Looking for that frisson again

Ute- Utility vehicles, mine is actually a cute ute which means its mainly cute but does have a few things like 4 wheel drive.
Thanks fer makin' that clear Noor, as'n we's gettin' a mite nervous roun' here. I means we thought sum of 'em blasted Injuns might be makin' trouble, an ever since John Wayne died we's figured perhaps we t'aint as well pertected as we once was......Y'all set our minds at ease aright bit thar
 
T'wouldn't worry too muchin bout finishin' y'alls contraption as'n Arty Dent's often droppin' by an' the God o' Rain jus' dropped off a whole bunch o' BAbel Fish so'n y'all from cross the Pond kin maybe understand wha' we's sayin' in these parts....though I kin garantees ya' y'all surt 'nough like the Shine muchin more than that dang ole stale Scotch we disposed o' at EA'a a few weeks back...least it don't taste liken stale cork....

Now John...you need to rewrite this ten times and please remember the phonics rules I taught you. Your dialect (look it up in the dictionary) seems to be getting thicker.
 
We're back!

EA and I have survived an evening out! I'm at EA's house again for the night. Who wants to know what happened?
 
Oh, Oh..pick me, pick me (hand up in the air waving it like crazy) pick ME!!!

I wish I had more to report but I'm afraid it was an evening of drinking and dancing for me! Lots of beer, vodka and curry! I have been out of the game for too long and I couldn't even talk to a single woman! :(

More details to follow from me or EA!
 
Lect t'aint dead, an I don'ts think he be dien' neither, so I's not 'xactly sure wha's y'alls talkin' bout, and dang Ms IN y'all knows we gots no phones here'n Hog Waller so 'xactly how's I suppose ta' practice ma' phonics, please 'slain, oh an y'all kin come on out o' the cellar now as'n Big Bertha done picked up a load o' hogs an is headin' ta Logansport so'n them critters can make some mighty fine hams fer the comin' holidays...
 
I wish I had more to report but I'm afraid it was an evening of drinking and dancing for me! Lots of beer, vodka and curry! I have been out of the game for too long and I couldn't even talk to a single woman! :(

More details to follow from me or EA!
Hot dang INS sure 'nuf sounds In-trig-uin, (am I being close thar IN), boutin y'all's evening with EA, and sure 'nuff like ta be tellin ole Hiram an' the folks the tale 'bout it 'roun the still when the new batch 'o shines ready this afternoon...and needs ta' mind y'all that you as well as EA is invited ta' our festivities...and don' you worry 'bout no airfare or stowin' away on some tramp steamer as thar be plenty o' room in the crop duster to get you here....
 
Hot dang INS sure 'nuf sounds In-trig-uin, (am I being close thar IN), boutin y'all's evening with EA, and sure 'nuff like ta be tellin ole Hiram an' the folks the tale 'bout it 'roun the still when the new batch 'o shines ready this afternoon...and needs ta' mind y'all that you as well as EA is invited ta' our festivities...and don' you worry 'bout no airfare or stowin' away on some tramp steamer as thar be plenty o' room in the crop duster to get you here....

An invitation to board the Duster of Destiny, I am honoured! Can we pick up others on the way?
 
An invitation to board the Duster of Destiny, I am honoured! Can we pick up others on the way?

As the teacher at Hog Waller, I must point out some issues with your reply. The word is spelt h o n o r e d. Now please write that ten times.
 
Wondf'ful INS, dang I jus' told Hiram yer new name fer his brothers plane and he 'bout wet himself he was so excited....an yes we'all runs a nice lil shuttle service w' it....though mostly it's shuttling them dang big plastic bags o' hemp up here from Mexico...
 
As the teacher at Hog Waller, I must point out some issues with your reply. The word is spelt h o n o r e d. Now please write that ten times.
yeah, 'xactly what is it with 'em Limeys and the letter "u" is that code or sumptin
 
sadly lacking in details

I wish I had more to report but I'm afraid it was an evening of drinking and dancing for me! Lots of beer, vodka and curry! I have been out of the game for too long and I couldn't even talk to a single woman! :(

More details to follow from me or EA!

Hi everyone, just checking in as I finally managed to wrest the laptop back from INS for a minute. Well what a mixed bag that was, going out last night. We started a bit late, and INS turned up with a bottle of vodka in the hotel room! Some beers and vodka later we sashayed our little (or not so little) bottoms into the Indian restaurant where we were met by 5 others, including someone called Chopper, I jest you not.

Hitherto I have always been a medium drinker but known to eat curry in quantities which can only be measured using a weighbridge. Last night was different, there was not too much curry but plenty of beer and vodka. I shan't tell you too much about what happened afterwards but I believe my moonwalking onto the dance floor was the start of a night of amazement for all. I jittered, I boogied, I sashayed, I swayed and in short I got down with my bad self. There were interludes of finger pointing, there was some repeated investigation into the many ways of wearing a tie but sadly INS decided that he was simply too good for any of the lusty local ladies and thus he often left me to my own gyrating company on the dance floor. There were many cries of encouragement from the onlookers, apparently "Dork" and "Dweeb" are particular expressions of approval in hard technotrance culture, so I must have been great.

I do have a minor problem though. Arriving back at the hotel shortly before 4am, I was distinctly underwhelmed when INS decided to wake me up for breakfast by hammering on my door at 8.30am. I awoke, realised I had been asleep for almost 4 nanoseconds, discovered that my breath could stun a got at twenty paces and then gave INS a full and graphic description of the type of medical procedure I wanted to carry out on him. He cast off my worries with his usual careless smile and convinced me to head for the morning repast. A full English (including Black pudding) is one of the three wonders of the modern world, but I would have enjoyed it so much more if I hadn't still been a little inebriated.

I'm dating a new girl now, apparently Dee Tox is coming to visit tonight.
 
Hmm.....sounds like fun. Where can I get one ? Oh wait, I gotta finish my pangalactic gargleblaster first.( A little Hitchhiker's joke ) Nevermind.

It's funny you should mention it as we were discussing that series of books this morning. Do you remember the name of the character who had the title "The Infinitely Prolonged"?
 
Hi everyone, just checking in as I finally managed to wrest the laptop back from INS for a minute. Well what a mixed bag that was, going out last night. We started a bit late, and INS turned up with a bottle of vodka in the hotel room! Some beers and vodka later we sashayed our little (or not so little) bottoms into the Indian restaurant where we were met by 5 others, including someone called Chopper, I jest you not.

Hitherto I have always been a medium drinker but known to eat curry in quantities which can only be measured using a weighbridge. Last night was different, there was not too much curry but plenty of beer and vodka. I shan't tell you too much about what happened afterwards but I believe my moonwalking onto the dance floor was the start of a night of amazement for all. I jittered, I boogied, I sashayed, I swayed and in short I got down with my bad self. There were interludes of finger pointing, there was some repeated investigation into the many ways of wearing a tie but sadly INS decided that he was simply too good for any of the lusty local ladies and thus he often left me to my own gyrating company on the dance floor. There were many cries of encouragement from the onlookers, apparently "Dork" and "Dweeb" are particular expressions of approval in hard technotrance culture, so I must have been great.

I do have a minor problem though. Arriving back at the hotel shortly before 4am, I was distinctly underwhelmed when INS decided to wake me up for breakfast by hammering on my door at 8.30am. I awoke, realised I had been asleep for almost 4 nanoseconds, discovered that my breath could stun a got at twenty paces and then gave INS a full and graphic description of the type of medical procedure I wanted to carry out on him. He cast off my worries with his usual careless smile and convinced me to head for the morning repast. A full English (including Black pudding) is one of the three wonders of the modern world, but I would have enjoyed it so much more if I hadn't still been a little inebriated.

I'm dating a new girl now, apparently Dee Tox is coming to visit tonight.
Well dang EA, y'all's some partyin' fools...an I'm curious 'bout the "Black pudding, now that I know y'all enjoy it I'll have Betty Lu put hers back in the fridge an save it for ya. Used ta' be tapioca but it's sure black now
 
in short I got down with my bad self.

OMG ROFLMAO..hysterical...I really just peed myself. Yes I know, not sexy, but you know us ladies if don't do our Kagles enough. EA...THAT is the funnest thing I have ever heard you say. Still have tears streaming from my eyes.
 
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Well dang EA, y'all's some partyin' fools...an I'm curious 'bout the "Black pudding, now that I know y'all enjoy it I'll have Betty Lu put hers back in the fridge an save it for ya. Used ta' be tapioca but it's sure black now

The say that knowledge can be a curse, because I know what is in Black Pudding I put my piece onto EA's plate!
 
It's funny you should mention it as we were discussing that series of books this morning. Do you remember the name of the character who had the title "The Infinitely Prolonged"?
I find it's not a conversation at all if a quote from the book isn't in it. And I'm ashamed to say that I have no idea about the character with that title. It's been a while since I read it.
* goes off to find his copy*
 
T'wouldn't worry too muchin bout finishin' y'alls contraption as'n Arty Dent's often droppin' by an' the God o' Rain jus' dropped off a whole bunch o' BAbel Fish so'n y'all from cross the Pond kin maybe understand wha' we's sayin' in these parts....though I kin garantees ya' y'all surt 'nough like the Shine muchin more than that dang ole stale Scotch we disposed o' at EA'a a few weeks back...least it don't taste liken stale cork....
I don't think even Babel fish can help John. But I do hope IR does. She'll soon have you translating for the whole of Hog Waller to the outside world I believe.
 
I don't think even Babel fish can help John. But I do hope IR does. She'll soon have you translating for the whole of Hog Waller to the outside world I believe.

yes, yes, yes...he is receiving speech therapy for his diction.
 
yes, yes, yes...he is receiving speech therapy for his diction.
I ruminated laying down for a nap after consuming generous quantities of Hiram's home made liquor. This particular vintage apparently produces profound cerebrial side effects. Instead of our usual flatulence contests, many impromtu recitings of Shakespearean works as well as a wonderful aria from "grendel" entertained us. All these were accompanied by civil applause, and much discussion about the inflections and excellence of those performing. I wish Ms IN had attended, but alas discovering Big Bertha would return early from her Logansport delivery, the former retired to the root cellar.

On that subject, Ms IN disappointment abounds. You, if I remember correctly explained in no uncertain terms, about the over use of conjugating the verb 'to be'. You did just that in your post. I believe per your instructions the proper statement should read...He recieves speech for his diction.

Oh, and Jeck, babel fish do wonders, or at least in fantasy.

More than likely a good nights sleep will rectify this appalling side effect of my indulgences today, so please bear with me during this moment of utter chaos and unintelligible ramblings.
 
I find it's not a conversation at all if a quote from the book isn't in it. And I'm ashamed to say that I have no idea about the character with that title. It's been a while since I read it.
* goes off to find his copy*


The answer is "Wowbagger", he appears in the third book "Life, the Universe and everything". Thank heavens for Wikipedia!
 
I's 'pologize ta Y'all, seems sumun' been hijackin' the AppleIIe, juz awoke an' dang it all. Hmm, wonder if'n Ms IN sneaked in here as'n that sure 'nuff don't look like nuthin' I'd write. Anyway can' say fer sure as'n all I cans remember is some vague image o' the weird sisters hacklin like witches and runnin' round nekkid like, really scary site....well I'll find out the real answer later an' let y'all know...has a good day now...
 
yes, yes, yes...he is receiving speech therapy for his diction.
As you are the only one there IR, you'll have to be the one to force more of Hiram's home made liquor down John's gullet so we can understand him again. Force him, request him, beg him or seduce him. Doesn't matter. But do it soon.
 
As you are the only one there IR, you'll have to be the one to force more of Hiram's home made liquor down John's gullet so we can understand him again. Force him, request him, beg him or seduce him. Doesn't matter. But do it soon.
Howdy Mr JE Kyll, sorry 'bout the un-in-tel-li-gi-ble stuff I wrotes yesterday...would've had sum more moonshine but'n the Colts managed to score 21 pts in the last 3 minutes o' their game a'gin the Texans, an we all took back ourn Manning Jerseys we was gonna stoke the fire with. Taint' too bad they be smellin' a lil' like lighter fluid bet then agin' might be better smellin' that way them before...oh an' Ms IN is still hiding in the root cellar...we're so fond o' her though we's keepin' her updated on her belov'd Cowboys score...
 
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