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Sean Trane
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Topic: About Chickens Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:29 |
I prefer eating pussy than chicken
OK Jody, you can close the thread now
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let's just stay above the moral melee prefer the sink to the gutter keep our sand-castle virtues content to be a doer as well as a thinker, prefer lifting our pen rather than un-sheath our sword
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Peter
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:27 |
Sean Trane wrote:
Peter Rideout wrote:
Why did Sean Trane cross the road?
To get to the other ditch!
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Sooo Peter that Cape Breton dinner is the only plce you've ever licked a chick, uh???? |
The only public place, anyway....
But I hear you like to eat at "the Y."
Suddenly, I have a curious craving for tacos....
Jody will delete this thread in 3 - 2 - 1....
Edited by Peter Rideout - December 07 2006 at 16:29
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.
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Sean Trane
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:24 |
Peter Rideout wrote:
Rubber chicken: good advice for the newly-married man.... |
or his young dog making his teeth on it (instead of your heels)
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let's just stay above the moral melee prefer the sink to the gutter keep our sand-castle virtues content to be a doer as well as a thinker, prefer lifting our pen rather than un-sheath our sword
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Peter
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:21 |
Rubber chicken: good advice for the newly-married man....
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.
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Sean Trane
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:20 |
Peter Rideout wrote:
Why did Sean Trane cross the road?
To get to the other ditch!
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Sooo Peter that Cape Breton dinner is the only plce you've ever licked a chick, uh????
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let's just stay above the moral melee prefer the sink to the gutter keep our sand-castle virtues content to be a doer as well as a thinker, prefer lifting our pen rather than un-sheath our sword
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Peter
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:19 |
Why did Sean Trane cross the road?
To get to the other ditch!
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:16 |
Why did the pervert cross the road?
Because he was stuck to the chicken!
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:15 |
Syzygy wrote:
Wittgenstein The chicken did not cross the road, the chicken is here in this room and you can't prove that it isn't.
Nietzsche The chicken stared deeply into the road, and the road stared deeply back at the chicken.
Schopenhauer The chicken crossed the road in the hope of being run over and ending its miserable existence.
Basho Chicken by the road - Enormous truck - Splat! There is no chicken.
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The Chicken: WTF did those stupid humans built a bloody road across my path????
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let's just stay above the moral melee prefer the sink to the gutter keep our sand-castle virtues content to be a doer as well as a thinker, prefer lifting our pen rather than un-sheath our sword
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:13 |
There's a fried chicken takeout in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia called Lick-a-Chick.
"Finger lickin' good," I suppose....
Edited by Peter Rideout - December 08 2006 at 09:23
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.
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progadicto
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:11 |
Bukowski: The chicken cross the road because he was drunk. Ian Anderson: The chicken has lost his spectacles!!!
Edited by progadicto - December 07 2006 at 16:14
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... E N E L B U N K E R...
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:08 |
CHIC--KEN .is an elegant KEN.
Edited by markosherrera - January 03 2007 at 18:27
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markosherrera
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Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:06 |
Me gustan las pollitas tiernas ,hey search a dictionary and learn some of spanish
Edited by markosherrera - January 03 2007 at 18:26
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Syzygy
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Posted: June 12 2005 at 15:12 |
Hunter S. Thompson The chickens were somewhere in the desert outside Barstow when the drugs began to take hold. "I'm gonna cross the road once all these bats have gone away!" "What bats?". The first chicken said nothing, the other one would be seeing the bats soon enough anyway and he was on a mission to take a heinous quantity of drugs and cros the road to get the goddam story.
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'Like so many of you
I've got my doubts about how much to contribute
to the already rich among us...'
Robert Wyatt, Gloria Gloom
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synthguy
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Posted: June 11 2005 at 20:35 |
Freud:
"Is the chicken really a chicken? careful, it might be
your penis!"
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Wearing feelings on our faces when our faces took a rest...
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HaroldLand
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Posted: June 11 2005 at 18:31 |
F. Scott Fitzgerald: The
chicken crossed the road because the vitality of his illusion was such
that that he decided, "sure, you can repeat the past".
Shakespeare: Take thee me for a chicken?
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Syzygy
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Posted: June 10 2005 at 13:58 |
Samuel Beckett:
- Estragon: There was a chicken yesterday. Did you see it?
- Vladimir: Are you sure it was yesterday?
- Estragon: Maybe not yesterday...not long ago.
- Vladimir: Maybe there will be a chicken here today.
- Estragon: I think that's right - if we wait here, the chicken will come.
- Vladimir: The same chicken?
- Estragon: The same as yesterday?
- Vladimir: Perhaps - if it comes back...
- Estragon: Why? Where did it go?
- Vladimir: Over there I think (points vaguely to the other side of the road)
- Estragon: So we must wait here.
Serge Gainbourg: Pourquoi le p'tit poulet a-t'elle traversee la rue? Parce qu' it 'ad 'ad un oeuf! (From the unreleased Melody Nelson: Ses Meilleures Blagues)
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'Like so many of you
I've got my doubts about how much to contribute
to the already rich among us...'
Robert Wyatt, Gloria Gloom
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bluetailfly
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Posted: June 10 2005 at 13:12 |
Vonnegut: We crawled out of the Dresden bunker to a complete smoldering waste land. The alien from Traframador looked up and said, "why do humans do this to each other?" I stared forward. A chicken crossed the road. And so it goes.
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"The red polygon's only desire / is to get to the blue triangle."
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BaldFriede
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Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:47 |
Ok, we had Joyce, so let's hear what Thomas Pynchon has to say:
Thomas Pynchon: A chicken comes across the road. It has happened before, but there is nothing to compare it to now. .....It is too late. The Evacuation still proceeds, but it's all theatre. There are no eggs inside the chicken. No eggs anywhere. Above it cirrostratus clouds old as an iron queen, and cumuli somewhere far above that would let the light of day through. But it's night. It's afraid of the way the rain will fall--soon--it will be a spectacle: the fall of a crystal palace. But coming down in total blackout, without one glint of light only great invisible torrent.
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BaldJean and I; I am the one in blue.
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bluetailfly
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Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:46 |
Sartre: To truly exist is to respond to a chicken crossing the road with anxiety and nausea.
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"The red polygon's only desire / is to get to the blue triangle."
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Snow Dog
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Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:23 |
Colonel Sanders: Go get that chicken back boy!
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