by cosmicB on Thu Jan 08, 2009 8:23 pm
Sleepy.. you would just love to have this "big hand" thingawozits... With it you can flip a car into the air...
I was on a drive to Toronto from London, when an american tailgater just would not back-off... I had waved and waved, and slowed-down to half the speed limit, and still he wouldn't pass me.. he remained ten-feet behind my little Fiat Bianchina, for a long time... I could feel him ridiculing me... It was raining hard, and my car's wipers were intermittent... They would suddenly stop, and I would have to reach out in the hard rain to give them a nudge, and they guy was almost touching my bumper... I lost my temper.. Big Oops, for him... I sent the big hand back to his car, and slapped the side of his Michigan plated two-tone blue wide-size pontiac.. It went into a sudden spin, doing three 360's right in the middle of the 401 highway at 50m's per h... But when their vehicle went straight for the railing, I had the big hand hold his car from crashing, and gently set him parked at the side of the road...
I bet the two of them seriously messed their pants, with everything they had in them.. like an instant full-blown colonic, and then some!.. I bet their car really stunk bad inside after their sudden little circus-ride... I bet I ruined their little business-trip to Toronto... Any bets they were on their way to TO do do some evil, when I gave them a little message about messing with Canadians..?
About ten minutes later, the guy passes me very fast, doing about 120 m's per h.. probably as fast as his car could do.. both of them as white-faced as dead people.. They wouldn't even glance my way... "Zoom!" past me they went like a shot... I bet that guy didn't tailgate tiny cars anymore... Any bets they prayed to the big-hand on their deathbeds..? "WhooH! WhooH! OOk-IEeeeeee!..."
I suspect if I saw a jet airliner in-flames high in the sky, I could grab it with the big hand, and set 'er down gently in a park... I'm looking forward to the opportunity to test it with something real big... I'm primed and ready for it... It's just the op hasn't happened yet... I just hopes if it's an airplane that I don't squeezes it too hard, like a can of sardines, in all the excitement... I'll try to remain calm and solemn like I did with the flying young lass who got thrown into the air from her bouncing motorcycle... I wonders how fast should I bring it down, so no one gets hurt in the pressure changes..?
Any bets that all the seats will be messy..? Thanks uncle Merlin.. Now I'm havin' fun with it.. after that excruciating 60-years of hell in my face and on my back, and at my throat... thanks dude....
I have a huge chunk of ice in space heading straight for us...When it's fifty-miles from the planet, I'm gonna seize it in the big hand, and set 'er down in a dessert... You humes can choose the dessert location... I'm not big into possessions.. and Lindy probably wouldn't want a five-mile wide chunk of ice in the yard... She already complains that I've got too much junk here... "Hey Hun.. Look what I found in Space.. It followed me home.. Can I keep it?.." If ever the space station starts to lose orbit, I Will so try to make the big hand stabilize its orbit, given that they recorded my little kick to it.., should be easy as a wish...
Einstein was Wrong! You can so wish it done... Einstein was an twit...
I gotta get me off this planet... I'm gonna take this thing up a few notches tonight... I wonders what I'll be tomorrow..? I hope it's good...
Maybe the Arabs could use a huge-chunk of ice right in the middle of their dessert..? but since they got all our gas money on the sly, and shattered our world's economy, for me to give it to them, it'll cost them a ten cents a pound.. paid in advance... HaH! I gets all their stolen oil-money, for cold-water... HaH! Now I'd call that "nemesis"... LOL!..
It would be best that you humes have determined the drop location BEFORE! you are seeing the big shadow.. cuz it's coming-in at 250,000 miles per hour.. and it'll take some intense concentration and focus, and fifty miles, to slow it down enough so it won't melt on re-entry, so there won't be any room for error... That wouldn't be a good time for the phone to ring, or door to knock, or for them little asshole american remote viewers to be attacking, in trying to lick my dic, and rob science... Or I could vacate this shithole little planet a day before it gets here, and you all can go try catch-it yourself, with your little hands .. "SplaT!".. LOL!.. Are we havin' fun yet..? Maybe I can drop the chunk of ice on the front-lines of WW3..? Maybe I should..? Maybe on Washington..? Maybe that's what's supposed to happen..? Maybe that's our last option against nuclear extinction..? I'd rather be caressing a young warrior, in making her giggle, coo, pant, moan, and sigh.. than to play with stupid ice-cubes...
Why am I on this shithole little planet with mindless-monkeys..? What am I being punished for?.. Did I do bad in another life..? I can't remember doing any bad... Whom ever is punishing me.. You'll get yours, asshole!.. Watch for it!, and Tighten-Up! hun.. You're MINE!. .
I hope that wasn't too random for this thread... Just me wondering where things are going, and why...
Now back to "strawberries and cream".., and her little majesy JinJin's love-filled chocolate-coated literary-delights...
And to creepy-sleepy, and his toot-tooting horn, and his lovely lively little "squealing pigglies", and his army of GI-Joes & Barbies... "Toot Toot" sleepy.. it's time to wake up honey-dumplins...
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cosmicB on Sun Jan 11, 2009 5:58 am, edited 1 time in total.
