So long!

blobfish

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And thanks for all the blobfish.

My time here is over. I like some of you, hate more of you, and am indifferent toward the rest. Some of you liked me, more didn't, and all thought I was an alt (which I'm not). Alas, the time for my departure is at hand. I'm sorry for any loose ends or responses that will go unanswered.

Anyone wishing to contact me for any reason may feel free to e-mail me at orangelikeacarrot (at) gmail (dot) com. I will see your e-mail.

Humbly yours,
blobfish
 
He wasn't getting enough attention today now its crying like a weasel.

If only it were true.

Fuck outta here, fartwand.
 
All I've got is first aid, a bicycle pump, birdsong farts, and crayons.

My mom voice says: Use your own brain. *pokes forehead* Yanno, the stuff inside there.
Beyond that, go play your clarinet for a while--ten minutes.​
 
All I've got is first aid, a bicycle pump, birdsong farts, and crayons.

My mom voice says: Use your own brain. *pokes forehead* Yanno, the stuff inside there.
Beyond that, go play your clarinet for a while--ten minutes.​
Clarinet? I tried to play clarinet in Junior High. I'd actually thought oboe would be cool, but I couldn't manage the double-reed. So I settled. But even then, I just couldn't get the hang of it.
 
Clarinet? I tried to play clarinet in Junior High. I'd actually thought oboe would be cool, but I couldn't manage the double-reed. So I settled. But even then, I just couldn't get the hang of it.

Blah, clipboard not stupid... I had a brainfart.

Clarinet. I had to show the eldest how to avoid the high pitched squeaks even though I'd never touched the instrument before. Took a few minutes, funny though.

Never tried oboe.

Piano. I made up songs as I went along, and no piano was considered sacrilege. *chuckles* I rocked the upstairs even after I was told to stop.

Organ. Yep, I am a nerd to the nth degree. My grandma still has one. I haven't played in ages.

Acoustic guitar. High school. A friend of mine has moved away; suffered writers block. He got back into the swing after a hiatus from the Blues.
 
Alas poor Blobfish.
I knew him, Byron in Exile.

A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy
He hath borne me on his back a thousand times (but not in a dirty way); and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is (even though it was completely not dirty)!

My gorge rims at it (understandable, really). Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Okay, not at all, but that's beside the point.

Where be your threads now? your comments? your quotations? your flashes of dickie, that were wont to set the GB on a roar?

Not one now, to mock your own posting? quite text-fallen?

Now get you to my lady's keyboard,
and tell her,
let her type an inch thick,
to this favour she must come;

make her lol at that.
 
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So when is Blobfish 2: The Return of the Dickie arriving at our theaters?

I am guessing he wont last 2 days....
 
Alas poor Blobfish.
I knew him, Byron_in_Exile.

A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy
He hath borne me on his back a thousand times (but not in a dirty way); and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is (even though it was completely not dirty)!

My gorge rims at it (understandable, really). Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Okay, not at all, but that's beside the point.

Where be your threads now? your comments? your quotations? your flashes of dickie, that were wont to set the GB on a roar?

Not one now, to mock your own posting? quite text-fallen?

Now get you to my lady's keyboard,
and tell her,
let her type an inch thick,
to this favour she must come;

make her lol at that.
A most excellent post!

(No underscores in my name, however. Yes, I've been here that long...)
 
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