Bye Bye

[Twizzle]

Pete will never hang up

 

[parra pete]

Hang on Twizzle, Twizzle hang on!
Hang on Twizzle, Twizzle hang on!

 

[dazeely]

don't go Twiz

 

[parra pete]

It ain’t worth telling lie
It ain’t worth seeing you cry
It ain’t worth …that’s why I’m right here begging you please don’t go cause
It ain’t worth killing a home
It ain’t worth being alone
It ain’t worth

Please don’t go
Please don’t go
Please don’t go
Please don’t go

 

[dazeely]

Twiz has left the building

 

[parra pete]

Daz...Try this plea to Twizzle.....(From Rinse the blood from my toga)

I told him, Julie, don't go. Don't go Julie, I said. Don't go, it's the Ides of March—
Flavius
Now look, Mrs. Caesar, I'd—
Calpurnia
If I told him once, I'd told him a thousand times, "Julie, don't go—"—
Flavius
Please, don't upset yourself.
Calpurnia
"Julie, don't go," I said. "It's the Ides of March. Beware already."
Flavius
Centurion, would you take Mrs. Caesar home, please?
Tiberius
Come along, ma'am. Come along.
Calpurnia
(fading away) I told him, "Julie don't go, don't go—"—
Flavius
(aside) I don't blame him for going. (to senators) All right you Senators, you can go, too. But don't leave town.

 

[parra pete]

But if he wants to wave BYE BYE...Then it is up to him,
'Ain't nothing I can do about it now'...Willie Nelson.

 

[eelz47]

is there anyinfo on Kris in here?

 

[parra pete]

is there anyinfo on Kris in here?

Kris Kringle
Country of Origin: Germany & America
The figure of Santa Claus first begins to show up among the Pennsylvania Dutch in the mid 1820s in the form of Kris Kringle, or as he was also known, Belsnickle. Belsnickle is a derivative of the German "Pelz-nickle", which means "Nicholas in Furs ".
Belsnickle would travel the Pennsylvania countryside ringing his bell looking for good children to give out his small gifts of cakes and nuts to. If Belsnickle came across a child who had not been behaving in the past year, he would warn the child to be good or else he might give them a smack with his rod.

Is that who you mean? If not Bye Bye...

 

[eelz47]

bye

 

[eelz47]

bye.

 

[Maroubra Eel]

Bye bye eelz.:nwave:

 

[_goParra]

bye

 

[parra pete]

bye

What a silly post!:sarcasm:

 

[Suitman]

Last post.

Suity

 

[hineyrulz]

Nice try Suity.

 

[parra pete]

Last post.

Suity

As much chance of that happening as Mark Phillipousis has of winning a match in ANY Open tennis tournament....

 

[parra pete]

Do you drink? Be very afraid.....

The Power of Beer
A man is waiting for his wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and informs the dad that unfortunately his son was born without a torso, arms or legs. The son is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can, with love and compassion.
After 18 years, the son is now old enough for his first drink. Dad takes him to the bar, tearfully tells the son he is proud of him and orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar patrons looking on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of alcohol.
Swoooosh! Plop!! A torso pops out! The bar is dead silent; then bursts into whoops of joy. The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant "Take another drink!"
The bartender continues to shake his head in dismay. Swoooosh! Plip! Plop!! Two arms pop out.
The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant, "Take another drink! Take another drink!!" The bartender ignores the whole affair and goes back to polishing glasses, shaking his head, clearly unimpressed by the amazing scenes.
By now the boy is getting tipsy, but with his new hands he reaches down, grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it. Plop! Plip!! Two legs pop out. The bar is in chaos.
The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God. The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to the left then staggers to the right through the front door, into the street, where a truck runs over him and kills him instantly The bar falls silent.
The father moans in grief.
The bartender sighs and says.....
"He should have quit while he was a head"

 

[parra pete]

Back to page one....Just 49 reads to go until 12,000.
Not Bye Bye just yet....

NO It looks like it is....The opposition has been burnt off....Time and Tide waits for no man.
Paralyse their resistance with persistance.

Letter from BBE to his family........on BYE BYE

"Hello Muddah, hello Faddah.
Here I am at Camp Grenada.
Camp is very entertaining.
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I went hiking with Joe Spivy.
He developed poison ivy.
You remember Lynnard Skinner.
He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counselors hate the waiters,
And the lake has alligators.
And the head coach wants no sissies,
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
Now I don't want this to scare ya,
But my bunk-mate has malaria.
You remember Jeffrey Hardy,
They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh Muddah, Faddah.
Take me home. I hate Grenada.
Don't leave me out in the forest where I might get eaten by a bear.
Take me home. I promise I will not make noise,
Or mess the house with other boys,
Oh please don't make me stay.
I've been here one whole day!
Dearest Faddah, darling Muddah.
How's my precious little bruddah?
Let me come home if you miss me.
I will even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.
Wait a minute, it stopped hailing.
Guys are swimming. Guys are sailing.
Playing football. Gee, that's better.
Muddah, Faddah, kindly disregard this letter."

Love BBE

 

[parra pete]

Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water


Looks like I was the Last Poster....