When am I not dumbfounded?

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The question remains

― Gov. Jerry Brown (Uber Alles), Monday, 6 February 2006 08:19 (nineteen years ago)

lets leave that question to the philosphers.

― ((Censored)) ((Censored)), Monday, 6 February 2006 15:01 (nineteen years ago)

When you're dumbrazed? Dumbdissolved? Dumbdisbanded?

― M. White (Miguelito), Monday, 6 February 2006 19:59 (nineteen years ago)

Meanwhile, could I ask you to place your fingers inside this machine, please?

― Rex (Rex), Wednesday, 15 February 2006 01:01 (nineteen years ago)

at 3.14 pm. Precisely.

― StrangeDays (StrangeDays), Wednesday, 15 February 2006 11:20 (nineteen years ago)

'Machine', Rex?

― M. White (Miguelito), Wednesday, 15 February 2006 17:08 (nineteen years ago)

Well, I suppose it's more of an alligator really.

― Rex (Rex), Wednesday, 15 February 2006 19:26 (nineteen years ago)

I thought as much. Did he swallow a clock or something?

― M. White (Miguelito), Wednesday, 15 February 2006 21:42 (nineteen years ago)

I would perhaps suggest taking the 'not' out of the title ... in which case I would reply,

when a small blue man knocks on my door and asks if he can seek cover from gilgamesh.

or the jehovahs.

― StrangeDays (StrangeDays), Thursday, 16 February 2006 11:32 (nineteen years ago)

Fear not, StrangeDays, small blue men wittering on about Gilgamesh pester me every week of the year, and I’m not dumbfounded, merely criminally insane, so chin up.

Michael, I was going to reply ‘No, it’s just that alligators are being worn elbow-length this season’ but that might seem to imply that it was you and not Gov. Jerry Brown whom I was seeking to lure into the fatal jaws. But as I’ve belatedly realised who Gov. Jerry actually is, I’m disposed to forget all this alligator nonsense and proffer a glass of nice fizzing European Union Standardised Champagne-Substitute, plus complimentary bowl of cherries. All is sweetness.

― Rex (Rex), Thursday, 16 February 2006 12:56 (nineteen years ago)

Actually, Rex, I think you'll notice that, with the 80's revial now underway, many girls are wearing their alligators as leg warmers.

― M. White (Miguelito), Thursday, 16 February 2006 15:43 (nineteen years ago)

what is up with this website I AM DUMBFOUNDED maybe that's why you're not, maybe i took it all and sucked it up and now i'm confused and don't know what's going on I'VE NEVER UNDERSTOOD MESSAGE BOARD THEY SEEM SO COMPLICATED

― jessica thompson, Saturday, 25 February 2006 06:16 (nineteen years ago)

Barkeep, get jessica another, please. She's still almost making sense.

― M. White (Miguelito), Saturday, 25 February 2006 19:03 (nineteen years ago)

They are complicated, you've just broken like forty secret rules with that post alone. Now you can't come to the Midnight Lodge.

― Matt (Matt), Sunday, 26 February 2006 10:16 (nineteen years ago)

By the way has anyone found the key to the midnight lodge? more to the point, did anyone ever even get a key made for the midnight lodge?

― ((Censored)) ((Censored)), Wednesday, 8 March 2006 19:23 (nineteen years ago)

AHH.. *looks confused* Ahh..

― Gov. Jerry Brown (Uber Alles), Sunday, 12 March 2006 08:28 (nineteen years ago)

Is there a possibility that the Midnight Lodge was constructed around somebody, who’s been locked inside it ever since?

Does this explain the silence of MSW, Pete Andrews, Jarl’rmai, Lynskey, Jon Stackpool, Mike Morris, Tim Collard, etc., etc., etc.?

Drat them, they’re probably having a better time in there than we are out here. And it’s warmer.

― Rex (Rex), Sunday, 12 March 2006 17:58 (nineteen years ago)

three weeks pass...

When I found out which of us is the schmuck that decided it was a good idea to put the beer in there....

― ((Censored)) ((Censored)), Monday, 3 April 2006 17:18 (nineteen years ago)

three weeks pass...

My God! Rex! You're alive, man! Didn't the janitor let you out?

And ... what happened to your face?

Blimey. Just googling my monicker to find out if I was contactable through this "Internet" thing, rather than via Fiends Unretired, as I was shocked to discover that it costs the price of a Skem penthouse to respond to a message that I could have received and replied to for free.

And then this wave of recollection hit me, and here I am: back in a room I had forgotten in a way only American soap queens can.

Now help me with this faggot, and fetch me a chair. It's been a long and rocky road...

And bring out the hogshead of real firewater.

And the dancing CJ!

Ah friends, friends. I tell ye this: tis no warmer outside than it is in here.

― Jon St@xxp00lo1ol!!!lol!!!, Saturday, 29 April 2006 12:59 (nineteen years ago)

We send you out for one measly lorry of scotch and it takes you three years.

Where's the lorry?

― Matt (Matt), Sunday, 30 April 2006 12:42 (nineteen years ago)

What's the hurry? Where's the lorry? Why's it blurry? How's the dhurrie? When's the curry?

― M. White (Miguelito), Monday, 1 May 2006 15:05 (nineteen years ago)

Matt, that was a low-down trick with the Chinese stowaways and the bottles filled with cold Lapsang Souchong. I can't believe you're asking me for the lorry back after I spent so long in the can carrying the can for you, and also the slop bucket for Big Vic.

― pooster, Saturday, 6 May 2006 19:21 (nineteen years ago)

Actually, that was the name of the phony whiskey, come to think of it: Midnight Lodge. It was right next to the casks of Sham 69.

― pooster, Saturday, 6 May 2006 19:32 (nineteen years ago)

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