According to these jokers one becomes a part of JewHobo's memory. After yu are dead ofcourse.Does that mean all humans are a part of The big Jew's mind which he is sytamatically destroying bit by single bit- since most humans will be destroyed if not in death then in Arm- a -geddon. The Hobo is a self destructive God existing in a mindless state. Like his followers here on the planet! Not surprising!
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Is it the original anointed person or their clone who will be in heaven?
by deegee inthe wt teaches that there's no part of a human being that survives the death of the body.
if the anointed do not have an immortal soul/ some immaterial part of them that survives death, then whoever will be in heaven won't be the original anointed person but their clone since once a person dies, according to wt theology, they cease to exist; so god will have to create a spirit body from nothing for that person and that created body by definition will therefore not be the original person but their clone.. so it will be a person's clone that will get to live forever in heaven and rule with christ, and not the original person.............one can now see why other religions teach the doctrine of the immortality of the soul..
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What is the purpose of life?
by slimboyfat inwhile reading the magazines the other day it occurred to me that jws never really had a very good answer to that question.
because it was aimed at young people and it said something along the lines, "if you believe in god you have a purpose, but if you don't believe in god your life has no purpose or meaning".
i think that is a faulty analysis of the situation.
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Crucify the 7 leaders of the cult .stick burning pine needles into them while they writhe on the stauros while eliciting a confession from them that they are:
1. Not anointed
2. Not qualified to interpret the bible
3. Charlatans out for a good life and luxury at the expense of honest folks who gave up their lives and are breaking their backs to keep these scumbags living in style, while they laugh up their sleeves at confounding 8+ million suckers
4. In no way honest, decent ,truthful or humane.
5 have made up all the crap that today masquerades as the JW religion.
6. Their greed for money and power makes them the top criminals - who never get caught- for the last 150 years.
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Song 151 ( Original Lyrics)
by Hairtrigger in( original lyrics) song 151.. .
jew hobo roamed wild, sowing random his seed.
a careless drop there, and here without heed.
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( Original lyrics) Song 151.
Jew Hobo roamed wild, sowing random his seed
A careless drop there, and here without heed
Merry carousing, and boning and copulating did he
With carefree abandon he polly-mated wopeee!
Now his drops scattered hither and whither anon
Those bellies swelled larger and bastards were born
A thousand popped here and a few hundred there
Till a hundred and 44 thou. roamed everywhere
Now this birthing was staggered, over time and the globe
Who exactly they were is quite a subject to probe
But now 15000, and a few random rags more
Lay claim to this honor. like never before
Born out of wedlock, they’re shamelessly cad
About knowing their mothers; but f*** knows who’s dad.
Declare themselves anointed con suckers with glee
Dull them with a cult code, assure prompt assembly
The whole rank and file now, show’em kissass respect
Make them feel holy, be born though imperfect
They claim now all anointed, have a heavenly hope
To rule with ….sweet Jesus ! Christ on a tightrope!
But the most wily among them, had an idea profound
Knew well their power, if the rest were put down
Eight of them, together, formed a closed circuit ring
Said they were the slave class, of their master the KING
The rest of the anointed, were told “go suck on eggs
We’re a big boy’s club here, now please don’t y’all beg
We cant have yu all here, you’ll don’t have the knack
If u don’t like this change now, yu can piss up your back.”
The rest of the anointed, shoved off with tails tucked
Some cussed, others ranted, all said “we’re F*****!”
After this crass act , the eight got more dowdy
Gave themselves dress suits, and neckwear quite gaudy
Began making appearances, annually on big screens
Their pronouncements get weirder, straight shit from latrines
Through strange twisting of scriptures, the meaning slip- shoddy
Announced to the great crowd “ We’re your..ahem.. Governing Body
“And anybody that objects to what we prophesy
We’ll disfellowship and shun far, wide and nigh”
Gave themselves titles with add-ons each time
Bait and switch doctrines that can turn on a dime
Fly business and first class whenever they roam
Tell the congos. “ donate, y’re house, hearth and home
Call themselves the slave Class, and wear signet rings
And Rolex watches to decipher great mysteries bada-bing
Assumed halos they wear, around each narcisstic head
It’s actually illuminating, their wide ass***** instead
Presumed mysteries of the bible, only can they unravel
What comes out is pure, batshit crazy con babble
With infinite wisdom, one of them felt and decreed
Tight pants was gays’, demonic weapon indeed
To ensnare all the young men, in JW land
And bugger them silly, till they can no longer stand
Most JW’s nodded, their heads and concurred
At this supreme utterance, from Tony the Turd
Geoff. Jackson the bald headed Aussie. lying shit
Lied glibly to the RAC, while posing holy, the twit
Took his vow to tell the truth, on JW’s silver sword
Prevaricated, vacillated, uttering rarely a true word
The kicker came when asked, “is the GB gods only true chanel
“ There may be others “, was the answer, in a tone that was banal
Now friends why I mention this is because in a JW JC
The poor sap on the dock, is asked the same q. slyly
And woe if he answers, like Geoff. the dipshit
He’ll be slung out on his ass; … the verdict, ” DISFELLOSHIP” to wit
Shunned by his family, friends and the rest
By all of the JW’s ,this is serious… no jest.
Now child abuse abounds widely, in the JW club
Shag children, hump freely the pedo. eldubs
Child molesters run rampant, the list is quite long
Of pedophiles names, that to this religion do throng
Protected they are, by these eight bastards on top
“ Don’t report to authorities, we’ll get them to stop
Wait on the Jew hobo “, is the mantra they spout
“ We’re being guided by holy spirit “, they solemnly tout
Now I wonder from where, they pull this “holy spiritistic” farce
I’ll give you five to a dollar, it’s from deep up their arse
But enough, I digress, from my original tale
Only wish to inform, without boring detail
So Jew Hobo is aware, of what his offspring are doing
Is happy with the current crap, his dear sons are spewing
Since all the 8 million, of the JW’s great crowd
Are growing impatient with the mysteries that shroud
The crazy beliefs; spouted by the heaven bound eight
They desire an unraveling, from Jew Hobo’s mouth straight
So their desert god decided, to pay heed to their call
Said “ I’m revealing a great truth , to young old and all
I’m announcing in song ‘a revealing of sons’
Though for you it’s a great joy, sure, but for me its not fun
I’ve fornicated and caroused being a “mistah lova lova”
For I can do what I want, as I’m yr only god Jew hoba
Now the GB and the rest of the anointed in fact
Are the fruit of my sperm,..thats accurately exact
They are my true sons, yes, out of wedlock I agree
Doesn’t matter. My offspring are anointed by me.”
Now friends My story, is almost completely all done
“ A revelation of sons” from song 151.
But wait don’t go yet, I’ve my own truth to unfold
I’m of the anointed too, if I might venture t’ be bold.
Now I know whats “anointed”. Honest, I aint shittin you
For lately I’ve been feeling an anointing of me too
I can’t tell definitively, if the feeling’s the same
Felt by the holyshit anointed of the JW’s fame
But after I take a dump, followed, by a fresh shower
With shampoos and oils, that smell of fresh flowers
Then sit down to contemplate how I left this fuc**** org.
The GB. the Eldubs …. the whole 9 yards in the Borg
I’m never depressed, never bothered, never lost or disapointed
I tell ya friends I feel groovy, ‘n euphoric ‘n damn definitely Anointed!!!
Now if yu feel lonely, or lost or a little blue
For having left the Borg and its whole 9 yards too
Take a shower and a dump, and a moment to think
Yu’ll feel like I do . ANOINTED in a wink!!
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Share Your Favorite Shakespeare
by compound complex ingive me my romeo; and, when he shall die,take him and cut him out in little stars,and he will make the face of heaven so finethat all the world will be in love with nightand pay no worship to the garish sun.. -- romeo and juliet 3 ii.
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Julius Caesar act 4 scene 2
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Share Your Favorite Shakespeare
by compound complex ingive me my romeo; and, when he shall die,take him and cut him out in little stars,and he will make the face of heaven so finethat all the world will be in love with nightand pay no worship to the garish sun.. -- romeo and juliet 3 ii.
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...Hollow men like horses hot at hand
Make gallant show of the promise of their mettle
Time to endure the bloody spur they drop their crests and like deceitful jades sink in the trial..
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Delete posts. Possible?
by Hairtrigger insimon .
i sent you a pm but, not having received a response, i am assuming you didn't get it.
question.
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Simon
I sent you a pm but, not having received a response, I am assuming you didn't get it. Question. Is there a way to delete a post and repost anew after making changes? I mean long after the 30 minutes 'edit', time is over ? Alternatively, could you delete the post upon request from me so that I could repost the edited version?
Sorry I had to post here. Thanks
Hairtrigger.
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Anyone Know what happened to the Video that's brought down many JWs to Ex-JW land?
by PokerPlayerPhil ini've been looking for a video done by someone who shows the warning by jesus saying "if anyone comes to you and say's "the appointed time is near" you are to run from them!
two people who left the watchtower said this has been one of the most powerful videos to get inside the heads of really smart elders and witnesses that don't come the regular way.. the gist of the video is the watchtower wrote a book called "the appointed time is near" and this goes against everything jesus christ warned people.
the problem with the watchtower's followers is they need "omens", "portents", "signs" to keep their followers following along their path lead by that dried up old carrot (the end) or (the appointed time).
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Oxy-delirious Fly-on-ear ( Part 2)
by Hairtrigger inoxy-delirious fly-on-ear ( part ii) .
by hairtrigger .
now both these ladies are jaw-droppin beauties.
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'Gladly would I teach but even more gladly learn." Chauser.
Why don't we meet up so you could tell me where i went wrong school teacher. I'm in socal too. So send me a pm.
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Oxy-delirious Fly-on-ear ( Part 2)
by Hairtrigger inoxy-delirious fly-on-ear ( part ii) .
by hairtrigger .
now both these ladies are jaw-droppin beauties.
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Oxy-Delirious Fly-on-ear ( Part II)
By Hairtrigger
Now both these ladies are jaw-droppin beauties. But Denise Milton? She be everyone’s dream girl- by several streets. She sumpthin’ else. No gal in a congregation within a hundred mile could match her fer what she got . Most of em eligible brothers, be they dancin’ 25 or pereshin’ 55 , was enamored of her. You know what I mean. She is about 5’7’’, auburn hair, hazel eyes, smooth creamy pink skin. Perfect slim legs and matching slender body attraction. Her fixins is rock star state o’ the art ! She has a new one for every meeting. I’d never seen her repeat an apparel in twelve month. Must have a wardrobe the length of a football field. She work at the library downtown. Anyways.
“Me ‘n Joan were mozeyin along the West side o street when Joan sez ” Howdy Matt Watters. How come we didn’t see you at the Hamilton’s baby shower? What are you hiding ? The heart that’s quietly pining for that girl from Ipanema?”
“I didn’t get ya.What are ya talkin about Joan? Jazz standards?” Was my brow- puckered comeback.
“ The companion I was just with.” Said with a twinkle in ‘er eye and just a hint of a sly smile.
An alarm bell went off ‘n my head. “ Me and Denise? Are you serious? And why would you think that?” I decided to give nonchalance a try. Make no mistake. I was some rattled by her astute nailin of the inner workin’ of my tick-tock. Damn! Was she….
“ Don’t you know? You wear it on your face when she talks to you. Like, about five others I could name.”
She smiled looking at me with those twinkling eyes. I dropped mine hastily. That sunset I spoke of earlier on McDorf . It just landed on my collar and gills. How ‘n heck did this woman guess? That’s just a rhetorical question. Don’t bother lookin for answers. Joan’s studyin to be a clinical psychologist.
“Do you know what you are sayin? Stop. Are you crazy ?” My voice sounded hoarse to my ears. I couldn’t think clearly. Desperately racked my mind for a fib or a fake to get this ….this…female hound dog off my trail. I aughtta have known better.
“ Yes . And there might be an iota of truth in the latter, but that’s neither here nor there. What is here though, is you. And what is there, is what you’d like to pursue. So what yu gonna do about it? Let the relic in blue, collar yon rhapsody in green?.” Denise was wearing a coat of many colors, mainly yellows, beige and olive over a turquoise dress that made her look like my heart was tobboganin clean outta my chest.
“You know something Miss. I ain’t listening to this.” You can’t say I didn’t try stiffness. I did. Looked her in the eye for a second and duck them quickly. Dang!
“ Don’t ‘miss’ me sweetness. If McLovin there does any more Mcdovin with your heart’s secret, he’ll have lassoed, hogtied and branded your tealed tenderness; hot roddin her in his McCaddy to a sugar McDaddy honeymoon. Then you’ll be ‘miss’-ing her. Happily ever after!” Joan has a way of makin sarcastic sound like an uppercut in a velvet gift wrap. She never done raise her voice but alternates between soft and a half whisper.
You gonna get yourself ‘n me dis-fellowshipped. That is a heck of a rumor to spread. Just plain loose talk. Yua need to hitch that tongue of yourn .What does the bible say? Words are like arrows. Once released they can’t be gotten back.” Hoping to shock her outta the topic.
“Interesting. Where exactly, in the bible, does it say that?”
“I think psalms or proverbs.”
“ I said ,and, I quote, ’where exactly’? Do you want me to repeat?”
I just gave you the nam…’
Specifics please . Chapter and verse. Not vague generalizations”.
“ Ummmn..I don’t remember offhand. I’ll look it up. But that’s ain’t the point”
“Typical. O.K. till you find that nonexistent verse, what is your point?”
“ That we just can’t add and subtract people from random other people. That man a special pioneer. Firm in the truth. He bin in the congregation two year now and we jest can’t go around spreadin unsubstantiated . He , beyond reproach. His behavior, incorruptible. We just can’t accuse him of shinin up to any girl in the congregation. Without evidence.” There! The high moral ground. Works every time.
“It’s me making the “accusations” here, so there is no ‘we’. My testimony is based on unmitigated circumstantial evidence, which could be corroborated by upstanding members of this congregation. Whose reputations are without blush or blemish.” Stylish, cool ‘n calm voiced, this gal could pass for a successful attorney. Not one to give up easily, I harried the bone.
“ You a lawyer now? What happened to circumstantial don’t stand up in court.”
“We are JW’s not ‘english’. We have jc’s not courts. We have ‘two witnesses’; not ‘beyond a reasonable doubt. We have each- man –for- himself, not defense attorney’s . That circumstantial enough for you?” She had quizzical flashing in those eyes now.
“ O.K. give me the circumstantial. Give me the facts. Blush and blemish don’matter.”
“ Not so fast Matt Watters. That would be compromising a lot of people’s confidence.”
“ That ain’t confidence. That just gossip. If’n you can’t or won’t say then its slander.”
“ I won’t tell….”
“ Ha! Slander it is then.”
“…Pleading the fifth.”
I searched desperately for a plea bargain against her constitutional right but found none. I had no argument left. I changed the topic.
“Whats gotten into you? And McDorf doesn’t look half as old as you make him out to be. He looks 30-ish.”
No he doesn’t. Maybe there was a time when he did. Hmmm..when the light is dim.. maybe. But take a gander at his hide in the sun, and you’d see he’s been left out too long in it.
“ You in love with him? Is this what this is all about.”
She sighed heavily and followed it with ,” That is Pure Genius. The way you solve the mysteries of my heart. It was a nightmare trying to figure who my feelings were pointed toward. Now that you’ve unraveled it, I can sleep easy at night. But wait. I can’t . He is chasing Milton. How do I get him to look at me. Got it . Get you to steal Milton away from him and then we can all live happily ever after. That’s what this is all about. You nailed it Dr. Freud.”
“ Is there somethin’ beside cynical, critical, derisive and mocking in your rumor? . Add acrimonious. Why?”
“Perspicacious sweetie. That’s the word you are looking for. So whatcha gonna do. Tell on me to the elders. Turn me in; as causing dissention in the congregation….and honey that isn’t a rumor you’re hearing. It’s a tell tale heart vibrating your vocal chords. To speak up! You want to take my …no…. let me rephrase…Take my advice. Tell her!!
“You need ta see a shrink. Believe me.” Exasperation colored my voice.
“The shrink’s already okayed the advise. Believe me.”
“You crazy”. I threw my hands into the air for effect.
“You said that. Earlier. The shrink definitely did not. And he should know.”
“Maybe you oughta change your shrink. Can’t he see you pluckin straws out of ya hair yet ?”.
“Not yet sweetie. But errr..how are you gonna deal with idiot sticking outta yours?” She went in for the finger crooking on the word.
“Don’t look but, Cupid’s got skewered shafts stickin on yer braids now. Watch ya gonna do with ‘em?” I ventured hoping I had put a lid on her with that one.
“ Use the burntwood to build a trellis. To your lady’s boudoir window!
“ I ain’t listenin to this no more.”
“You keep repeating that line . Having trouble memorizing it?”
“ No And Really! Cliches from 16th century melodrama?
“O.K I take that back. A bridge from a Shrinking violet to an Ice Queen then. And it’s 17th century my dear doctorate in Literature!”
“Yuk ! 20th century Brit. clichés now? You’ve gotta do bettern that “
“ How about a Mousy DoorMatt for the Mystic Majesty. To wipe her feet on?”
So you outta compliments. We doin insults now.
“ Compliments coming up ….. hmmmmn …lets see: Chicken Little to Heartbreak Hotel. Mighty Mouse to Magnificent Millie. Washy Wallflower to Wishy Woman. Courage-of-a-collard to McPapa -got-my-gal. Pick one”. Matter o’ fact and totally even voiced.
“You are definitely troubled….”
“Talk for yourself Muddy Watters !. In deep. And on the wrong side . You ‘can’t cross the river if you don’t swim the tide’. Build a jet ski. Get to the other side before McUncle grabs the MiltMaid. Unless you like the Blues !” Jeez ! This girl could sound like an angel while performing that clinically abrasive psychological procedure.
“ I’m indigo already. Proceeding to deep purple.”I was ready to give up now. Didn’t know what to say next.
She goes sing song here, “Pity your hue don’t match her view. She’s got Romance. Spence McDorf sun settin at the Milton’s porch .Read, your boulevard of broken dreams. If Perseus don’t hustle, the sea monster’s going to get the virgin.” Can you believe it.
“You don’t hafta mythologize those figments of your imagination.”
“ Right. No special effects. It’s a three-D romantic chiller already. Sorry.” That ‘sorry’ sounded like sarcasm dripping maple honey.”
“ Is that your professional opinion or just random shots at people’s reputations. And never mind who gets hurt. Anyway, why do you care so much ? Even if it’s true.
“ You’re right. It isn’t my funeral.”
“ You mean it ain’t your business”.
“ ‘Ain’t’ my business . True again.”
“ If’n two people are involved in a transfer of affection well….. let sleepin’ dogs lie.”
“ Right third time in a row. Strike three for you Joan Seymour. Yu are out. No more pursuing Mc Dorfian dreams. Oh by the way bro. Watters. Do you mean that bit about ‘sleeping dogs’ as an analogy , or is that an innuendo condoning an adulterous relationship?”
“Sarcastic soliloquy- isms aside , you seem to take delight in puttin words in my mouth with your worldly double talk and inappropriate meanings.”
“ Oh. I apologize. I can see it’s killing you. Should I let her know when you are dead?”
“ Sure. I’ll hold my breath. In anticipation of bouquets on my grave. Should I ask for white roses or lilies“.
“What? While a drooping dandelion wilts within…,”
“ I have to be compar……”
“ …having fought Venusians battle while displaying the guts of a withered Dalia?”
“ We are supposed to be doing field service not talkin bilgewater.” I know yu can’t get into a verbal duel with this soft and deceptively sweet voiced girl. Not if you want to come out smellin fresh on the other side. So I tried to get her thinking in another direction.
She came back with,“ I am honey. I am doing field service. I volunteered. Auxiliary pioneer this month.”
“ Accidental misnomer gal. Yours should be an-oxy-delirious fly-on-ear. Don’t exert yourself princess. Take it easy. At this rate you just might make special pioneer.”
“ Don’t worry about me handsome. Your lady love is making one right now. If you continue careless , they might just end with making out.” Remember. You can’t get into a verbal duel with this lady.
“ Please! Your remarks are atrociously out-of-wack. Totally un JW’es .I’m shocked by your totally unfounded, unsubstantiated and deplorable accusation of inappropriate behavior on the part of Bro. McDorf and Denise. Abominable JW example of “do not be quick with your mouth or let your heart speak harshly….” I tried to bring back reason and JW conventions into the conversations. .
“Bro. Eccleasiastes 5.2! You are speaking to me, not your heart throb. Cut out the big words. I’m trying to have a conversation, not listen to a public talk . ‘Shocked’ did you say? Yup. You are. Your hair’s standing on end.
Must be from the static from your tongue “
“ Is that what electrified your courage. No. I can’t take credit for that. You’ve done that admirably on your own braveheart.”
“ That tongue of yours is gonna get you in trouble someday. And me too for listening to it.”
“ Your heart has already done that to you sweetie. Faint hearted Watters trying for a prime elders daughter. Dame Minton’s got a beau. Shaking Watters with the courage of fondue. That’s a kicker!!”
I Repeat. You can’t get into a verbal duel with this lady.
Joan would pass for Denise’s cousin; or twin even, if you were willing to stretch a point or two . Exact same model, both of them. Same height build, weight etc. . Except for their minds. Joan’s was like a fly trap when she got going. Most guys were scared of her. Not that she was mean or stuck up but sharp . Razor tongue and brain. Trouble is yu don't feel the razor when she uses the voice. Not until later. Know what I mean? Nobody wanted to match wits with her. But she was friends with me. Most times. When she didn’t leave me feeling like I’d been through a car wash. What do you expect, her studyin to be a clinical psychologist n’ all. Twin Rolls Royces the two of them, except that Joan was a little more Rolls and Denise a lot more Royce!
We were an assortment of young men in our hall ; all in their early or mid-twenties. And quite a few good lookin’ sisters; with about four or five potential 45+ spinsters-till- death-do -em -part . But nobody was getting’ married anytime soon. Cause Denise wasn’t pickin. Nary a one. Every man-jack of ‘em was hopin he had a chanct with Denise. You never heard so many of them cackle like tickled hens whenever Denise made a joke. You’d think they was a gold nugget on the floor when Denise dropped her bible or song book. The way them navy seals would dive to retrieve it. You never seen so many spend so much time grooming themselves when there was a get-together or a baby shower. At her place or someone else’s. One guy – call him Blade Runner - would shave three times if there was a party at her house . And end up looking like Edward Scissorshand with about 54 band aids on his face. Some sisters even thought of bidding for this newly sewn quilt. Then there was thrift shop Johnny who would shop for hours to get himself an outfit from the seconds store just for the get together. He’d pick pants that had hems two inches higher than where his socks entered in his shoes. Then he would hang on those pants till they went down to cover his socks. Then his underwear would be pop out with a part of his rear in it. Hanging precariously on his belt. And all them girls would havta turn their faces away. Till some kindly brother drew discreet attention to the peek-a-boo under ’n over .
The colognes that stunk up the rooms? It was a somatic cell nuclear transfer. If you were perfume intolerant , you would pass out; never mind the societies directive on being mindful of people with allergies to overpowering odors. Her place was a more potent draw for them title contenders, than the best little whorehouse in Texas . Needless to say, I, was one of the them. But I knew I only had an outside chance ,with all this audio - visual/sensual competition; not bein the one with the Brad Pitt look or the Bill Maher wit. But I did love her to an Apoplectic damnation! So did the others !
You never seen so many brothers fight for microphone privilege durin a meetin . In fact two of em quit talkin to each other, after one tony winning performance. It all happened one Sunday; about 15 month back. This bro., call him Bob Ruark, come to the hall early, hooks up the sound system, stage manage the podium and props, get the microphones ready and is obviously sittin pretty. Waitin for the curtains to rise. That is, the Watch tower study start. To take the tiara to the queen. This, 30 minutes before the meetin. Then holi -capolli ! In walk Tony Riddler , the designated mike carrier for the day. He thirty minutes late. The speaker almost finishin’ his fiddlin-on-the-roof and the dawdler, without much as a how-do-yu-do, picks up the gauntlet and parks himself on the mike handlers chair closest to the Milton’s side of the hall. Ruark jumps up and quick steps up to Riddler’s chair and the duo start a duet in careless whispers. McDorf turns around . He sittin’ just behind the Milton’s and on hearin’ them breaking bad, gets up from his seat to come arbitrate. Riddler wins the favor and Ruark’s back twiddlin sound controls, afumin’. Cuss ringbolts spout their way through his hair. Black clouds mass above his head. The meetin’s finishes and within minutes Ruark gets done tidyin up and strides up to Riddler; and the upshot is, come-outside- n- we’ll setle-it - talk. The time? 12:23 p.m. N’ things are hottin’up for a high noon showdown in this balliwick.
“C’mon dingleberry I’m agoin ta knock stupid outta ya ”, is Ruark’s idea of a final peace offering as he lays ‘er down on his table of compromise. Meanwhile, as is their custom after every meetin’, the villagers are jawin’ outta the one side o’ their mouth. The side full ‘a gossip. On hearin Ruark’s battle cry , everybody and his uncle turn the other cheek . They stop doin’ the dirt on their fellow man. This, here now breakin news gits their attention. Conversation ceases. The silence, as them educated people like to call it, palpable.
“ Ya sure bout that . Lets find out”, is Riddler’s diplomatic counter offer and they both storm out . The stunned hush among the general population which follows these announcements, cancels any chance of statesmanship or negotiation on the part of the U.N Peacekeepers. No one moves for about 20 seconds. And that is the difference between armed conflict and a peaceful resolution along the 38th parallel. Minus five. The warriors storm out , eager for battle, girding their loins as it were to slay the philistine.
Now I gotta hold them horses up a bit to paint a clear picture o’ some of the citizens that occupied this metropolis. Give you a flashback, if’n ya know what I mean. Cause’ what unfolds in the next couple o hours ties in closely with what I’m about to tell ya. So yu uns at JWN could unerstan’ how this here sit com won a tony. Now if you’d care ta go git yerselves a six-pack n follow closely. Make sure them beers be cold. Ice cold sos’n yu get a sober look at the cirque de soliel’, happenin in our neck o the woods. Thank ya kindly.
…to be continued.
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Do we have the porn to get those lions horny enough to copulate to a trillion?