Right now an old cowboy is entertaining an emo kid and some young black girls with a ventriloquist's dummy.
― Abbott, Sunday, 20 April 2008 23:38 (seventeen years ago)
Last Sunday I was woken up by a trombone quartet playing that Sousa song that is the theme for the Monty Python show. They were playing for a Rotary Club meeting. Hot dogs were grilled and served. The trombone quartet also played the theme from Jurassic Park.
― Abbott, Sunday, 20 April 2008 23:39 (seventeen years ago)
There is one of those "YOUR SPEED: SPEED LIMIT 25*" detector signs by the park. Last night a bunch of kids were seeing who could ride their bike the fastest. (The fastest child rode at 16 miles per hour.)
*I am really glad about this thing. Way too many people speed in my neighborhood, which is full of kids. Additionally, it's great fun to watch people speed down right before the sign, as though a cop is nearby.
― Abbott, Sunday, 20 April 2008 23:42 (seventeen years ago)
One time, as I was walking my dog, a man called "Chile" introduced himself to me. He was probably 35 years old or so. He told me he painted the mural that was in the park bandshell, and that he used to be a crank dealer but now he's teaching kids how to breakdance so they'll stay away from drugs. Hot air balloons flew overhead. My dog vomited.
― Abbott, Sunday, 20 April 2008 23:43 (seventeen years ago)
A few days ago a very young girl with two different shoes and a stained dress was crying and begging her mom to go home so she could pee.
― Abbott, Sunday, 20 April 2008 23:44 (seventeen years ago)
Once a child found an unwrapped condom on the ground and asked me what it was. He was probably about eight and half-fluent in English. I tried to explain it, that a man put it on his penis during sex to prevent pregnancy. I didn't know what else to say. He then put the package over his crotch and started thrusting, and said, "Like this? Fucky fucky?" I went home.
― Abbott, Sunday, 20 April 2008 23:46 (seventeen years ago)
These are all pretty great!
― dell, Monday, 21 April 2008 00:03 (seventeen years ago)
You need to turn this into a text adventure.
― Autumn Almanac, Monday, 21 April 2008 00:10 (seventeen years ago)
Bandshell
Hot air balloons fly overhead. Your dog vomits.
Chile is here.
>
― Autumn Almanac, Monday, 21 April 2008 00:12 (seventeen years ago)
Will cash out my imaginary 401k to fund the programming effort for Abbott's World: A Text Adventure.
― en i see kay, Monday, 21 April 2008 02:11 (seventeen years ago)
Park
A trombone quartet is playing the Monty Python theme.
A hot dog is here.
> WAIT
Time passes...
A trombone quartet is playing the theme to Jurassic Park.
> EAT HOT
Which hot do you wish to eat?
> DOG
Eaten.
― Autumn Almanac, Monday, 21 April 2008 06:17 (seventeen years ago)
"Like this? Fucky fucky?"
NEW ILX MEME
― King Boy Pato, Monday, 21 April 2008 06:22 (seventeen years ago)
A small boy runs up to you and says: 'Hello meester! What this please?'
An unwrapped condom is here (held by boy).
> EXPLAIN SEX
The boy places the condom against his doodle and gyrates. 'I have the sexing now!' he proclaims. 'Fucky fucky!'
> QUIT
Are you sure?
> Y
Do you wish to play again?
> N
― Autumn Almanac, Monday, 21 April 2008 06:24 (seventeen years ago)
He told me he painted the mural that was in the park bandshell ... now he's teaching kids how to breakdance so they'll stay away from drugs. Hot air balloons flew overhead. My dog vomited.
This is like that novel Snoopy is always trying to write.
It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly, a shot rang out! A door slammed. The maid screamed. Suddenly, a pirate ship appeared on the horizon! While millions of people were starving, the king lived in luxury. Meanwhile, on a small farm in Kansas, a boy was growing up.
― James Morrison, Monday, 21 April 2008 06:29 (seventeen years ago)
ugh memories of Ariane game coming back xp
― The Reverend, Monday, 21 April 2008 06:29 (seventeen years ago)
"Memories of Ariane" should be a Bob Dylan song.
― kingkongvsgodzilla, Monday, 21 April 2008 12:06 (seventeen years ago)
Well, send him the game's link then.
― Pleasant Plains, Monday, 21 April 2008 14:11 (seventeen years ago)
Ain't it just like the web to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it And Louise says she's improving her brain, temptin' you to defy it Lights flicker from the shit refresh rate In this room you're not meant to masturbate The itunes on shuffle plays soft But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off Just the mouse cable and joypad entwined And these visions of Ariane that conquer my mind
― Thomas, Monday, 21 April 2008 14:20 (seventeen years ago)
I poured her a drink, maybe three and said hey let's all drive to the sea
― Mark G, Monday, 21 April 2008 14:45 (seventeen years ago)