Good bye

Sad pants.

 

So finally someone is going to change you. Although I think you'r kidding!

 

Its not time to talk about THIS!
I am truly not in a mood, don't laugh like that or you will bring me back...

 

Hope you're kidding!

 

You don't need to leave! Lifestyle changes happen through out our life, but it dosen't me we walk away from friends. And I do consider you a friend.

 

All the best, woollie !

 

Farewell. You'll be missed.

 

i don't understand.

 

Hummmm. None of my business I suppose. Don't know you. I have some definite opinions about breaking habits. If it's one of the few I can think of, then yep, need to change life styles and move away from influences. Settle down to a simple lifestyle: food, exercising, reading, hard work, sweating, embrace the agony of physical effort and relish other simple pleasures. No drinking, smoking, drugs, other things too. All with the primiary objective: health.

I could be way off. Whatever. Seek strength in health.

Me, it's noon now and time for spagetti and angle-hair pasta. :tongue2:
See what I mean.

 

You're still signed in, dude [19:05 pm]. Are you back?

 

I don't understand either!! You're not really leaving?!?! What is giong on? :uhh:

 

Wolram, this is not a porno site... :uhh:...unless you're referring to that Danger and the sheep thing...:uhh:

oops, I just noticed something, Woolram

Oh my God! It is the sheep thing!

Just kidding. Good luck, hope you can pop back in sometimes.

 

This is one of those eavesdropping on your own funeral fantasy type things.
[El Hombre throws himself on the coffin]
I loved him so much. He was so full of life! Why, Lord?!? WHYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!?!?
[Artman feels enraged and pulls El Hombre off coffin]
Pull yourself together, man. You're making a scene. YOU ALWAYS. HAVE. TO MAKE. A SCEEEEEEEEENE! Even when he was alive, you always ... always... ... Oh GOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!
[Evo arrives shrouded in a dark, hooded cloak, net leaning ominously over her shoulder, and in the distance a church bell rings. Suddenly, the first snowflake of the year falls to the ground, and all fall silent and remember the good times. Fade out to black, with Radiohead's Exit Music To A Film playing. Curtains go down. Lights come up. Audience remains seated, not a dry eye in the theatre. One person starts to clap.]
That Wolram. He sure knew how to discuss, generally.
Why can't you post me like that?

 

That's funny that you all believe what he said!

 

<Slaps El Hombre Invisible hard across the face. El Hombre Invisible chases Artman around the casket.>

El Hombre! Stop! you're going to...

<El Trips in front of the casket and the pollbarers all fall dropping the coffin down a flight of steps. It hits the bottom with a jolt, the lid pops open and Wolram flies out into the back of a passing truck.>

Goodbye my friend.

 

I'll surround him with a trail of tears for him to slip on if he tries to run.

 

Great idea! First I can slap El Hombre with them...

 

Evo, what have you done with him? He's on for a long time but he's not posted anything!

 

He's gone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!