Quick poll...
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Quick poll...
Hey... No, not one of those "official" polls that you have to "vote" on and you can see "results" for and that you have to be "logged in" to participate in. Just a quick, friendly poll:
Who here likes to play the Jumble? Huh? The Jumble?
Who here likes to play the Jumble? Huh? The Jumble?
- Ice Cream Jonsey
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Jesus Christ. The fucking "Jumble" word game? I quit messing around with paper newspapers the day that Al Gore, William Gibson, and Jake Quinlan (from Take Two Interactive's RIPPER, played by Scott Cohen) invented the Internet.
Jumble?! Please tell me that you're not honestly talking about Jumble. And that I mis-read that. Good God, man! Your penis still fucking works doesn't it? I refuse to believe that you go get your evening edition of the Santa Monica Twirler, or whatever the hell paper you're getting, and sit it down in front of you. I refuse to believe that you try a few jumbles, think for a second, draw in the tits on the girl from the "Love Is..." cartoon, return to it, try to fit in one of those words with too many letters, get a flash of inspiration, write down the right answer, snicker at a Ziggy and then repeat the process. I refuse to believe it.
I cannot believe it. I cannot allow myself to believe it.
Jumble?! Please tell me that you're not honestly talking about Jumble. And that I mis-read that. Good God, man! Your penis still fucking works doesn't it? I refuse to believe that you go get your evening edition of the Santa Monica Twirler, or whatever the hell paper you're getting, and sit it down in front of you. I refuse to believe that you try a few jumbles, think for a second, draw in the tits on the girl from the "Love Is..." cartoon, return to it, try to fit in one of those words with too many letters, get a flash of inspiration, write down the right answer, snicker at a Ziggy and then repeat the process. I refuse to believe it.
I cannot believe it. I cannot allow myself to believe it.
the dark and gritty...Ice Cream Jonsey!
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I'd like to add another poll to all of this.
Who just had their entire world rocked to their foundation, at the startling revelation that their very best "e-Friend" in all the whole wide world, the very man that they look up to in a very real (yet hetero-sexual) way in terms of all things comedy, and the guy whose opinion regarding media he holds, probably, higher than any other sentient on the planet, finds "The Jumble" to be worthwhile entertainment?
Anybody? Anyone? Yes, you with the would-be Affleck-haircut, boyish charm, wearing the "Recchi" hockey jersey? Yes? Please, speak up, we can't hear y--
Oh. It appears that he's voting "yes" to this particular poll. Well, then.
Anyone else?
Who just had their entire world rocked to their foundation, at the startling revelation that their very best "e-Friend" in all the whole wide world, the very man that they look up to in a very real (yet hetero-sexual) way in terms of all things comedy, and the guy whose opinion regarding media he holds, probably, higher than any other sentient on the planet, finds "The Jumble" to be worthwhile entertainment?
Anybody? Anyone? Yes, you with the would-be Affleck-haircut, boyish charm, wearing the "Recchi" hockey jersey? Yes? Please, speak up, we can't hear y--
Oh. It appears that he's voting "yes" to this particular poll. Well, then.
Anyone else?
the dark and gritty...Ice Cream Jonsey!
I'd like to say three things, at this juncture:
1. I'm recording Jonsey as a "no" vote. The dollar he will be mailing to me tomorrow will help me pay for the pencil I'm using to record the votes with.
2. I do not get a newspaper, and so, as logically follows, I do not get a newspaper with either the Jumble, or "Love Is...", whatever that is. Once Calvin & Hobbes showed up, there was no longer a need or desire for any other comic strip, before or since.
3. Both Jonsey and I are sitting at our computers on a Saturday night, furiously clicking Refresh, hoping for some glimmer of hope that they can simulate a "social life" by typing to their computer friends. Oh, and I'm losing at poker in the other window.
4. I am drunk, and therefore cannot remember to stop this list at 3 items.
5 is right out.
1. I'm recording Jonsey as a "no" vote. The dollar he will be mailing to me tomorrow will help me pay for the pencil I'm using to record the votes with.
2. I do not get a newspaper, and so, as logically follows, I do not get a newspaper with either the Jumble, or "Love Is...", whatever that is. Once Calvin & Hobbes showed up, there was no longer a need or desire for any other comic strip, before or since.
3. Both Jonsey and I are sitting at our computers on a Saturday night, furiously clicking Refresh, hoping for some glimmer of hope that they can simulate a "social life" by typing to their computer friends. Oh, and I'm losing at poker in the other window.
4. I am drunk, and therefore cannot remember to stop this list at 3 items.
5 is right out.
- Ice Cream Jonsey
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What is the Jumble, then? If it's not the newspaper "Word Jumble Game" that I originally thought it was?Ben wrote:I'd like to say three things, at this juncture:
2. I do not get a newspaper, and so, as logically follows, I do not get a newspaper with either the Jumble, or "Love Is...", whatever that is. Once Calvin & Hobbes showed up, there was no longer a need or desire for any other comic strip, before or since.
I'd like to go on at length about how utterly, totally and completely depressed I am, currently. I would like to do so, but I'm too far gone to even want to express it any longer. The worst part is, this complete apathy has crossed over to my real life as well. I have felt more "empty" and "without hope" this week, during these last seven days, than I ever have for any other seven days in my entire life.3. Both Jonsey and I are sitting at our computers on a Saturday night, furiously clicking Refresh, hoping for some glimmer of hope that they can simulate a "social life" by typing to their computer friends.
I mean, shit, I had two days off from work due to all the snow and I completely pissed it all away.
The only way that I am able to cope with this is in the hopes that I can produce one (1) "funny" comment before this eve is over and make someone out there laugh. Or titter. Or smile.
This someone isn't you, though, as you are farther gone than I am. (See next)
Case in point.Oh, and I'm losing at poker in the other window.
OK, I'm not drunk. The grocery store down the street caved in due to all the snow and I don't have enough drive to... er, drive myself to the other one.4. I am drunk, and therefore cannot remember to stop this list at 3 items.
(JC FUN FAX: The store was a King Soopers, and quite visibly out of commission due to the heaping, honking cave-in. The thing looked like it had undergone a Shock & Awe campaign of its very own. As my brother and I passed it to go to the sub shop today, he had this exchange with one of the people outside where all the pharmacy drugs were:
Mike: Hey, you guys open?
Drug d00d: .... No.
My brother keeps me sane in a way that I can not fully detail.)
the dark and gritty...Ice Cream Jonsey!
It IS the Word Jumble Game that you originally thought it was. But you, like the countless BILLIONS of other lay-OO-zers who have infested the internet (and let's be honest, the planet Earth), you refuse to actually read, comprehend, and answer a question.Ice Cream Jonsey wrote:What is the Jumble, then? If it's not the newspaper "Word Jumble Game" that I originally thought it was?
Somebody asks, "Who likes the Jumble?", and instead of answering the goddamn question (which you never, technically, did), you assume that rather than being a question, it is a STATEMENT (i.e., "I LIEK TEH JUMBEL!!!")
This is probably why you're alone on a Saturday night, but I don't want to get into all of that.
So, if you don't mind, how about if you just let me conduct my poll, please.
WHO HERE LIKES THE FUCKING JUMBLE?????
I'd like to go on at length about how utterly, totally and completely depressed I am, currently. I would like to do so, but I'm too far gone to even want to express it any longer. The worst part is, this complete apathy has crossed over to my real life as well. I have felt more "empty" and "without hope" this week, during these last seven days, than I ever have for any other seven days in my entire life.3. Both Jonsey and I are sitting at our computers on a Saturday night, furiously clicking Refresh, hoping for some glimmer of hope that they can simulate a "social life" by typing to their computer friends.
I mean, shit, I had two days off from work due to all the snow and I completely pissed it all away.
The only way that I am able to cope with this is in the hopes that I can produce one (1) "funny" comment before this eve is over and make someone out there laugh. Or titter. Or smile.
This someone isn't you, though, as you are farther gone than I am. (See next)
Case in point.Oh, and I'm losing at poker in the other window.
OK, I'm not drunk. The grocery store down the street caved in due to all the snow and I don't have enough drive to... er, drive myself to the other one.4. I am drunk, and therefore cannot remember to stop this list at 3 items.
(JC FUN FAX: The store was a King Soopers, and quite visibly out of commission due to the heaping, honking cave-in. The thing looked like it had undergone a Shock & Awe campaign of its very own. As my brother and I passed it to go to the sub shop today, he had this exchange with one of the people outside where all the pharmacy drugs were:
Mike: Hey, you guys open?
Drug d00d: .... No.
My brother keeps me sane in a way that I can not fully detail.)[/quote]
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Well, I got through the entire "I'd like to go on at length" paragraph before I realized that it was just incorrectly quoted text. I was all, "hey, I feel exactly the same way" for a moment there.
But now, flush with the knowledge that, truly, no one understands me, I shall mope a bit more.
This poker game sounds like a lot of fun, though. $200 you say? You know what cheers me up? Rolled up kings over aces. Check-raising stupid tourists and taking huge pots off of them. Playing all-night high-limit Hold' em at the Taj, 'where the sand turns to gold.' Stacks and towers of checks I can't even see over.
But now, flush with the knowledge that, truly, no one understands me, I shall mope a bit more.
This poker game sounds like a lot of fun, though. $200 you say? You know what cheers me up? Rolled up kings over aces. Check-raising stupid tourists and taking huge pots off of them. Playing all-night high-limit Hold' em at the Taj, 'where the sand turns to gold.' Stacks and towers of checks I can't even see over.
the dark and gritty...Ice Cream Jonsey!
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I am drunk, and yes, I enjoy the jumble but do not partake in jumble activities much because we don't subscribe to the local newspaper. I am equally (if not more so) fond of the quiptocrip, as they extend the enjoyment of aforementioned paper by 20-40 minutes.
Part of the reason I'm so drunk is that a friend from out of town called me out to a bar a half a block away then ditched me with just one of her friends who found a guy to talk to within 3 minutes and could ignore me from then on, so I went to the bar across (which I'm pretty fond of) the street from my house, where during my second drink, I bummed a cigarette from the closest guy to me (I wasn't buying my own pack as I planning to not smoke tomorrow and actually get some exercise to remind myself why I want to quit). He then proceeded to talk to me about he was scared to go home to his girlfriend, and I couldn't tell if he was really drunk or mildly retarded to begin with (and he gave me some really weird vibes). No matter how retarded he was to begin with, I took for granted that the guy was drunk and started telling him how he should take care of himself and all that. Before long, the guy is patting me on the shoulder telling him how I opened his eyes (repeatedly), so after I left, I had to go to another bar, just in case the guy would notice that I entered the house DIRECTLY ACROSS THE STREET THAT CAN BE SEEN THROUGH THE WINDOW (like I said, this guy gave me weird vibes).
It kind of depresses me to no end to be the mystical bar advice giver, especially because in the past I have really appreciated random people in bars telling me weird predictions about how things will be alright, as if they can tell anything about me and know anything. Now that I am one of those guys and know how full of shit I am, I can no longer believe in the fairy tale. Oh, fucking well.
Part of the reason I'm so drunk is that a friend from out of town called me out to a bar a half a block away then ditched me with just one of her friends who found a guy to talk to within 3 minutes and could ignore me from then on, so I went to the bar across (which I'm pretty fond of) the street from my house, where during my second drink, I bummed a cigarette from the closest guy to me (I wasn't buying my own pack as I planning to not smoke tomorrow and actually get some exercise to remind myself why I want to quit). He then proceeded to talk to me about he was scared to go home to his girlfriend, and I couldn't tell if he was really drunk or mildly retarded to begin with (and he gave me some really weird vibes). No matter how retarded he was to begin with, I took for granted that the guy was drunk and started telling him how he should take care of himself and all that. Before long, the guy is patting me on the shoulder telling him how I opened his eyes (repeatedly), so after I left, I had to go to another bar, just in case the guy would notice that I entered the house DIRECTLY ACROSS THE STREET THAT CAN BE SEEN THROUGH THE WINDOW (like I said, this guy gave me weird vibes).
It kind of depresses me to no end to be the mystical bar advice giver, especially because in the past I have really appreciated random people in bars telling me weird predictions about how things will be alright, as if they can tell anything about me and know anything. Now that I am one of those guys and know how full of shit I am, I can no longer believe in the fairy tale. Oh, fucking well.
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That is the jumble. I don't get the newspaper but I do them in the papers that my school gets.
That is the jumble. I don't get the newspaper but I do them in the papers that my school gets.
Good point Bobby!
- AArdvark
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The sad part is that I remembered the names of the guys that write the stupid thing. I don't subscribe anymore to paper papers (print is dead) but remember the jumble well. I usually just figure out the word or phrase by the context clues in the cartoon rather than go to all that trouble actually unscrambling letters. In that regard my vote would be a yes. I sorely miss Calvin and Hobbs, The Far Side, and Bloom County. The major reason why I no longer get the paper.
Anyone ever hear of PokerSam? the computer poker game that TALKS! OOooooo! A talking computer game. Let me find a sample so all can laugh at the cheesy sounds of the early eighties.
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Was he trying to pick you up? were you wearing a wool jacket at the time?the guy is patting me on the shoulder telling him how I opened his eyes
Does this strike you as strange? How much snow are we talking about here? Thought about moving to somewhere where the weather does not take such an active role in greengrocers operating hours? All I can picture is those guys on skiis with the mortars. Shooting at the large mountains to kill the avalanche threat.The grocery store down the street caved in due to all the snow
Anyone ever hear of PokerSam? the computer poker game that TALKS! OOooooo! A talking computer game. Let me find a sample so all can laugh at the cheesy sounds of the early eighties.
THE
RANDOM AND FOCUSED
AARDVARK
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Ben wrote:5 is right out.
BWAHAHAHAH
Brother Maynard, bring forth the Holy hand granade...
3 shall be the number of thy counting, and the number of thy counting shall be 3. No more, no less. Nor should you count to 2 unless directly preceeded by by 3, nor shalt thou can't to 4, 5 is right out.
"One, two, five!"
"three sir!"
"three"
I was raised on Monty Python.
-LG
1, 2, 5!
3 sir...
3!
3 sir...
3!
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How fortuitous that I see a thread marked 'quick poll' when I was sitting here thinking to myself, can I be said to be successfully on the rebound if I'm seriously considering driving 400 miles to get laid, when I've never met the guy and I should be the one getting driven to, and if so, is there really anything wrong with that? At all? How far would y'all drive for good poontang/love missile?
Did I just say 'love missile'?
Is there really anything wrong with it, if I did?
Did I just say 'love missile'?
Is there really anything wrong with it, if I did?
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