Full Version: The Magic of a Louche Fest...
Even the GrHater caught it.
Too bad he tried to create his own illusion.
Then really lost it.
Rarely posted since.
Rarely posted since.
"Never met a Lounger..."
Might be worth posting at H5.
But why bother?
Aych would just complain that Loungers changed.
But why bother?
Aych would just complain that Loungers changed.
He got ideas
the wrong kind . . .
the wrong kind . . .
I'd post it at H5 if it wouldn't get me banned.
H says you were never banned --
merely suspended.
merely suspended.
muahahahahah!
Thanks for the heartwarming historic tidbit.
QUOTE(TheGreenOne @ Jul 29 2007, 12:49 PM) 
Perhaps everyone would do well to learn from Hiram who has never met a Lounger he didn't like.
From LouchedLounge.com
QUOTE(Hiram @ Jul 19 2005, 04:52 PM)
Back on topic for just a moment:
I can't express my gratitude enough to the Mayor and Peeps for their amazing hospitality. It was an incredible four days and demented three nights in a beautiful home in an awesome town. I'd move to Atown in a heartbeat if the climate wouldn't melt my wife.
LouchedLiver: You rock really, really hard. You're a mensch. Thanks for all the historic tidbits.
Peeps: You're beautiful; your whole face lights up when you smile, and so does the room. Also, you got a great rack; but you know this.
You two are very, very, lucky.
Slate: The definitive gentleman. I remember babbling some nonsense about Gnosticism. I think I may have stumbled onto a Cosmic Truth, but I can't remember it.
Kirk: You are the man. Amazing silver; amazing sausage; You just need to brush up on your math skilz: 50 does not equal 22. Are we still sweethearts?
I won't go into the long list, I'll just sum it up this way: I never met a Lounger I didn't like. I'm glad to have been able to get to know some of you better and had some great conversations. I also blathered a bit. I may have pontificated.
Show the fuck attention. Now let's back it up.
Now go post it in Niceville.
And you did!
And you did!
The post above is a copy of my post on H5.
Pullin' hard.
Isn't that what
he did?
Isn't that what
he did?
Indeed, timing is of the essence,
As is pullin' . . .
As is pullin' . . .
Yeah, that timing
thing. Used to have
to look for simultaneous
posts.
Then ya really didn't.
Now ya really do again.
thing. Used to have
to look for simultaneous
posts.
Then ya really didn't.
Now ya really do again.
Iz goood.
Aww.
I had a grate conversation with him
while he was sittin' on the stove,
swatting fairies, I think,
pontificating a little,
but only in the most welcome way.
The fairies left him alone, I think, after four short days,
but the warm-fuzzies from that chat stuck with me thereafter.
When I think about him, or interact with him since,
it's the frolicsome, stove-sitting, fairy-swatting,
pontificating, underpants-roaming, fun-loving guy I'm aware of.
I had a grate conversation with him
while he was sittin' on the stove,
swatting fairies, I think,
pontificating a little,
but only in the most welcome way.
The fairies left him alone, I think, after four short days,
but the warm-fuzzies from that chat stuck with me thereafter.
When I think about him, or interact with him since,
it's the frolicsome, stove-sitting, fairy-swatting,
pontificating, underpants-roaming, fun-loving guy I'm aware of.
Well Liver,
From day one, I knew you were a big ol' asshole magnet that attracted even bigger assholes. So it never came as such a surprise the day the sausage died.
From day one, I knew you were a big ol' asshole magnet that attracted even bigger assholes. So it never came as such a surprise the day the sausage died.
*sniff*
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