Five thousand posts

[JB Books]

I tremble at your wisdom.

 

[green_machine]

ps. smart phones are not always smart!

 

[green_machine]

If you could figure out the difference between an avatar and a profile picture it would show up a lot sooner.

I got it now. should have told me that 2 months ago!

 

[dennishoddy]

Freeking newbs always got to clutter up the real crap we talk about.

 

[RidgeHunter]

The Apple Store

Two stars.

Given the way my uncle died havin a drink directly after his funeral just didnt seem right so I went for a walk instead. One of them downtowns where all there is is stores. Came across a store was a big cube. Two stories tall and all silver. There was folks outside just standin there. Line stretchin round the block. Maybe a hundred people. I saw a man who’d brought his own chair. He had a shirt on with the same logo as the one on the store. I figured he worked there so I asked him what the line was all about. What were all these people waitin for. He told me it was for a apple phone or some such. I said dont these folks have telephones already? He told me they all had apple phones but it was the older one. I asked him what would happen to the old apple phones. He told me about a fella named Craig had a list and everbody sold their old telephones on it. A telephone sellin list.

Well I told him that all made about as much sense as a horse with two heads and he laughed like that was the funniest thing he ever did hear. Said he was goin to twinkle it. I left before he said anythin else that didnt make no sense and I went to the nearest bar and ordered a double whiskey and sat there drinkin it. I guess I sat there for a long time. Wonderin if when Rome was fallin all the Romans was standin in line waitin to get that new chariot or the like. The barbarians at the gates and them just standin there waitin.

Urban Outfitters

Three stars.

And they come there in great numbers shuffling into that mausoleum that was built for them like some monument to the slow death of their world and among those tokens and talismans of that faded empire they forage like scavengers their faces frozen in a rictus of worldweary their clothes preworn in some tropical factory and they shop and they hunt with dullbrown eyes through that cavalcade of false trinkets and those shrinkwrapped mockeries laying there in silent indictment and they reach out to touch those trite things and their faces are slack but in their gullets a scream lies stillborn for they are the kings and the queens reigning over the death of their people and the world is not theirs and never was and the suffering and the horrors are not their doing but the work of their bankrupt forbears and before them stretches an abyss beyond man’s imagining and within their lifetime the promise of a coming reckoning measured in blood and in pestilence and they shuffle through that store near paralytic and finally they take a metal thing with a feather on it and they buy that thing.

Yelping With Cormac AKA ignerntbend

 

[dennishoddy]

It's all my business. I am the trollmaster.

Your a freeking newb at that too.
Quit taking credit for everything I tought you Grasshopper.

 

[338Shooter]

Your a freeking newb at that too.
Quit taking credit for everything I tought you Grasshopper.

Please, old one, don't make me push you down the front steps and cause a broken hip.

 

[AKguy1985]

I tremble at your wisdom.

my post count is ahead of yours again. neener neener

 

[been]

ill catch up eventually......it just a matter of time.

 

[Old Fart]

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