard Nimoy wouldn't give me his autograph, so I followed him down the street pleading. He got fed up and whistled, whereupon a burley, uniformed man appeared with a can of pepper spray. What do you do if you're caught between Spock and his guard's mace?
Clearly a case of Lard-Abduction by gray space aliens intent upon breeding a newer, plumper alien-lard hybrid.Originally posted by firefly
What do you do if you bought a lot of stock in lard, and it vanishes without a trace?
Well last time I had to Mil the Dew, well, I tell you, getting out that micrometer of Zoobyshoes is about as difficult as growing your sheeps skins as long as their hair/wool, and that dew, WOW vanishes in the mist like it was water or something, Yikes!Originally posted by Math Is Hard
But what do you do if you mildew?
Perform breathing exercises and tell yourself it's just a screen.Originally posted by Mr. Robin Parsons
What do you do if the question reads: Yikes!?
Use your feet...Originally posted by firefly
What do you do if you simply cannot work yourself up to the task at hand?